Mr. Charles Hardy
New Ipswich Historical Society
A Resident of Smithville
A Look Back - 150th Children’s Fair - Aug 20, 2011
Countdown to the Children’s Fair. The 161st Children’s Fair will be held on August 20, 2022 at 10 AM on the grounds of the New Ipswich Congregation Church at 156 Main Street, New Ipswich, NH.
On this day - August 3, 1908
James Roger diary entry
3rd (Monday) 71
Warm and bright. David at Club House all day and will be all month. I took Berkley & the bairns to Depot and brought grain and filled in drain.
On this day - August 3, 1897
William Jurian Kaula diary - no entry
Records and Reminiscences of the New Ipswich Children’s Fair from 1862 to 1911 - Songs and Poems (pages 56 - 57 )
YANKEE DOODLE.
ED. CAMPBELL.
Yankee Doodle is the tune. That led our hosts to battle;
Its ringing notes from drum and fife, Rose o'er the noise of battle,
And cheered the men in home-spun frocks To deeds of such devotion,
That kings and nobles stood aghast Who watched beyond the ocean.
Oh, Yankee Doodle is the tune American's delight in,
"Twill do to whistle, sing or play, And just the thing for fighting.
"WHAT IF ?"
"BIRDIE" PERRY.
What if ?" in all the bright green fields
No smiling flowers grew? No Daisies and no Buttercups, Clover and Violets blue?
"What if?" within the garden walls. Should grow no Lilies tall?
No Rose, or Pink, or fair Sweet-pea,
No gay, sweet flowers at all?
What if?" the birds on smooth, swift wing Sped through the sunny air, No warblings from their little throats To make the world more fair?
"What if?" the leaves upon the trees The insects on the ground
The creatures that above them feed, Gave forth no pleasant sound?
God might have scattered needful things "Enough for great and small," Without these gifts for eye and ear We praise Him for them all!
HARVEST SONG.
Tune-Marching through Georgia.
All o'er the land October's sun Its bright-hued garments weaves
The purple grape, the yellow corn, The maple's scarlet leaves,
And harvesters with merry songs Bring in their gathered sheaves
While they rejoice in the harvest.
Chorus.
Hurrah! hurrah! our harvest gifts we bring.
Hurrah! hurrah! we'll make the glad hills ring.
The children of a Christian land Their joyful songs shall sing
While they rejoice in the harvest.
The spring flowers perished long ago, The summer fields are sere,
And garnered are the grains and fruits Which crown the closing year,
And grateful offerings now we bring With words and songs of cheer While we rejoice in the harvest.
Chorus