On this round rotating globe everyone has a place in the Sun.
Red blood is colored by energizing winds ever flowing and blowing round the world.
Kinship is the spirit of Natures. In Nature's boundless scenes, by trail and campfire, the boundary lines of nations are forgotten. All the world is our country and we are loyal to humanity. It may be that sometime an immortal pine will be the flag of a united and harmonious world. The Question of Writing Essay by Enos A. Mills I ever wanted to be a writer.