The midland journal., 1909-09-24

The supply and demand for milk from our
great cities is increasing SO rapidly that milk
is too valuable to be used for butter and the
man in ordinary circumstances will be COM
PEELED to substitute oleomargarine. A few
years ago there was law passed to protect
the farmer, not allowing cleomargarine to be
sold as butter, and since has been sold on its
own merits. and sales have increased in the
last few years upward to one hundred per cent
and it takes an expert to tell it from butter.
The good roads have come to stay and It
will only be short time when we can start
from here in our motor car and have the milk
in the city an hour after it tismilked. Now the
flying machine is in sight and we will be able
to go through the air to the cities with our
produce.
Each man has his failing, each man has his
Some stop little soon, some begin little late.
So I'm going to write poem and to members
Who start to do thing too soon, or stop too
late.
The first Of whom shall. have to tell,
Is Harry MAXWELL You know him we'll
Harry is man of grace, and charm,
Not long ago, down Blythedale way.
He counting went, on q summer day:
TO the fair one, said he, Y've met my fate;
Joe Grove, after many troubles and cares.
Gave out his farm, to be farmed on shares.
He began to ponder Ger the change in his
And reserved to himself, for potatoes a
portion;
For, seeing his crops by the light of the moon.
He exclaimed, Il believe l stopped farming
too soon."
Our brother and friend, Rev. Samuel Polk.
Neither drinks. nor swears, nor chews nor
smokes.
But heavy my heart, and heavy my hand,
Aq tell 0f the fQT11to af fhia o11lf1
Our Club, as ace know, meets eleven times q
Surprised was Bro. Polk when this fact he did
But bet q large sum, and wager stake,
That never again will he start too late.
Bob Cameron in farming has given us turn;
He is SO successful, he has money to burn.
His farm he has SO skilfully run
He soon will retire and move to the Sum-
For many years has Alfred McVey
Ploughed and planted and reaped the hay; \
But now teacher he's decided to be-
OF agriculture, at Calvert, Md.
You never Of our club viii make farmers M great.
Now to the city his milk doth send.
Alas too late he finds that he
Too soon gave up his own creamery.
When the ladies want a bidding man,
They send for Wayne, as fast as they can
He attended a sale not long ago
And bid like the deuce,-when the bidding
But of all sad things meath the silvery moon.
The saddest is Wayne stopped bidding too soon
The Ewing brothers, our bachelor pair,
Edit their paper with caution and care.
Their new printing press is the best In the |
State,-
Does anyone think it came too later
Now G. Ross Biles is a handsome man and |
buys both grain and hay;
He drives his horse SO fast, it seems like it's |
But one day not SO long ago Ross drove along
the pike,
When much to his amazement, yours truly
hove in sight.
Come on yelled Ross as he turned in his |
seat,
1T looks to me like you're easy to beat!"
so down the course the horses flew,
But Ross forgot that drove Lou.
The horses feet did sound like thunder;
Great hsavens!, laysas,, said Ross, "but Lou is
"Alas!" cried Ross, bewailing his fate,
Il believe started a little too late'
So now in conclusion, merely wish to state,
Poetry should not start too soon, nor should It /
stop too late.
Before any extended comments
were made on the essay, dinner was
announced and the following com.
mittee of inspection of premises
was appointed before adjournment:
Messrs. Balderston, Brown and
Grove.
After partaking of bountiful
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