Our muse it doth refuse to sing Of cheese made early in the spring… When cows give milk from spring fo… You cannot make a good cheddar. The quality is often vile

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

Read at the opening of the New Pa… Some do boast of their pedigrees, But Salfords parent of the cheese… Rennie, industrious and wise, Here started this great enterprise…

The prominent names connected with… Solomon and Hiram and Saint John… is King Hiram in Ingersoll, and… Both masters in 1884 are legal gen… Craft of King Hiram and Saint Jo…

Cows suffered in the days of old For want of water and from cold, Now of good water they have fill For it is pumped by the windmill. No matter how well cows were fed

Westward it winds past each town, Growing broader as it flows down. Onward it glides, never weary, Meandering so soft and cheery. The sunbeams on the waters glance,

The Thurso baker, Robert Dick, Armed with his hammer and his pick… Dame nature’s secrets did reveal, Which she for ages did conceal. In Banff has genius found regard

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…

Burns sang of joys of Hallowe’en, But in Canada is oft seen By far more jolly times than these… At logging raising, paring bees, For here the youth is not afraid

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 ;

Written during the visit of delega… to negotiate for confederation. Hail Britannia’s noblest daughter… Who is surrounded by the water Of many a lake and broad sea,

Poetry to us is given As stars beautify the heaven, Or, as the sunbeams when they glea… Sparkling so bright upon the strea… And the poetry of motion

Sonnet on an incident which occurr… Pleasant memories it awakes, When musing on our northern lakes… For there I saw a charming Reed, A friend to me in hour of need.

To us it is a pleasing sight, To see so many here to night; All listening with so much delight Unto those worthy men of might The charming songsters, Brothers…

We have scarcely time to tell thee Of the strange and gifted Shelley… Kind hearted man, but ill-fated, So youthful drowned and cremated.