The Newtown bee., 1904-04-08
Offered bv aesthet tic journals

In these times O1 gentle CulUuFS, And were well placed recognitions. And tall and willowy trimmer, Graceful as the towering palm tree, Fifteen thousand heaps of lucre, Won 1t as a freak of fortune. In the spring of bud and blossom, Toss a bouquet to the fairest, Chances are you hit trimmer. If one meet pulpy figure, Round and plump and fresh and rosy, Carrying laughter set in dimples, Chances are you meet a trimmer. When fair heads bloom out like tulips, When the birds and buds and flowers, In their hair and frizzes nestle, And the jewels flash and sparkle With Scintillating twinkle, And the mOdiSh robes the richest, Made and worn the most artistic, Chances are the sweetest friZzeS, And the choices birds and tulips, Plumpest, fattest, chubbiest CupidS, Cutest bugs and brightest arrows, Cheapest darts and rareSt jewels, And the most artistic dresses, Beautify the comedy trimmerS. In gay halls of festive pleasures, Where the cheerful viol is sounding, And the harper's harp is twanging> To the touch of supple fingers. Where fair maidens float in measure To the music of the players Float as light and nimble fairies, Float like airy things of beauty, In the whirling, witchi1 g maZeS Of the merry, giddy dancers, See you there the lightest dancers, She who seems fitting spirit, She whose graceful, willowy motion | Seems nOiSeleSS note of music Moving gently to the measure, | To the measure of the players, She who gains your admiration Is graceful, handsome trimmer. Trimmers shine in social circles, Showing culture and retinement; And in every good adornment Vieing with their favored sisters Born in so-called higher circles, And are bred in rich surroundings, Living gilt-edged lives of leisure, TOiling not and neither spinning. And the ever present trimmers Lend their aid and cheerful presence Where'er Christian work is needed; And in deeds of tender kindness, In relieving want and mis'ry, Helping up the weak and fallen Like the Master, gently chiding, Crushing not by harsh cOndemning- Visiting the sick and fainting, Raising hope in the Responding, Sweetly giving consolation
 To the SOrrOwing, sad and hopeless; In the church are willing workers, Ever at their place of duty,
 Ever kind and ever helpful: And in every Christ-like goodness Patterns are of Christian virtue. If there are few exceptions, So there are in every calling.
 Many are the Danbury fair ones, Daughters of the Valley City, Who are justly famed for beauty; Like sweet flowers, have cast their per Far beyond their native garden, Where they spring and bud and bios som;
 Distant ones have snuffed their fra l grance
 As it floated on the breezes,
 And become their charmed admirers One fair, petit, youthful trimmer Opening bud, half bud, half blossom Won prize for greatest beauty Over all within the garden Of COnnecticut's choice flowers. And another comedy maiden
 Won valued recognition,
 And received valued token
 For her gentle, winSOme manner. Frisky freak of tickle fortune. Good luck comes sometimes unloOke'
 for,
 How Ter much it may be hoped for, It may sometimes strike the lowly But it oftener strikes the highest, As the lightning, unexpected, OftimeS strikes the talleSt Steeple. But this came not as the lightning Blasting in some northern mountain But it came on southern breeZeS,
 Which blow OCT the southern forest Greeting most the tallest cypress. Thus are Danbury fair ones favored, And good fortune is reflected
 On the deniZens and interests Of this goodly Valley City.
 In the golden days we read of
 Days mayhap of superstition,
 Yet bright days of simple pleasure, When gods many filled the forest,
 Filled the meadS and dwelt in noun
 tains,
 Dwelling, unseen, in all hamlets,
 Ever mindful of mans welfare,
 Danbury had been called the favored Of the gods the home of pleasure.
 If one ramble in the suburbs,
 In the beautiful surroundings
 Of the bustling, hill-girt city,
 One sees, gemming all the hillsides, Browning all the gold-green hilltops Cottages and tasteful dwellings,,
 Precious gems and em'rald settings, Dotting all the varied landscape
 With their neat and rich adornments Flower-star'd yards and fruitful gal
 dens; Homes of prudent busy toilers,
 Hatter's homes of peace and plenty. Homes of other daily toilers,
 Farmers of their bread by labor
 In the various city workshops,
 Nestling places of refinement,
 Homes of innocence and virtue,
 Homes that shelter wives and children Holy spots of peaceful resting
 After labor's weary struggle;