Part 9
For the fuse it ceased to burn, And I resolved shell to return To the same spot from whence it came, I put in fuse was sure to flame.
From mortar's mouth it went forth Seeking for vengeance on the North, And this swift messenger from South It entered their great cannon's mouth.
And blew the gun all into atoms, Which left desolate many homes, But North had justice on her side. In truth and virtue was her pride.
And high Heaven had well decreed That the poor slave he should be freed, And even the South doth prosper more With freedom than she did before.
LOST SON FOUND.
An English ship when homeward bound, Near to its port was shipwrecked found, For it had struck a sunken rock, And was slowly sinking from the shock.
In port they quick did man life boat, Which o'er tempestuous sea did float, They rescued all the crew, save one, And were content with what they done.
But they had not their captain, Harry, Who on the shore was forced to tarry, And knew not of the disaster, So crew had worked without a master.
But when he heard of the shipwreck, And that a man was left on deck, He quickly hurried the boat's crew For to again attempt his rescue.
But earnestly his old mother, Reminded him of his lost brother, Perhaps drowned in foreign sea, She cried, son, stay and comfort me.
But wreck they reach and rescue man, And thrill of joy o'er city ran, When it was found 'twas Harry's brother, Had returned to comfort mother.
Thus providence rewards the brave Who strive their fellow men to save, The mother's griefs it did assuage, And happy now is her old age.
SHOE BLACK.
Gent on sidewalk held out his foot While boy in gutter brushed his boot, But at this time, how sad, alas, An unruly horse did o'er him pass.
The child for friends he sad did lack, They said he was but a shoeblack, Kind hearted man the poor child bore, To a soft cot in back of store.
And brought from hospital ward A skilful nurse the lad to guard, She often listened for his breath, As he was passing the vale of death.
But, poor child, once he ope'd his eyes, And he looked round in great surprise, Feebly he asked, heaving a sigh, Where in the world now am I.
The tender nurse bent o'er his face, And said, dear boy, you're in good place, She asked his name, he said it was Tom, And that for long he had no home.
And since his mother was stricken dead, He had not once reposed in bed, And while suffering child did rack, He eagerly asked will mother come back.
The nurse she gently answered, no, But, to your dear mother you can go, In his last sleep he had a dream, Shining up boots it was his theme.
He soon awoke and called out, mother, I see you and little brother, Christ, I know, has me forgiven, For they are beckoning me to Heaven.
DUCK AND OYSTER.
Once on a time there lived a duck, And by its fishing it did thrive; So one day it longed to suck An oyster and for one did dive.
The oyster near shore lay open, The duck, its gizzard for to fill, Resolved that he would pop in Between the shells his sharp bill.
And then he would have glorious treat, But oyster closed on it its shell, And duck it got no oyster meat, But worse than that the duck befell.
This oyster was so very large, It held the duck's head under water, And towed small oysters like a barge, Each one clung to it like squatter.
Duck it died of too much moisture, And it floated towards the beach, And to its bill clung big oyster, Sticking to it like a horse leach.
On the shore there stood a shyster, Watching fat duck floating to him, And the wondrous big oyster, How fine it would be to stew them.
Alas the duck lost its dinner, And at the same time lost its life, But on it dined a hungry sinner, Who did reap all the spoils of strife.
For when the duck to land did float, It towed small oysters not a few, For it sailed like to a boat, With fat duck pie and oyster stew.
None can the poor duck's fate bewail, For it reckoned without its host, It strove for conquest and did fail, Fighting for spoil it battle lost.
You see the wild duck did not know, When it attacked the big oyster, It had to fight a numerous foe, Of these shell fish a whole cluster.
Borne feathers on briny billow, They were full of springy down, And they made a glorious pillow, Where fellow he could rest his crown.
This chap he did not plow nor sow, But from sea and land he did reap The wealth that others caused to grow, And thus he treasures up did heap.
BABY DARLING.
A miner in California mine, For his distant home he did repine, In a far off Eastern state, Where did live his own dear mate.
And one great source of all his joy, His little darling baby boy, One night to drive his cares away To concert hall his footsteps stray.
And loud resounding o'er the hall, He heard a little boy squall, The sweetest music he e'er heard, Sweeter far than singing bird.
