The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, December 11, 1904, Page 16

OH! ONCE THERE WAS A SAILOR MAN. A BOS'SON'S MATE WAS HE; BUT HE FELL OVERBOARD ONE NIGHT INTO THE DEEP BLUE SEA BUT AS HE TOOK,{‘IER IN HIS ARMS AYD SAID A RING HE'D BUY, A SWORDFISE, HIS RIVAL BOLD, RUSHED FORTH WITH AWFUL CRY. HE MET A MAIDEN FAIR AND SMILED AT-HER—AND SHE SMILED BACK AND SLOWLY COMBED HER HAIR. THE CONFLICT WAS BOTH SHORT AND FIERCE, THE SAILOR SLEW HIS FOE: AND THEN HE AND HIS LADY FAIR T0 WED DID QUICKLY GO. PICTURES 730 VERSES WITK HIM IT WAS LOVE AT Fi HE ASKED HER WOULD SHE WED, SHE LIKED HIS LOOKS AND UNIFORM AND BLUS R® LD Sl THE TWO NOW LIVE QUITE HAPPILY DOWN UMSTEEN FATHOMS DEEP: HE TELLS HER STORIES 'BOUT THE LAND THAT QF.TRUTH LACKS A HEAP,