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 chear, Thus celebrate the jubilee year, Remember long this ladies' aid And each bewitching dairymaid.