For his thoughts it caused to roam, To his distant eastern home, Near to the mine there were no trace Of baby dear or woman's face.
When violinist with his bow Did make exquisite music flow, The miner he did loudly bawl Stop fiddle and let baby squall.
My sad heart his cries doth cheer, Reminding me of my own dear, For sooner I would him behold, Than if I found a mine of gold.
For what are all the joys of life, So far away from child and wife, But few more months I will stay here Then join my wife and baby dear.
RIDING AN AVALANCHE.
With our Canadian snow shoes, O'er snow you walk where'er you choose, But on long shoes Norwegian They are like narrow toboggan.
And all your movements you control By the aid of a stout long pole, With it you balance or propel But we show now what once befell.
Two miners full of pluck and game, Wished to locate a mining claim, On a high steep mountain crest In Colorado of the West.
Though snow was deep they would attempt Their good mine for to pre-empt, So up the mountain they do climb, Covered o'er with snow and rime.
Norwegian shoes slide over the snow, High and higher still they go, One was two hundred yards ahead, Till snow gives way where he doth tread.
Which quickly starts an avalanche, He seizes on a stout tree branch, But all in vain he rushes fast, His snow shoes in the avalanche.
His friend on shoes Norwegian, Like lightning down the hill he ran, Or rather o'er the ice did glide Down the long steep and glassy slide.
And after him the Avalanche, Tearing up trees both root and branch, The man on Avalanche doth yell To his friend you are doing well.
With your shoes Norwegian, Swifter than a toboggan, Go on, go on, you'll win the race, For we are slack'ning in our pace.
But, alas! poor runner feels The Avalanche doth touch his heels, Shall he be buried in the mass, Or will the vast pile o'er him pass.
He stops quite sudden 'neath a rock, It passed o'er him with mighty shock, Though it did cause him great alarm, Yet still he was all safe from harm.
The Avalanche yet downward slides, And his friend on it he rides, Until it safely him doth launch On outer edge of his own ranch.
After three miles down the gulch, They both might have been crushed to mulch, The one he seemed to run a race, While one on Avalanche did chase.
But it was not for bravado, One rode, one run in Colorado, For it was desperate the strife Each had for to secure his life.
This tale of shoes Norwegian Is not for the collegian, But for such youths as do take pride In reading of a wondrous slide.
FINAL ADDRESS TO OUR PATRONS.
To those who have so cheerfully subscribed for our poetic works at this early stage, and whose names have been obtained in this town, we feel ourselves deeply indebted, and it affords us great pleasure to record their names:--Dr. McKay, M.P.P.; Thomas Seldon, mayor; Joseph Gibson, postmaster; Dr. Williams, reeve; Walter Mills, Wm. Ewart, Thomas Brown, George Brown, Dr. Dickson, G. Alderson, William Watterworth, Dr. Canfield, James Smith, Peter Stuart, A. Grant, W. Partlo, Noxon Bros., Samuel, Stephen, T. H. and W. R. Noxon, C. E. Chadwick, J. A. Richardson, C. Simpson, James Brady, Peter Kennedy, M. T. Buchanan, W. A. Sudworth, C. Kennedy, H. Brooke, A. Pearson, John R. Warnock, Evans Piano Company, James Kirby, Dr. Carroll, Stephen King, D. Kerr & Co, W. Underwood, M. Walsh, J. S. Smith, W. McBain, James McKay, John Boles, J. E. Boles, J. C. Norsworthy, James Stevens, Angus McLeod, G. A. Turner, David White, James Sinclair, A. Murdoch, W. Woolson, William Dundass, James Badden, W. H. Jones, A. N. Christopher, G. A. Rose, L. Thompson, James Chambers, J. W. Marsden, Dr. Kester, A. D. Hoagg, W. C. Bell, F. Richardson, H. Richardson, John Morrow, O. E. Robinson, J. F. Morrey, W. Thompson, W. Gibson, G. H. Sharp, W. Hook, D. Secord, N. H. Bartley, W. Beckes, H. D. McCarty, John Ross, J. T. Malone, James H. Noe, L. Noe, G. Bloor, C. Bloor, T. H. Barraclough, T. F. Fawkes, J. Stephenson, J. H. Berry, Paul Berry, Hault Manufacturing Co., Dr. Walker, H. E. Robinson; T. H. Torren, W. Briden, John Birss, David Garlick, William Noxon, W. A. Knox, C. R. Patience, E. H. Hugill, J. A. Young, D. I. Sutherland, D. M. Sutherland, W. Thompson, R. McNiven, E. Livens, E. M. Walker, H. R. Cotton, D. W. Augustine, R. Gemmell, C. W. Waldron, J. W. Browett, R. H. Young, G. F. Clark, G. F. Mason, G. R. Thompson, W. A. Sinclair, W. Moore, James Kay, E. Caldwell, W. Davidson, G. McBurney, John Husband, R. A. Skinner.
