Lines Read at a Dairymaids Social 1887

Where the young lady waiters were dressed as dairymaids.

Throughout the world they do

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

In this land of cheese and butter,

But no young man should be

To court a pretty dairymaid.

And far abroad he should not

But find a charmer here at home,

Find some one now your heart to chear,

Thus celebrate the jubilee year,

Remember long this ladies'

And each bewitching dairymaid.