and fish. It was a time far removed from our modern world of today; a time one can only reminisce over and write for the younger generation to read and talk about.

Shanty Of Love

It was only a shanty, Close by the shore,

With bare board for the walls, and some for the floor.

A family of nine lived happy inside,

And went out barefoot, when the moon brought high tide. On visiting the family, I was caught by surprise,

By the children's laughter, and love in their eyes.

One lad was jumping and clapping his hands,

While the rest gathered round, playing with pans.

The father was busy repairing his nets,

With twine all knotted he was doing his best.

Humming along to an old Scottish tune,

Not hearing the noise going on in the room.

The mother was standing one foot on a crate,

While cooking some lobsters to put on each plate. When low and behold factory workers near by,

Came in at break time to eat warm raisin pie.

Then up from the wharf four fishermen came,

And called to the father loudly by name.

The nets in the channel are filled to the brim,

And will bring lots of money when the smelts are brought in. This stroke of good luck to the mother was seen,

As her wish for a little farm, that was always her dream.

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