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I hear the music of the crow
In yonder swinging pine,
The melody is somewhat crude.
But still Spring’s welcome sign;
The fat and perky robin sings
From early morn till night;
The blackbird in the willow pours
A song of rare delight;
The perch and bass are calling me
To seek a sunny nook–
I’ll take my pipe and fishing-rod
And steal down to the brook.

How sweet the sun is shining now,
Spring’s blue is in the air,
The flowers just touch the velvet green,
In clusters here and there;
There’s beauty rare in every leaf
That whispers in the breeze,
And something magic in the life
That wakens in the trees
The perch and bass are calling me
To seek a sunny nook–
I’ll take my pipe and fishing-rod,
And steal down to the brook.

Canada First and Other Poems
1920 Canada First and Other Poems By James A. Ross


Welcome again thou glorious season,
Quick following Spring’s decay,
With breezes light and flowers so bright,
To cheer us on our way.

You spread your beauties all around,
The Earth, the Air, the Seas,
The birds sweet song, it echoes long
Amid the swaying trees.

Oh, gently zephyrs of the South!
That fan the fragrant flowers,
How light you play throughout the day,
Among the shady bowers.

How grand the fields of golden grain,
Beneath the summer skies,
With waving motion, like rolling ocean,
The tall stalks fall and rise.

We view the sun at summer eve,
The day well nigh passed by;
Its golden light so wondrous bright,
Illumes the western sky.

Thou richest season of the year,
Thy praise we’ll ever sing;
To you we know, much do we owe,
Who all these beauties bring.

Canada First and Other Poems
1920 Canada First and Other Poems By James A. Ross


The bumble bees are buzzin’ all around the dandelion,
And the blackbirds through the sky blue are here and there a-flyin’;
The grass is growin’ fresh and green and the lilacs peekin’ out,
And the smell of Spring is in the air and everywhere about;
The crows are sittin’ on the fence and loudly cryin’, “Caw!”
And seems to me it’s fishin’ time in the dear old Chippewa.
The sleepy pussy willows are a swayin’ in the breeze;
A hundred gladsome sing birds are all singin’ in the trees;
The bull-frog joins the chorus with his Springtime melody,
And the balmy air is full of light as far as eye can see;
The women-folk are cleanin’ house–I hear their loud hurrah;
And seems to me it’s fishin’ time in the dear old Chippewa.

Canada First and Other Poems
1920 Canada First and Other Poems By James A. Ross


June days are dream days,
Blue skies all aglow;
Song-birds are crooning mysterious lays,
Romanies come and go.
June days are dream days,
All of the muses know;
Sunbeams are dancing with shimmering rays,
Wherever streamlets flow.

June days are dream days,
Visions of long ago;
Roses are blooming in all sunny ways,
Lovers are whispering low,
June days are dream days,
Memories tell me so;
Spirit of love-time in sweet summer haze,
Wherever roses grow.

Canada First and Other Poems
1920 Canada First and Other Poems By James A. Ross


When the Sun is winking early
In the gray dawn of the East;
And shines all day in his sleepy way,
His warming rays increased;
When the musk-rat haunts the marshes
All along the silver stream,
And the black-bird’s glee, rings out “ch-wee”
A song like a golden dream;
‘Tis then the pulse of days long gone
Beats strong in every vein,
For the lure of Spring has a captive ring,
And we are young again.
When the velvet grass is sprinkled
With the dandelion’s gold;
And the bumble-bees, “neath the willow trees,
Are growing very bold;
When the chubs and red-fins gambol
Up and down the old mill race,
And the butterflies and the dreamy skies,
Are smiles on Nature’s face;
‘Tis then the memories come once more,
But Time should not complain,
For the lure of Spring has a captive ring,
And we are young again.

Canada First and Other Poems

1920 Canada First and Other Poems By James A. Ross


His Adventures Formed Basis for many Hair-Raising Plots

[People’s Press, 10 February 1920]

Los Angeles, Cal., Feb. 9-Richard Bullock, said to have been the original “Deadwood Dick,” died Saturday night in a hospital at Glendale, after a year’s illness. He was 75 years old.

