Omaha daily bee. (Omaha [Neb.]) 187?-1922, 1910-11-13

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r miliar enough. aren't they2
Woven into the history the
A4t4y annals OF the old and the new
west; Il was strange enough TO hear them
echoed out here in this Utah valley one
pleasant sunday afternoon. Little flashes
Of the past; half erased scratches on menu
ory's slate. the markings OF them came
out clear enough as the white olled flock
master, seated i'm front of an open grate
where the poplar wood cracked and spat
out little tongues OF flame across the
broad stripings OF an old-fashloned rag car
pet, discoursed of his days as teamster;
the days when those other men were build
ing the Union Pacific railway into the ro-
mantle distances OF the west across the
broad plains; through the purpled hills
and over the silver rivers OF the "way-out
wonder land"
DO you know that once IN while II
grows almost remarkable to me to find that
wherever there Is a better building than
usual; better kept farm; a finer looking
I flock OF Sheep a little better home; that
some man from Iowa or Kansas or No
braska is behind It all. There is some
thing about the frugality OF those mid
west boys; their thrift; their industry, that
seems to take them over all the rough
places; that smoothes the road before
themi that takes out the 'thank-ye
marms" and makes FOR green, a hearty,
q well-provided-for, old age, And so II
was with me this sunday afternoon. The
home Is the best in ali this broad valley;
there were $500 sheep IN the fold, All ready
20 so TO the dipping grounds at Goshen;
the horses were fine stock; and over the
whole Of the 40 acres there were the marks
OF intelligence; OF foresight OF good hus-
handry, We drove 70 a slightly knoll, where
West mountain dips down into Utah lake,
where We could overlook ii all. And falrer
sight the eyes OF man have never dwolt
upon.
The night before. Il had rained and the
heavy clouds sun darkled about the snowy
peak OF Diamond mountain: a lofty hill
OF the Wasatch range. Fleeoy clouds were
tumbhng, pen nell, down It's slopes
Drowned and darkened by the frosty touch
OF the mld-October nights. To the left OF
81. far up on the Hottest peaks. snow was
falling lower down Il had turned 20 rain
which streams, Ike flood OF silver
through the sun, yet lower Il had turned
20 mist and through this there was
rainbow, wondrously colored, SIS many
hues Just touching dip in the hills, as
though there were a Brobdinagian pot o.
gold there ana these were tho hues; tho
ietlecuoAa OF hihhnuc hrea, Inc eye uWellH
for long while on such a sight; one
thinks that maybe the age OF miracles is
not past and Is glad 81 the day and the op-
portunity that brings such a scene. Ia front
Of this tho green fields swept about the
outrageous beauty OF the little town OF
Payson. as flood Of emeralds might part
ana swirl about some obstruction in the
stream. There are yellow patches, golden
In the sun, stubhle fields, and. in the far
thest distance a drove OF pigs moving bits
of ebon. foraEed IN q eornneld once green.
but now yellow with the age OF the old
year Through Il ell ran a golden road
as line fence sometimes lost by distance;
END merged into the yellow fields as though
a were liquid and had brOadsned into
soldn POOLS lakes. swollen for a space
only to ba drawn back again and thence
on and on. over the green hills ana into
The blue spaces OF the distance where the
clouds. the golden road ana the purple hills
-cemed 20 meet Just under the rainbowu
arch.
and IN the midst OF this was the farm
stead About the home-large enough for
. manor houss-the splrsliks popSars kept