The Trail: A Magazine "for Colorado.", Volume 1

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Will C. Bishop
W.C. Bishop, 1908 - Colorado
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Page 31 - There's a race of men that don't fit in, A race that can't stay still; So they break the hearts of kith and kin, And they roam the world at will. They range the field and they rove the flood, And they climb the mountain's crest; Theirs is the curse of the gypsy blood, And they don't know how to rest.
Page 32 - I cannot express my admiration for my magnificent crew. So long as the enemy showed his flag, they fought like American seamen; but when the flag came down, they were as gentle and tender as American women.
Page 121 - bells across the snow." O Christmas, merry Christmas ! 'Tis not so very long Since other voices blended With the carol and the song ! If we could but hear them singing As they are singing now, If we could but see the radiance Of the crown on each dear brow, There would be no sigh to smother, No hidden tear to flow, As we listen in the starlight To the "bells across the snow.
Page 1 - WE cross the prairie as of old The pilgrims crossed the sea, To make the West, as they the East, The homestead of the free...
Page 19 - It is easy enough to be pleasant When life flows along like a song, But the man worth while is the one who will smile When everything goes dead wrong...
Page 37 - O'er me spirits in the air Silent vigils seem to keep, As I breathe my childhood's prayer, '
Page 30 - He bids th' opprest and poor repair, And builds them towns and cities there. 4 They sow the fields, and trees they plant. Whose yearly fruit supplies their want ; Their race grows up from fruitful stocks ; Their wealth increases with their flocks.
Page 142 - Don't hunt after trouble, but look for success ; You'll find what you look for, don't look for distress. If you see but your shadow, remember, I pray. That the sun is still shining, but you're in the way ! Don't grumble, don't bluster, don't dream, and don't shirk; Don't think of your worries, but think of your work.
Page 37 - If I should die before I wake." Fainter grows the flickering light As each ember slowly dies ; Plaintively the birds of night Fill the air with saddening cries ; Over me they seem to cry : "You may never more awake.
Page 121 - CHRISTMAS, merry Christmas! Is it really come again ? With its memories and greetings, With its joy and with its pain. There's a minor in the carol, And a shadow in the light, And a spray of cypress twining With the holly wreath to-night. And the hush is never broken By the laughter light and low, As we listen in the starlight To the bells across the snow...

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