James William Whilt Home Poems Poets James William Whilt Poems Silent Voices of the Night by James William Whilt When the shades of evening gather, And night's curtain's dropping low, The Old Frying Pan by James William Whilt You may talk of your broilers, both single and double, Your roasters and toasters, they're all lots of trouble; Winter by James William Whilt Winter has descended o'er mountain and hill, His mantle of snow has spread; The Trapper's Story by James William Whilt The trapper sat in his cabin With grizzled beard and hair,