Our dairy friends whose names appear on page 68 responded almost unanimous and the cheese buyers Messrs. Riley, Cook and Simister, manifested a similar spirit. To Podmore and Wilson of Grant & Co. we are also indebted. Several ex-wardens of the county are on our list, and James Sutherland, M.P., B. Hopkins, Gordon Cook, T. R. Mayberry, G. Walker, R. Wilson, J. C. Harris, W. Nancekivell, G. Chambers, R. Mayberry, Andrew Mitchell and J. H. Rowse, are among our country friends, and those prominent cheesemakers Ireland and Wooliever.
But as the printers are awaiting this sheet we must now close this list.
Now to our friends who proved so true, We bid you for short time adieu.
Those who may wish to procure a copy of this book will receive one neatly bound in cloth, with postage prepaid thereon, by remitting us One Dollar.
JAMES McINTYRE,
Ingersoll, Canada.
Index.
PAGE.
Kind words From Friends, 4
Canada Before Confederation, 7
Canada's Future, 8
Birth of Canada as a Nation, 9
Welcome to the Prince of Wales, 10
Canada's Resources, 11
North-West Rebellion, 12
Big Bear the Indian Chief, 14
Laying Corner Stone of Brock's Tower, 15
Patriotic Ode, 16
Province of Ontario, 17
Canadian Rivers and Lakes, 20
United by Steel Rails, 21
Lorne and Louise, 23
Canadian Sports and Games, 24
Niagara Charms and Death of Webb, 26
Departed Canadian Statesmen, 27
The Old Snake Fence, 28
Canadian Voyageurs on the Nile, 29
Land Clearing, 30
Maple Sugar Making, 31
Canadian Romance, 32
Lament of the Maple Tree, 36
Life in the Woods, 39
Prairie Farming, 40
Canada Our Home, 41
Donald Ross, 43
Patriot Fighting for his Home, 44
Fighting for Conquest, 45
CANADIAN AUTHORS.
Mrs. Moody, 46
T. D. McGee, 47
George Menzies, 48
Thomas Conant, 48
R. F. Gourley, 49
A. McLaughlan, 49
ONTARIO SKETCHES.
South Ontario Sketches, 50
Holland River and its Tributaries, 51
St. Catharines, 53
Brantford, 54
Thorold, 55
St. Thomas, 56
Galt and Dunlop, 57
Tilsonburg, 57
Port Stanley, 58
Port Burwell, 58
The Banks of Canadian Thames, 59
The River Thames, 60
London Flood, 60
Loss of Steamer Victoria, 61
Woodstock, 62
Ingersoll, 63
Embro, 63
Beachville, 64
Stratford, 64
Thamesford, 65
DAIRY SKETCHES.
Cheese Pioneers, 67
Cheese Factories and Salesmen, 68
Father Ranney, 69
Mammoth Cheese, 71
Lines Read at a Dairyman's Supper. 72
Hints to Cheese Makers, 73
Fertile Lands and Great Cheese, 74
Dairymaid's Social, 74
Salford Home of the Cheese, 75
Oxford Cheese Ode, 76
Windmills and Stone Stables, 77
Dairy Ode, 78
Cheese Curd for Bait, 80
CANADIAN SKETCHES.
Thanksgiving Ode, 82
Agricultural Implements, 83
When to Sell Grain, 84
Four Acre Farm, 85
Harvest Home Festival, 86
Corner Stone Laying, 87
Credit Valley Trip, 88
Eagle and Salmon, 89
Captain's Adventure, 90
Indian Romance, 92
Canadian Hunter, 93
Fight With a Bear, 94
Origin of the Toboggan, 95
Bear and Falls, 97
Broken Raft Adventure, 99
Buffalo and Wolves, 100
Bear Hunt, 102
Coon Hunting, 103
Sailor's Yarn, 105
Hunters and Trappers, 106
Wild Goose Shot, 108
Adventures With Bears, 109
BRITISH ODES.
