THE STRANGER FROM TOWN. 



* THE STRANGER FROM TOWN 

 ON THE BLOOD-LOOKING BAY. 



We met at the village, two hundred and more, 

 The local men thought there was pleasure in store, 

 And everyone talked, with a smile on his face, 

 Of records and deeds of the men of the chase ; 

 Hut one was unknown in that brilliant array— 

 A stranger from town on a blood-looking bay. 



