‘ I heard Bill say to-day, Mary, That you are a charming fairy, And that to town he’d give you dri… But, just as sure as you’re alive He does intend to have the bliss

While referring to past glories of… the late Honourable T. D. McKee,… and we will give you an anecdote o… the supper table around which was… him as the great centre of attract…

In homely apparel one Clothes farming songs, Will Carle… But they have a manly ring, And we his praises hearty sing.

On a young girl showing me a scar… In its own place ’tis very good Always to have plenty of wood ; But, striking fair maid, that is r… And puts me in an angry mood.

The following response to ‘ Canad… at a banquet of the Caledonian So… In responding to the sentiment, ‘… perhaps it would be appropriate to… and distinguishing characteristics…

An English youth to Canada came, A labourer, John Roe by name; His little wealth had made him bol… Twenty sovereigns in gold, He was industrious and wise,

After chatting with each friend, We our way to the table wend ; On it we all do make a raid, And this we call a Ladies’ Aid. ’Tis pleasant way of taking tea,

Mr. Hope Macniven, of Ingersoll,… younger days, during the first qua… century, of seeing and hearing man… men in Britain. He heard Doctor… he saw on the stage those eminent…

Moore found the ballads of Green… Were oft obscured beneath the soil As miner digging in a mine Finds rubbish 'mong the gold so fi… So Moore placed dross in the wast…

Lines on the North of Scotland, d… quarter of a century ago: Scotsmen have wandered far and wid… From Moray Frith to Frith of Cly… McDonald, from his sea girt isle,

My dear friend Gunn, May you prize won, But to us hark When you shoot mark, High you must aim

‘O for a Lodge in some vast wilde… A man cryed out in his distress, For he was tired and sick of life, And weary of this worldly strife, And longed for to be far away

Like fruit that’s large and ripe a… Sweet and luscious is Longfellow,… Melodious songs he oft did pour, And high was his Excelsior. He shows us in his psalm of life

Having received a letter from a ge… and glorying in its superiority to… You glory in your type writer, And its virtues you rehearse, But we prefer the old inditer–

Goldsmith wrote Deserted Village, Now again reduced to tillage ; Once happiest village of the plain… Place now you look for it in vain… There but one man he doth make ric…