rode through this county bestride his fiery charger, couching his lance and clapping spurs to his steed and tilting his spear at the giants of his imagination, the windmills, for there is not a county in Canada that contains as many of those useful water pumpers. We could point out some spots near the cross roads where eight mills can be seen at a glance round.
’Tis charming for to view windmill,
Picturesque in vale or hill,
Forcing up a sparkling rill,
And cows enjoy with right good will
Clear water brewed in nature’s still,
And of it they do drink their fill.
No wonder they can make with ease
In Oxford world renowned cheese,
For cows enjoy the clear pure stream
With rich, sweet grass makes best of cream.
Cow, you must treat her as a queen,
When grass is dry cut her feed green,
Its benefits will quick be seen
For she is a grand milk machine;
The system it is called soiling,
But it repays for extra toiling.
Prophecy of a Ten Ton Cheese
In presenting this delicate, dainty morsel to the imagination of the people, I believed that it could be realized. I viewed the machine that turned and raised the mamoth cheese, and saw the powerful machine invented by James Ireland at the West Oxford companies factory to turn the great and fine cheese he was making there. This company with but little assistance could produce a ten ton cheese.
Who hath prophetic vision sees
In future times a ten ton cheese,
Several companies could join
To furnish curd for great combine
More honor far than making gun
Of mighty size and many a ton.
Machine it could be made with ease
That could turn this monster cheese,
The greatest honour to our land
Would be this orb of finest brand,
Three hundred curd they would need squeeze
For to make this mammoth cheese.
So British lands could confederate
Three hundred provinces in one state,
When all in harmony agrees
To be pressed in one like this cheese,
Then one skillful hand could acquire
Power to move British empire.
But various curds must be combined
And each factory their curd must grind,
To blend harmonious in one
This great cheese of mighty span,
And uniform in quality
A glorious reality.
But it will need a powerful press
This cheese queen to caress,
And a large extent of charms
Hoop will encircle in its arms,
And we do not now despair,
But we shall see it at world’s fair.
And view the people all agog, so
Excited o’er it in Chicago,
To seek fresh conquests queen of cheese
She may sail across the seas,
Where she would meet reception grand
From the warm hearts in old England.
Price soon will rise though now ’tis low
And brooks of milk will onward flow,
Were they collected in one stream
There would be floods of milk and cream.
An Average Rule to Judge of Cheese
An average rule it will be found
Ten pounds of milk will nmke one pound
Of cheese, will sell in numbers round
Wholesale at ten cents a pound.
In season, factory can with ease
Make quarter million pounds of cheese,
Which doth sum up the figures grand
In dollars, twenty-five thousand.
Judge of the stream of milk doth flow
To factories in Ontario,
Where they number one thousand
Scattered o’er this fair, fertile land.
One company hath branches near
Makes o’er one million pounds a year;
They fill an order in a trice
And thus obtain a higher price.
So quickly they can make car load
To fill an order from abroad;
Advantage cheese has over grain
In shipping it across the main.
It is great saving in the freight,
Its value is six times as great
Each pound, as barley, wheat or peas,
So it pays best to ship the cheese.
Address to the Dairymen’s Association
Feb., 1891.
Dairymen’s association
Leading feeders of our nation,
When they promote this grand combine
To raise good cows and fatten swine.
The cow doth now enjoy her hay,
But longs for snow to pass away,
So she o’er pasture lands can stray,
She dearly loves the month of May.
Great source of wealth the cows do yield
While they do roam o’er grassy field,
Along the banks of crystal stream,
Which makes our cheese so rich with cream.
And the pigs, they may enjoy their whey
Which makes them grow without delay,
In the sections they make cheese
For it with the hog agrees.
It doth expand them every way,
Peas and coarse grain makes fat to stay,
And to bran slops they won’t say nay,
’Mong grass they love to root away.
But the pigs, they should all be sold
Before that they are nine months’ old,
For then they make delicious meat,
So young, and tender and so sweet.
At the great pork factory of Grant
Big fat hogs no more they want,
But all the young pigs you can rear,
Two hundred thousand every year.
The Mammoth Cheese and Cheese Factories
Among the first who took stock in
The mammoth cheese,32 were Bros. Noxon;
They made the great hoop and the screw,
And the strong truck which the mighty drew.
In dairy progress we do trace the
Mammoth curd to Robert Facey;
His perseverence all do honor,
The Harrietsville Factory owner.
The Centennial Prize Winner
Reflecting back our thoughts do run
To him Centennial prize did won;
Highest honor it was gained by Dunn,
The owner of the Factory’s33 son.
* Though we have described the above cheese as miglity, yet it did not contain a single mite.
The late Daniel Pheisan took a deep interest in the great cheese, and in promoting cheese factories, he became wealthy and died in Woodstock. Mr. Robert Facy was the cheesemaker at Mr. Harris, Factory the time when the big cheese was made.
* The above factory is now the North Oxford Company’s.
* The Western Cheese District has the following centres: Ingersoll London, Stratford, Listowol and Woodstock.
Brockville and Belleville are in Eastern District.
Pig had to do some routine work,
To make one thousand pounds of pork;
Our stomach it doth not incline,
To eat a hog seven feet nine.
On smaller pig we love
