WHERE IS BARTHOLOMEW
GONE?
GONE?
He has removed from the stand where his name grew renowned,
And his friends in despair are all crying,
But slyly he laughs, for a better is found.
Where is Clocks and his Watches are lying,
He sings the old songs of Tom Moore once again,
A sure sign that his business is thriving--
Ah, truly the notes of the minstrels explain,
what a deuce of a trade he is driving,
Oh, he's fixed him a shop next to Kent, Paine & Co.,
Just above blaze in dry goods and glory,
Together they'll make quite a pretty show
As any recorded in story.
And his friends in despair are all crying,
But slyly he laughs, for a better is found.
Where is Clocks and his Watches are lying,
He sings the old songs of Tom Moore once again,
A sure sign that his business is thriving--
Ah, truly the notes of the minstrels explain,
what a deuce of a trade he is driving,
Oh, he's fixed him a shop next to Kent, Paine & Co.,
Just above blaze in dry goods and glory,
Together they'll make quite a pretty show
As any recorded in story.
W. J. BARTHOLOMEW,
Watch and Clock Maker, Main street.
Watch and Clock Maker, Main street.
~ Richmond Daily Dispatch, 01 May 1860 Page 4, Column 5
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