The first year of the Volunteer movement will be long remembered as an exceptionally wet season.
The Soiree of the Civil Engineers.
Some talk of Archimedes, and some of Euclid prose,
Of Dædalus, Hæphæstus, and such great swells as those,
But of all the men of genius there’s none can prove a peer,
With a tow, row, row, row, row, row, row, of the Civil Engineer!
Those ancient men of science, ne’er saw the power of steam,
Or knew of bridges tubular across the ocean stream;
But ours are far more knowing:—their triumphs skill uprears,