Lines Read At A Dairymaids' Social, 1887.

Where the young lady waiters were dressed as dairymaids.             Throughout the world they do extol             The fame of our town Ingersoll,             The capital of dairyland,             To-night it seems like fairy land,             The youth and beauty here arrayed,             So sweet and neat each dairymaid.             And worthy of a poet's theme,             Sweet and smooth flows milk and cream,             For song or glee what is fitter             In this land of cheese and butter,             But no young man should be afraid             To court a pretty dairymaid.             And far abroad he should not roam             But find a charmer here at home,             Find some one now your heart to cheer,             Thus celebrate the jubilee year,             Remember long this ladies' aid             And each bewitching dairymaid.