Bear And Falls.

        Strange incidents do happen ever
        On the famed Niagara river,
        This thought to mind it now recalls
        Event three miles above the falls.

        Thrilling ventures there abound,
        A bear which weighed eight hundred pounds,
        Hunters they do him discover
        As he was swimming down the river.

        They felt he would be glorious prize
        This grand fat bear of mighty size,
        Three men they jump'd into canoe,
        A skilful and determined crew.

        Soon alongside of him they row,
        But kindly feelings he doth show,
        Quick he scrambled o'er the boat side
        For to enjoy a good boat ride.

        And as o'er the side he straddles
        They hit him on head with paddles,
        But all in vain, so two of crew
        A short time bade the bear adieu.

        And soon they swiftly swam to shore,
        But current down the river bore
        Man, bear and boat, the sound appals
        Of roaring mighty water falls.

        But vigorous now he plys the oar,
        In hopes to safely reach the shore,
        But this made bear to grin and growl
        And wear on brow a horrid scowl.

        So poor man sore against his will
        Finds that in boat he must keep still,
        Or else be hugged to death by bear,
        While sound of falls becomes more near.

        But his two friends so brave and true
        Row quick 'longside in a canoe,
        And fire in bruin leaden balls,
        Thus saving friend from bear and falls.

James McIntyre

James McIntyre was a Canadian poet, most notable for his poetry concerning cheese, cheese-making, dairying, and dairy products. Often referred to as 'The Cheese Poet,' McIntyre's work is celebrated for its earnestness and unintentional humor, making him both a beloved and an infamous figure in literary circles. He emigrated from Scotland to Canada in 1851 and settled in Ingersoll, Ontario, where he became a successful businessman and community leader.

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Adventures With Bears.

        I bought of land two miles square,
        I knew not it contained a bear,
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        The death of those fell at Frog Lake,
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Bear And Whale.

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Eagle And Salmon.

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