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HON. NORMAN H. FAY OF DEXTER.

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HE man who creates. from the crude idea, the machine that will do his will; Who stands ready, at hand, to put into form, any device that was ever born; And set it at work, in the aid of men, to battle the primal curse again; To fashion the tool in its kindred parts, that, Iil{e the hand of man, will ply the arts Or cause from the inventor's subtle brain, the dream of years to live againjSuch men perforce, from their very selves, their missions large fulfil. The man who receives, rrom his fellow-men, the reward that his WOrliS decree; '\Tho stands ready at hand as friend Fay has done, to serve to his best till the battle's done; "Who in business affairs or Board of Trade, or in legislative halls. has made A reeord that fits to his record there, where the tool cuts true to the shade of a hair And a life is lived that is full in line, with the Maker's drawing and design:Sueh nlen, whose honors are justly won, need surely no word from me.

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