Arizona republican., 1910-03-07

How marrow that first dim railway Vet deepening hour by hour While ! sathercd U,e might and bower
 , To answer the .c,tt that led me. to carve my road to the sea. Tin my flood swept out with that greater tide. as tircl"Ss and tame less anG free
 From thr lar wild land that bore
 me ! drew ny blood as wild l. born "t the glaciers glory. born
 of tEc uplands piled
 Like stairs to the door of heaven.
 that the Maker of All might go Down from His place with honor. 10
 book ou the world and know That the sun and the wind and the
 waters. and the white ice cold
 and stin.
 Were moving alright in thr plan Ii- had made. shaping His wish and
 will
 When the spirit of worship was on
 me. turning alone. apart. I stayed and carved me temples deer
 iu the, mountains heart
 Wid,--d"iucd and vast and silent. meet
 for The God l knew.
 With shrin~s that we're shad"wed and
 solemn. and :ltarS "f richest hue: And out "f my ceasrlcss striving
 wrought vict"r's hymn. Fiung uP tn the stars in greeting
 from my far track deep and dim For the earth was put behind me.
 rfckonrd no more with them That come ar go al her bidding, and
 cling to her garments hem. Apart iu my rock-hewn pathway. where the great cliffs shut me in. The St"rm-Swept clouds were my
 brethren. and ihe stars were my
 kind and kin
 TreleSs. alone. unStay,ng. went in
 my chosen road.
 trafiick-d with no mans burden
 bent me to n" mans load on my taWny. Sinu"us shoulders no
 salt-gray ships swung in; washed no feet oC cities. like a
 slave whipped out anu in, Ny Wil W..s the law of my moving
 through the land that my strife had made
 As a man m the house he has huild- ,j master and Un0cyaid.
 o ys that would hedge and bind me
 remembering whence l came, 2 that was and was mighty. ere your
 race had breath ar name, Play Nith yaur drT0nS in tGc sun
 Shine-dslve and toil and plot YrJ keen the W.sy of nay win Ia the Ss0. when ye and N"ur race src not,
 \ great riVer Is N6c s grcat man or woman. U cannot live to Itself alone !, may have it's beginning ia Gar amt hidden springs. as thought and purpose ar,, born oficu of un- rs~ckcus~l things. and SSther to itself l-syv,r sud volume from unnSnpei s.,urcy>. aS character grows out of deep and unSucSSCd experiences. hut at laSJ. somehow. somewhere. man and rixer must touch the broad lev .iS of earth cr of humankind to rC- new and uphuild and give back the gathered strength iu definite service. some years Sso Dr Henry Van Dyke in hiS dclishtrul book Little Rivers. told of the individuality oi each stream no more to be Sepa- rs,s-i rom 6, than the individuality "f a man or Noman--a sort of per s.nsl character in the very water. aTs,rJ from th, hand through which ii flowed.
 Sometimes tOc a river gathers to it. self [, peculiar romance. as d man makes hims,lf picturesque figure l among his fellewS-ncvcr expected to ,ia quite the everyday things in the commonplace way.
 The -Coiorado Of the West" with romance m its very name comes down through it's huge. mysterious channel like some great. imperious. masterful soul. saing his WAY scornful and half- careless of lesser men. Ti could not hide itself from the eyes of the first white men whose shirs sailed up the Gulf of California, |. fer its capT-r-r-d water spread out ag.-r the blue waves in a long. dark, fan but its strange -borr." the big. sullen wall af water that rose where tide and current met and swept hack upstream fighting for mastery was 1 like a Mind your own affairs." to the t"o curious explorer. ! To the first land expeditions it was a river "f mystery. remote. indiffer- i enf. geing about it's own pleasure. not waiting to bear any mans boat into ' friendly country which he could r-ssssss at his ease. nor to water his fields at his will when he should have chasen and painted them. lf is called the Sile of the West hut q it has never been tanned and put to work to serve succeeding generations .f men as the Nile has served from ! the f~iiah@en hack io forgotten kings. ] and Ihnngh at high water it conld