Lines written on the arrival of G… The tidings now all hearts do plea… That she has landed safe-Louise, Victoria’s beloved daughter Who boldly has crossed the water.

Of Kentucky’s great hunter bold, Old Daniel Boon, oft tales are to… Of wild beasts he had no fear, But dangers loved, that pioneer. Canada hath hunters many,

Come, listen, while we sound the l… To announce the fact, that Mclnty… Is back again to his old block, And he has got a splendid stock. He also hath a strong desire

We were so deeply impressed with t… in a prose tale that we transposed… A buffalo, lord of the plain, With massive neck and mighty mane, While from his herd he slowly stra…

Once, while digging ‘neath the sno… ’Mid Canadian winter, lo! To our joy and surprise, We saw some violets in full bloom, Gazing at us with loving eyes,

A Scottish - Canadian tale. By the side of moss Lived young Donald Ross, Among the heathery hills And the mountain rills,

Delivered at Masonic concert, Tha… Col. Moffat in the chair. The middle branch of Thames doth… O’er pebble bed, and it doth glow And sparkle like silver in the sun…

As musings on Banks of Canadian… meditations in verse, but the mono… soliloquy in prose, and as Campbel… we will give the following anecdot… Irvine, to Sir Walter Scott. Irv…

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

At Forres is a large round stone, A relic of the days by gone; For here there were two witches bu… Underneath their ashes urned. A man with veneration small

Who was expected to attend a Banq… in London nearly thirty years ago.… were asking for Brother Abel. When we went down to London in mi… A brother looked at me as though…

The Thames, and tributary rills Here they do drive numerous mills, Enabling millers, to compete, To pay high price for oats and whe… Here streams do drive many a wheel

At time of Oddfellow’s Grand Lod… Oddfellows once they had to trudge O’er rough stage roads to the Gra… But now they town of metal seek And find it on the Kettle Creek ;

The farmers now should all adorn A few fields with sweet southern c… It is luscious, thick and tall, The beauty of the fields in fall. For it doth make best ensilage,

We have had the pleasure of hearin… from the city of London. We comme… Do you unto this world belong, To cheer us merrily with song? Are you mortal like ourselves,