Rocky Ford enterprise., 1902-11-14
"A TRIP AROUND
THE WORLD"
Great Success Of This Pleasing and Instructive Enter
tainment, Under the Auspices Of the
Episcopal Church.

but when we passed under the glorious
stars and stripes and saw the bright-eyed
American girl-God bless herl-with her
colors In the red OF her cheek. the white
OF her throat and the blue OF her eye. our
hearts sang Home. Sweet Home" Bor-
rowing the swift locomotion OF future
century we visited West. South. North
and. under the brightest OF guides. saw
our country in ever section and every
period in a short hour. "Uncle Sam.
keen. alert, genial as ever. received the
weary traveller with open arms; and near
him "columbia" offered freedom and well
come TO every conner to the land OF the
free and the home OF the brave" The
braves a terrible warwhhop showed
they were near and made ones scalp
,remble on ones head. OF every kind
and tribe the terrible red men OF our
western frontier in paint and feathers
were there. with tomahaws and scalplng
knife. They proved more peaeeable than
they looked. and showed US the Indian
bead work. pipes. pottery. all that the art
and skill Of their kind had produced. and
that had been eagerly sought TO decorate
the home OF the pale-faee. a little further
on our journey and there were Our Ted
dy'' and tho FIRST lady OF tho land" smil-
ing a gracious welcome 10 US. We must
have reach Washington and The White
house and overhead streamed the red.
white and blue. Suddenly. presto -we
had dropped back century and more. for
there was THE Father OF His Country"
bowing stately welcome and with fine
old-,ime courtesy presenting the beautiful
Martha Washington. We think the modern
travellers almost wished they wore in our
time the powdered hair. the eourtly dress.
tho stately attire Of the immortal George
and his fair spouse. SO charming were
they.
Our guide mus. have possessed tho
magic carpet o! FRINGE Camaralzaman.
for whiss. and VIC were transported to
tho land Of flowers. veritable southern
paradise. Stately palms and forms and
masses Of beautiful flowers on all sides
showing US we were in the radian, south
land. Some OF Americas fairost dsugh-
tors gave us TO drink OF tho life blood OF
the orange till we fol. the sweet. solup-
tuous languor Of tho southern sun In our
veins.
Thon all aboard. and after long climb
ing. for Il takes such effort to reach tho
cold heights OF Puri,anism. we came upon
quaint. old-,ime New England kitchen
with its quiet, home-lisc air Of comfor;
and thrift. plain living and high thinking.
On the floor and walls were skin trophies
Of tho Pilgrim gun and his gli,;ering
weapons Of warfare hanging in shining
array along the walls Of his chamber. =
Overhead were hung the winter stores Of
dried herbs. pumpkin and apples and the
old blue china that camo over in the May
flower lined the cupboard. And there. in
the soft light OF tho candles, sat Priscilla
! beside her spinning wheel. hor hands feed
ing the spindle while open wide on her
lap lay the well-worn psalm book OF
Ainsworth." John Alden sat near in his
Puritan simplicity. making love. as usual.
Priseilla's busy fingers left her wheel and
Johns prospective stocking long enough
to serve. with John Alden's help. the fam
cider TO the thirsty traveller. The dough-
mutt 1t was surely link between the
North. South and West, for 1t was noticed
even Uncle Sam and Columbia had a
lingering. patriotic fondness for that ultra
Americanism-'fried holes" and even the
Indians ceased their war whoops long
enough to eat the doughnut Of peace.
The guide then showed the tourists
some beautiful pictures and statuary. the
artist Hrs. Irvine. Nydea and the Egyp-
tan Water Carrier in marble beauty.
"Evangeline." sweet and pensive, then "A
Pastoral Without Words and last "A
Bunch of American Beauties last
worth coming miles to see, for no product
Of the florists art, no rare Eastern exotic
can compare with the pride Of America
this bunch Of blushing beauties.
And then, the chains ofhome anduse and
custom must have been insensbly draw
ing us, for we awoke to find ourselves in
Rocky Ford. bidding goodnight to the ever
charming and genial hosts and hostesses.
whose hospitable mansion had been trans
formed into fairyland for the night and
where. as always, friends and travellers
find hearty welcome and take regretful
leave.
Except for the star spangled banner
that hung by the door we could hardly
believe we had been around the world
and returning seen the beauties OF our own
America, but we knew we were home
now and is there one
Whose heart hath ne'er within him
| burned
AS home his footsteps he hath turned
From wandering on foreign strand"