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POEMS BY CLARA A. MERRILL
A TALE FROM MOUNTAIN GRANGE
[This poem was written for, and read at the first meeting held after the completion of the new grange hall at North Buckfield, Nov. 1st, 1904. The poem was founded on facts, but in order to be more amusing for the occasion the incidents were, of course, somewhat exaggerated by the author, who was also a member of Mountain Grange.]
Patrons and Friends:
Within the annals of this Grange
A circumstance occurred—
And, be it true—Or otherwise,
I'll give it as 'twas heard.
When last winter's icy breezes
Brought the welcome news, so strange
That the ever staunch, and loyal
Patrons of this Mountain Grange
A circumstance occurred—
And, be it true—Or otherwise,
I'll give it as 'twas heard.
When last winter's icy breezes
Brought the welcome news, so strange
That the ever staunch, and loyal
Patrons of this Mountain Grange
Decided to erect their temple
Ere the coming of the Fall
In the village of North Buckfield,—
There to locate their new hall.—
Ere the last glad trump had sounded
Thro' the vales, and o'er the plain—
Ere the zephyrs bore the echo
To the rugged hills of Maine—
Ere the coming of the Fall
In the village of North Buckfield,—
There to locate their new hall.—
Ere the last glad trump had sounded
Thro' the vales, and o'er the plain—
Ere the zephyrs bore the echo
To the rugged hills of Maine—
