Sharon

BhahoN, Anjr. 16. "-A tlaricock and Ehagiish club was örganized here Ratnrday evönihg, Ang, 1 1, by adoptittg the regular bylaWs for Hancock aml English cltlba aild the electtoö of théfollOtng offlw: President, Joim J, RobisötiS vice-pitMjident, Btephe M. Menithew; seöretary, Al' ' bert II. I'eny; treasurer, Ashley Park, Jr.; oxoMitivc oomrilitop, Pavld 'i. Sose, Lambert Gifesfee, Üaivey jsiackman, Angiistns High, Jffferson R, Lemm, Arnold H. Knhi, Mntthew j, Klvim, and a clnh list. rrf MAvmmh ñames. "The animal liarvost picnic of Shan ti was hald on the 12th inst,, ;! thp usual place (the grove of I). g. Roue). ti e day dawned beautifnl and brigl t and at an early liour pople began to gather at the grove, the following places belng representexi: Ann Arbor, Ypsilanti. Adrián, Pinckney, (irass Lake, Chelsea, ïorvell, .Manchester, Bridgewater, Lima and Ficedom. Betwetítí ÍS and 1 o'cloek the exercises commenced by ; prsyer by Rev. Palmer of Manchester, followed by a song entitled "Come to Dinner," by Messrs. C. W, ('ase, E. 1'. Crafts, and Misses Ella and Cora Case, Miss ]ic(;kie Lobdell acting as organist; blessing was asked by Rev. WhiU'ly of' Sharon, and soon the heavjly laden tables which wete waiting were lightenedof öieir píecioús weight; and me cnnvii repaned to the seats to listen to a very able address deíivered by the liev. Barker Allen of Allejran: more inu.sic followed and E. I'. Crafts by re' quest sang "The Sword oí' Bunker Ilill." Kev. Palmer was called upon and read the following poem : Tlie lariners are tlie broad and su re foundation Of tliis our prosp'rous, great, and growine imtion, Yon raiM ihe sniin that feeds the bungrjr milliunSj Ana senil the Mrpliu o'er tho sea by billions. You fill the schoola witli thousanda of bright ■ebolsn, Of gremer worih than all our migbty dollars. If gold was on the earth twelve I nchos deep, The world would soon be in a wukeless sleep. The foofl lor l( min;; Ufe is from the grouud And wheu we l.,k for bread, 'tia there its found. Wlio givos us bread ! who, but you, sons of toil ; It's you, who draws it Irom tbeimvmoa s..il. If thereS a class of men deserve our praise, lts thty who uil tUU wealth of grain do mise. Who fltls tbi sails of conimcrce 'round the world Where lato ioreign ports aresately hitr ed ïliose cargoes large of rain and be.'vi-s and polk ï It is these furrners, grcat in honest work. Who holds the rotes tliat make our president Í To whoni are pnliliciaus slyly Kut, Whcre do they find tlie balance true of power When four years bring arOuud election's buur ? It is to these fu miers pulitichms o, ïlit liulanee power is there, that's what theyknow. And if there sliould he war, where'a bur deftnco, AVIiere wuutd üur country look for power ïmniÈnse, Where flnd an anny vast and grandly brave, Who would frora foreigh foes our country suve? They'd find such mn Hinong these farmers stroMf Who'd nog our patriot aong both lóud and long. You farmers are the buckbone of Ihe uatiUn, Plainly, to all, you have this honored slation. Whence come our collfge presidents who statld A royal ariuameut of guod uil o'er our land Who stay t lie tide of ignorance and sin Who bring a flood-tide power of Bood withia üur proud republic? to lift it into sight Of other land a goal of trutl. and right ;- Whence come these college presidenta, we say Tliey're farmers boys: the honored of the dáy. Our best couiiressnien the farmers giva The best of governors that ever live, If they're not farmers: still the latinen claim To hare the glory of their well-earned faine Pot they re farmers sons ; fröm these retreats They go to fill those nation honored seats. Whe-Dce come the pnachers. talen ted and wié, Who ñll beat pulpits aud who honored rise Vt to the highesl rank ; whence those who sound The notes of osuel L'race Uitwin 1.1 or(..i...} -.... . oiini; iruiif oír Tii&se lurins. Our armer's so na Are in the highest pulpits ; they're the ones Who stroiig and Vblia&t, item the rlcioua tides Which ioll their turbid waters on all side; VVhere weak-kneed hireliiigs wilt, their strength tlbides When dangers coniei their heads they never hide They'll stand bj truth ; they'll hold the God-ward aide Where weak nnrt enérvate, timid fall, Tliere stand tliose oiiks, theni danger ne'er áppah; Whence come the energy and strength of men Who're fö re most how in all the lana I Affain Vhence coiue their love and fir in ilesa in the right ?hat strong men have and ia a glörious sight 'hal seen in those few men who're foremost noW, And wreatbes with laurel every herö's browí They got those principies írom nlothers deat, Jut such aa these you see now listening tiere, The farmers wires, the rtlotlters of to-day, Are training those who'll rule this Jand aüd 8Tdy A mighty eöepter iti the geueration Wliich next will lead this vast and weulthy nation. Where do our presidents all come from? Teil, And when you've fouad the answer, that would swell This tide of glory rollihg o'er the farms Youre lookinjx on t o-da y ; and which chtirms Each lover of bis mee ; as he looks down The vistaof the iüture, where nd frown Of ProvideDce ahall keep the well-earned crowa From him who's won it ; when each vale and town Sli.il] owd tliaL those great teen our voten seek When we would have the baüot íaíely sptak A nation's wiah will coine from holding plow, They'll be the héroes with a sun-brown brow. 'Twill be u holiday tbat yet vill coie When tb rf Ui Dg fiie, hurrahing, stirring drum, Sball go with liim we send to H'ashington, A farmer president and tarmer's sonj You see the glory that awaits you farmers all, And you sh;ill stand on beifhti both graud and tall. Ko oue tan rob you of that song of prai&e The eomiug age shall to the farmer raisei You're at the bottom giving the world its bread, You 're at tho lop where eagles glory spread. The coming hiau for whom the world doth wait Will conie from out the fanner'a goiden gate, And when Ia honor he shall proudly stiiiuí And mark tlie world's flpphtuse on every handt Theu men Bhall knuw Liiti farm'a great worth and Jame Whose bnragtat tomen the sons of highest Dame, The race shall know that furming is the best Of woik u hen by it all the worid is biest. Benediction pronouneed, apd the people began their visiting. Later iu the afternoon a tïapeze performer inteïested a few children, but not gelting suflicient con tribu tion iu the hat tliat was passed did not continue long. ïhns ended one of the largest aad best picnics of Sharon.