A BRAWNY PIONEER OF THE TIMBER BELT. 



He belonged to the "Farm Age of Brawn" which was succeeded 



by the age of Improved Farm Machinery. 



When the hill of toil was steepest, 

 When the forest-frown was deepest, 



Poor, but young, you hastened here; 

 Came where solid hope was cheapest 



Came a pioneer. , 



Made the western jungles view 



Civilization's charms ; 

 Snatched a home for yours and you, 



From the lean tree-arms. 

 Toil had never cause to doubt you 



Progress' path you helped to clear; 

 But To-day forgets about you, 

 And the world rides on without you 



Sleep, old pioneer ! 



WILL CARLETON. 



