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Page 365 - Good friend, in the path I have come," he said, "There followeth after me today, A youth whose feet must pass this way, This chasm that has been as naught to me, To that fair-haired youth may a pitfall be; He, too, must cross in the twilight dim — Good friend, I am building this bridge for him !" —Healthy Home, March S6, 'SI.
Page 4 - Behind the scared squaw's birch canoe, The steamer smokes and raves ; And city lots are staked for sale Above old Indian graves. I hear the tread of pioneers Of nations yet to be ; The first low wash of waves, where soon Shall roll a human sea.
Page 365 - The builder lifted his old gray head — "Good friend, in the path I have come," he said, "There followeth after me today, A youth whose feet must pass this way, This chasm...
Page 309 - We soon drew near to the camp, and just as we approached it a woman made her way through the crowd towards Sacajawea, and recognising each other, they embraced with the most tender affection.
Page 423 - Men look to the East for the dawning things, for the light of a rising sun, But they look to the West, to the crimson West, for the things that are done, are done.
Page 294 - I love my prairies, they are mine From zenith to horizon line, Clipping a world of sky and sod Like the bended arm and wrist of God. I love their grasses. The skies Are larger, and my restless eyes Fasten on more of earth and air Than seashores furnish anywhere.
Page 297 - ... which might be in the valley of a half-dry stream, or in some broad bottom of the river itself, or perchance by a couple of ponds under some queerly shaped butte that was a landmark for the region round about, we would all gather on the appointed day. The chuck-wagons, containing the bedding and food, each drawn by four horses and driven by the teamster cook, would come jolting and rattling over the uneven sward. Accompanying each wagon were eight or ten riders, the cow-punchers, while their...
Page 299 - ... work. This consisted of each man in succession being sent into the herd, usually with a companion, to cut out the cows of his brand or brands which were followed by unbranded calves, and also to cut out any mavericks or unbranded yearlings. We worked each animal gently out to the edge of the herd, and then with a sudden dash took it off at a run. It was always desperately anxious to break back and rejoin the herd. There was much breakneck galloping and twisting and turning before its desire was...
Page 153 - Captain, you are about to start on a trip with fiftytwo wounded men on your boat. This is a bad river to navigate and accidents are liable to happen. I wish to ask of you that you use all the skill you possess, all the caution you can command, to make the journey safely. Captain, you have on board the most precious cargo a boat ever carried. Every soldier here who is suffering with wounds is the victim of a terrible blunder; a sad and terrible blunder.