Queen's Jubilee, 112
Wars in Victoria's Reign, 113
Crimean War, 115
Indian Mutiny, 115
Bear and Whale, 116
Gordon and Burnaby, 117
ENGLISH POETS.
Shakespeare, 118
Milton, 119
Coleridge, Southey & Wordsworth, 120
Shelly, 120
Byron, 120
Tennyson, 121
Dryden and Pope, 121
POETS AND PHILOSOPHERS.
Bacon, Hogg, Lamb & Shakespeare, 122
IRISH POETS.
Moor, 123
Oliver Goldsmith, 124
SCOTTISH POETS.
Burns, 125
Burns and Scott, 126
South of Scotland, 126
Scottish Poets, 127
James Hogg, 128
Highland Sketches, 129
Shires on the Moray Frith, 131
Lines Read at Embro, 132
St. Andrew's Celebration, 133
Dick and Edward, 134
Castle Gordon, 134
Prince Charlie's Grandsons, 135
St. Andrew, 136
River Clyde, 137
Elf Shot, 138
Hallowe'en, 139
AMERICAN POETS.
Longfellow, Poe, Lowell, 140
Bryant, Whittier, Saxe, 141
Carleton, Millar, Holmes, Whitman, 142
Lofty Actors Withdraw, 142
United States, 143
Caledonia Springs, 144
LOCAL SKETCHES.
Victoria Park and Games, 145
Ingersoll Fire, 145
Masonic Lines, 146
Oddfellowship, 147
Advice to a Little Girl, 148
In Memoriam, 149
Providential Escape, 150
MORAL AND REFLECTIVE.
Brain Engravings, 152
Survival of the Fittest, 153
Judge by Merit, 154
Gates Ajar, 155
Child Made Happy, 156
Poetry, 157
Power of Love, 157
Her Lover's Step, 158
The Useful Weed, 159
Golden Egg, 160
Little Dora, 161
Lines on the Death of a Good Woman, 161
Fighting for Home, 162
Mental Album, 162
Every Rose Hath Its Thorn, 163
Danger of Fire Arms, 164
Kind Providence, 164
Help in Need, 165
O For a Lodge, 165
Bird's Nest, 166
Remains Found in Toronto Bay, 166
A Lawn Party, 167
Address to a Bachelor, 167
Lines Read at a Ladies' Aid, 168
Female Revenge, 168
A Typewriter, 169
TALES, HUMOROUS AND SERIOUS.
Lay of the Spring, 170
High in Masonry, 171
Tramp and Fish, 172
Seal Hunting, 173
Snake and Her Young, 174
Whale and its Foes, 175
Tiger and Elephant, 176
Strange Life Preserver, 177
Virtues of a Diamond Ring, 178
Child Saved by Dog, 180
Leach the Engineer, 182
Jackal and Child, 183
Little Hero, 185
Gray Hairs, 186
Good Shot, 187
Lost Son Found, 188
Shoeblack's Sad Fate, 189
Duck and Oyster, 190
Baby Darling, 192
Riding an Avalanche, 193
Final Address to Our Patrons, 195
Transcriber's Notes
No changes were made, unless noted.
Page 6 (And you'r a poet yet.) A short version for you're.
Page 27 and 60 (Mingling with St. Lawrance motion,). Spelling as shown. St. Lawrence in other poems.
Page 38 (when we used the smooth plain.). Possible typo for plane.
Page 47 (D Arcy McGee,). May be D'Arcy.
Page 81 (Which had grown from the seed). Changed whih to which.
Page 85 (But none e're fell in love with Ruth,). Perhaps e'er rather than e're. ('Tis seldom she e're feels alarm,). Same.
Page 89 (Wilmot of fish culutre fame,). Possible typo for culture.
Page 120 (The brilliant, pasionate Byron.). Possible typo for passionate.
Page 140 (His wierd, wonderful romances). May be weird.
Page 144 (Where fish are propogate by Green,). Possibly propagate.
Page 169 (glorying in his typewriter). Changed typewiter to typewriter.
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