Montpelier examiner. [volume] (Montpelier, Idaho) 1895-1937, 1906-08-24

Through the beds OF hlackened lava
; At the foot of rugged mountains.
You can trace it in the summer
Iy the strip of bending willows.
You can trace it in the winter
By the line of fog above it.
And around about the village,
Rumbling from about the rocky hill
sides,
Bursting from the bankBof streamlets
Many springs Of sparkling water,
Efervescent, red with iron.
Sparkling, bubbling, gushing, boiling,
Greet the thirsty man or maiden.
All around are rocky caverns,
Lakes of sulphur, lakes of birthstone,
Caves and craters of volcanoes;
Springs as clear as dew from heaven
Springs as black as night in hades;
Some that whistle like steamboat,
Some that cure the rheumatism.
In this quiet little village
| With its curious surroundings,
With Its springs Of mineral water.
With its caves and lakes and geysers,
Lives man of many talents,
Who has done his duty ever,
Who has won our hearts in friendship.
Joe Dewitt. the mighty booster,
He who sends the welcome Chieftain
Every week upon its mission
10 the homes Of all the people
To the northward and the southwark,
To the eastward and the westward,
With the words of cheer and gladness,
With it's ever mighty boosting.
To our worthy friend and brother
We would show appreciation;
We would thank him for his labors
For the good he has accomplished.
And upon his invitation
Come the members of the Press Club,
Come the mighty pencil pushers,
From the many towns about us.
From Twin Falls and Pocatello,
From Montpelier and McCammon.
From Rigby, the Grove City,
And the Falls, just up the river
Men of talent and of power,
Whose opinions sway the people,
For know ye the pen is mightier
Than the swords of many warriors.
Friends and brothers You are welcome
Welcome to our little village
Welcome to our fizzy water;
And our hearts are glad within us
At the honor You haye done MS.
And the ladies of the Press Club,
With your words and smiles of kindness
We rejoice much at your presence
In our quiet little village,
In our town Of many waters.
Fen the raindrops from the heavens
Needs must come to bid you welcome;
And to all we say in parting
All our thoughts go onward with you
ALI our hearts go onward with You.
Gitchie Manitou, the mighty,
Guide yon in your journey homew ard
And may you alway remember
That OUT hearts are warm toward you
In the town of Fizzy Water.
Following the open meeting the
newspaper men and their ladies and
members Of the Commercial Club
repaired to the banquet hall, where
a most magnificent spread was en-
joyed. AT the conclusion of the
feast few toasts were responded
to, and the banquet closed by all
joining in singing "Auld Lang
Syne."
All who cared to do so, then re-
turned to the opera house and trip.
ped "the light fantastic toe" for an
hour or more.
With hearty farewells and profuse
thanks 10 Mr.. and Mrs. Dewitt for
the royal entertainment provided,
the visiting pencil pushers sought
their beds to obtain a few hours
sleep before leaving for their homes
on the early morning trains.
Old maids would be rec and hard to
find,
Could they be made to see,
How grace and beauty is combined
By using Rocky Mountain Tea.
Ask your Druggist.
PLAIN FACTS OF THE CASE.