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…

The following adventure happened i… Ingersoll man. ‘ Truth is strange, stranger than… A man rafting down the river, Time he will remember ever,

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…

The following sonnet on Brodie Ca… by my venerable Uncle, Thomas Mc… of John B. McIntyre, Ex-Grand M… —fellows, and now, and for many ye… St. Catherines. It was written by…

Will you please to let me go, Ma, To McIntyre’s, to buy a Sofa.

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

Lines on our departed Canadian St… Joseph Howe, none higher stood th… Thou wert a man with lofty brow ; D’Arcey McGee, so brillant and f… From Green Isle you came, 'oer th…

At the announcement that Britain… the Hungarian Patriot and orator,… England, that the British Lion wa… When the British Lion offered aid… Round many lips a sneer of serious…

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,

O’er various counties of the north… When cruel order did go forth For to destroy many a home So that the wild deer free might r… The men of Sutherland and Ross

Dangerous effects of seeing onesse… A maiden cried, ' Alas! . With horror I’ll expire, Unless you bring me That true glass

Lines on Caledonian games, May, 1… On grassy amphitheater Spectators sit, to view the war ‘Mong bold contestants on the plai… Where each doth strive the prize t…

A TRUE TALE. ‘Can such things be and overcome u… without our special wonder, ’-SH… In a grocery store in Ingersoll o… snake wriggling in a glass jar. We…

It is folly now to aim Or to seek for distant fame, But rest content if we can claim Something of a local name Oh the pleasant banks of Thame,

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…