GREAT FIRE IN INGERSOLL, MAY, 1872.
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'Twas on a pleasant eve in May, Just as the sun shed its last ray, The bell it rang, citizens to warn, For lo! a fire appears in barn. An ancient barn near hotel stood, The joining buildings all were wood, This barn a relic of the past, There farmers' horses were made fast. Our once fair town is now in woe, And we have had our Chicago, But soon a nobler town will rise, For our town is all enterprise.