secretary's report. 



a fine Town Team of Steers from Princeton were present and 

 took possession of the track and carried off the sweepstakes. 



At 1 o'clock, the officers and members of the society, with 

 their ladies and invited guests, sat down to a bountiful dinner, 

 prepared by the Messrs. Tilton of Leominster. The divine 

 blessing was invoked by the Rev. Mr. Jenks of Fitchburg, pas- 

 tor of the Unitarian Church, and after justice had been done to 

 the loaded tables, the intellectual entertainment was opened by 

 the President, who congratulated the Society on the happy 

 auspices under which they celebrated this its fifteenth anniver- 

 sary. Short speeches were made by Alex. Hyde, Esq., of Lee, 

 delegate from the State Board of Agriculture ; Rev. Mr. Jenks, 

 and George E. Towne, Esq., of Fitchburg, and Gen. James A. 

 Cunningham, Adj. General of the Commonwealth. After which 

 the following original poem, written by Mrs. Caroline A. 

 Mason, of Fitchburg, was read by the President of the Society. 



THE HEIR. 



I am not poor ; I own the sens, 

 The earth, and all its boundaries. 

 These happy skies, that o'er my head 

 Serenely float, for me were spread. 

 For me this sun goes blazing through 

 Its path of light ; for me the dew 

 Fills, morn and eve, its chalice up; 

 The tulip paints for me its cup. 

 Mine every flower that decks the glade ; 

 For me the singing birds were made ; 

 The winds that blow, blew soft for me, 

 For me they pipe their stormy glee. 

 The great woods hang their banners out 

 To hail my coming thereabout. 

 / At my poor feet, all sweet and brown 



They drop their nutty treasures down. 

 The squirrel — honest fellow he, 

 For all his tricks, — goes halves with me ; — 

 He shares my nuts, and I his glee. 



