Hope for Ingersoll

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Hope for Ingersoll

Of Ingersoll we’re justly proud,

Though o’er it hath hung a cloud;

It was heavy, dark, profound,

Weighing o’er ten thousand pound.

But now the clouds do disappear,

And the sun is shining clear⁠—

Now, with pleasure, we do behold,

Our railroad bonds are good as gold.

The people now need not despair,

But thank our Council and our Mayor.