Birr WI Tweedsmuir Community History, Volume 9, 1990-2003, p. 11

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».cContinued _ g“y ue o g° CÂ¥ °> Through The Years With Birr W.1. * ? Two ‘authors. who have written books of verse through the. Women‘ $s We ,\ Institute authorship project were at the institute‘s booth at the *Wes 3 y ooo sc Fair yesterday. . The two womén are shown in the above. phot! e /; . _ 2222 ckomining a book of verse written by another institute member. Mis i. ... .. o ie Tthe! Robson, Denfield, at the left, is author of the book of: vérse én. e _ ol i cce erefitled AMarching," while Mrs. Jack Coghill, of Kingsville, at the right\ 35. ... 5s s is author of the book of verse entitled "Reveries." The books hav% P * _ pa, e es e t e t oeet io _hanged among branches of the institutes throughout Wester ' THE WOMEN‘S INSTITUE ANSWERS . i2 ym s cS | i mscc ommc By‘Ethel Robson, Denfield â€" Johanna Hatwood I count o‘er my blessings one by one, e i i And_the best of all without dispute, B ehearimmearmentelinremsirip ns eermheereeedencenreoneiineniieienernnrinney IS 'b eing a member 0 f the Institute * 1 a $4€ worntk‘s INGTITUIE When as a bride, I first settled here, Li . . Life for the women seemed cold and drear; As I s;t in the corn and smoke my pipe, I‘d like to hear any mere man refute I think the time is almost ripe, _ _ The boon that came with the Institute. For women to wear long pants and a suit, . From the wisdom they‘ve gained at the Institute. Oh how I hated the daily grind, Dreading to stop lest I get behind; The mothers of old spun our homemade clothes, So overâ€"wrought that I wanted to hoot, Our sisters mended our broken hose, 5 4 That our fare was plain I will not dispute, When they talked of forming an Institute. For we had never heard of an Institute. But the coldness melted, it did me good ther women as I should Our food was plenty, good, wholesome and clean, To meet 0 § > . But salads and jellies were never then seen, And my heart warmed up; this was the fruit Our mothers were housekeepers of some repute, Of that cup of tea at the Institute. Though nothing was known of any Institute. . Then they made me President, and I learned But now I am old and unable to roam, To love the women I had spurned; I would very much like the comforts of home; The lovely things that constitute But my wife plays the fiddle and my daughter the flute The hearts of the women at the Institute. At all the meetings of the Institute. , , At first I felt my knees grow weak, My shirt is all torn, the buttons are off. And how I hated to get up and speak; ThItwaSh mg SQCkaln thihOld horse g?0u8%; But with a heart that was resolute ar my wile 18 Dusy ere is no aispute I gained new poise in the Instit 5 For she 1s a member’of the Institute. ° ea+ P * 8 ute P if the men someti k ' I eat my mush raw and I drink cold tea, NOWI%fishonTy becaisémifie?aegv; ig?s’ For my wife is as busy as she can be. For they have nothing of such r ,t 1 iting a paper on canning fruit J ; MAE SpPuso a Phe is writing a Pap 2 8. > To compare with the Women‘s Institute Which she will read at the Institute. P * ‘ Now I make my own bed and I sweep up the floor, And John soon saw tl_lat our home meant more, And clear all the rubbish away from the door, And we were happier than before; While my wife is at work preparing to shoot When I come ho?e you can hear him toot, . Hot air on the home at the Institute. "Well, what‘s the noos from the Institoot?" When women get votes, as I‘ve no doubt they will, When we found we couldn‘t be partisan, The first thing they‘ll do is to pass a new bill, Someone thought up a fine new plan; For to make it both lawful and just to shoot, But we very soon learned that no substitute Or to herd all old men in some Institute. Could take the place of the Institute. _‘ Yo% nezg not ixpect Tetat homgffor tea, So I sit here in the sun and knit, as the parting salute my wiile gave me, And my eyes fill up at the thought of ; WeTgriegiziggta éadY 3ftfi°m§n§§§¥3§e How commonplace things have come to suig *6. 0â€"da 8. 9 e i < j 3 J . When faced in the spirit of the Institute. There are some cold potatoes on the pantry shelf 5 If you find anything else, just help yourself;’ God bless the woman whose thought it was, is 180 4 © fut To do this thing for the woman‘s c . Thlil hy comes prepare totie ? et't t The good of which we can ne‘er com tause, charges ins e Institute. uU A §es male ago When she gave to the world the gnsg?

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