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 mind thats sad it doth relax The humor of the witty Saxe. He puts us in a cheerful mood, Mirthful as our own Tom Hood.

The ancient poets ne’er did dream That Canada was land of cream, They ne’er imagined it could flow In this cold land of ice and snow, Where everything did solid freeze,

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…

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…

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

In presenting this delicate, dainty morsel to the imagination of the people, I believed that it could be realized. I viewed the machine that turned and raised the mamoth cheese, and ...

DeArcy. McGee, All compliment thee, The hope of the land, On your lecture so grand. Though that is your fort,

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…

We love cold water as it flows fro… Which nature hath brewed alone in… In the wild woods and in the rocky… Where man hath not been but the de… And away across the sea in far dis…

We will now sing in thoughtful str… Of wars in Queen Victoria’s reign… The Russian Bear did ages lurk All ready for to spring on Turk, For Russian Statesmen did divine

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…

Well tell a tale, it shall be brie… It is of rise of Maple Leaf, From noble Olive Branch it sprung… And its good deeds shall yet be su… This Encampment, though in its yo…

In barren district you may meet Small fertile spot doth grow fine… There you may find the choicest fr… And great, round, smooth and solid… But in conditions such as these

We fancy the lustre of the old tow… on the new. English Woodstock was… English Woodstock had a Palace Where the Queen in jealous malice Slew romance’s fairest flower,