It was Mr. Bullock’s genuine adventures in the ‘70s, it is said, that formed the basis for many hair-raising plots for dime novels. He was the driver of the famous Deadwood Coach which bore shipments of gold from the Colt Homestake and other South Dakota mines to Omaha, Nebraska, and achieved such a reputation for bravery and for sureness of aim with six-shooter and rifle that the outlaws permitted the coach to pass when “Deadwood Dick” was driving.

Died: 7 February 1920


[People’s Press, 10 February 1920]

The practice of “listening in” on rural lines does more, perhaps, than any other to lessen the usefulness of the telephone to the farmer and his household.

Upholding the action of the Sandwich West Telephone Company in removing telephone equipment from the home of Albemy Meloche because, it claimed, members of the family had “listened in” on party lines. Justice of the Peace, Joseph White, at Sandwich, Thursday, January 22nd, dismissed the suit brought by Meloche against the company.

Testimony of 27 witnesses was heard before a decision was reached. Some of the witnesses told the court the Meloche family had interrupted calls on party lines, during which strong language was used.

The court held that Meloche had violated the Company’s rules in allowing his family to intrude on busy lines.


Bailiff for over 15 years dies after a brief illness-Funeral held today

[Welland Tribune, 12 February 1920]

The funeral of the late James Nixon is being held this afternoon from his late residence, 17 Albina Street, to Woodlawn Cemetery. Rev. James Thompson of Holy Trinity Church conducted the services at the house and graveside.

It was on Tuesday morning that Welland learned of the death of Mr. Nixon who for fifteen years held the position of bailiff in Welland County. In his sixtieth year, the deceased had been ailing for only ten days and although his condition was serious, he at one time rallied and hopes were held out for his recovery, but it was not to be. Gradually his condition became worse and shortly before midnight on Monday he crossed the vale.

Mr. Nixon was the son of the late John and Jeanette Nixon. He was one of Welland’s best known sons, and resided here all his life. In politics he was a staunch Conservative and was appointed to the position of Bailiff shortly after the Whitby Government stepped into power. He was a member of Holy Trinity Church.

He leaves to mourn his demise, his sorrowing wife and one brother, William, to whom the sympathies of a community will go out to in their loss.

Died: 9 February 1920



[Welland Tribune, 17 February 1920]

Another of Welland’s most prominent business men has passed to the great beyond, in the person of Henry C. Lane, the jeweller on Main Street. Mr. Lane, who had been ailing for some time, passed away on Friday morning in the Welland Hospital. His remains were shipped to Owen Sound on Monday night for interment there. A brief service was held at his late residence, Hellems Avenue, on Sunday evening, by Rev. James Thompson, rector of Holy Trinity Church.

Died: 13 February 1920


[People’s Press, 19 February 1920]

             Welland’s first Mayor in the person of Abraham Hendershot passed away at his home in Dunnville on Sunday.

             Before moving to Dunnville the late Mr. Hendershot was one of Welland’s most prominent citizens. He carried on business on Main Street, having a dry goods store on the site now occupied by Brennan’s Drug store.

             The funeral will take place on Wednesday afternoon, to Dawdy’s cemetery, Pelham.

People’s Press
19 February 1920
Died: 8 February 1920
Married: 20 November 1861-Sarah Ann Dunn
Married: 6 January 1915-Flita B. Rounds


Dawdy’s Cemetery
22 October 1835-8 February 1920
Father: Abraham Hendershot
Mother: Hannah Thomas
*Note: Millinery Business-Dunnville

HENDERSHOT- In Dunnville, on Sunday, Feb. 8th, Abraham Hendershot, first mayor of Welland, in his 85th year. Funeral services, conducted by Rev. Thos. Green, were held on Tuesday evening at his late residence, Canal Street East, and the body was taken on the 9.05 T.H. & B. train Wednesday morning for interment in Dawdy’s cemetery, Pelham.

 Dunnville Chronicle