Arizona republican., 1910-04-11
For Sale By E. J. BENNETT & co.
Valley Nights

1 l The gold limncd views have tade' from the argosics of snow, And the shuddering dark goes crawl
 ing through the wales and glade below:
 | Then like the swords of wrathy gods 1 their keen blades flashing fire. The last shafts of d fading sun haV' grazcd each rocky spire. Now knotty-armed and hoary th' grim sahuara. bare
 And gaunt upon it's pinnacle stands silhouetted there.
 The darkness now is driving
 The twilight to the crest of every hill and hummock.
 The dimpling stars are pressed Against the dome of heaNen.
 Their faint rays shinrmer slow Through the msts of early evening
 To stay the gloom below. Living seems to be no longer. all
 life seems turned to clay. Or departed with the shadows in the
 gloom of fading day But when sands have cooled in twi-
 light. and the moonbeams shimmer
 slow.
 And the breezes from the mesas
 whisper love-talk as they go. Night life begins to waken. the bit
 terms call will float Across the sandy stretches where
 the night hawk purls his note. Then how glorious is the night
 Hear the zephyrs softly sigh; See the moon. wisp of silver.
 Sink down the western sky. The myriad hosts of Nature
 Groom now their evening song, And gentle breath from heaven
 Bears their murmurs soft along. O thoughts or youth and gladness,
 come with me now, and stay. And in my drowsy langour drive
 sense of toll away. O dreams of longing answered.; let
 thy influence sensuous flow Through the by-ways of desire: real
 ity's pains must go. My dreamland visions sooth me;
 peace a watch-o'er me doth keep; Night spirit. stay; wake thou me not;
 0 Morpheus. let me sleep. O Night. love thee, love thee well,
 Thou art Natures sweetest side; I care not for the brazen day,
 So long. with me abide. 1 love thy silence. and thy darkness, 9 Love thy voice. and sylvan sigh. But thou wilt vanish with the star
 dust
 In its path across the sky.
 HI. V.
 The way for the foregoing was paved by the writer's explanation as follows:
 To the Editor of The Republican, I enclose herewith some lines which I have graced with the title Valley Nights and which. if you have space for them and are not fearful uf dcpreciating your sukscrip- tion list. would be glad to have you publish A friend of mine suggested that call them Nightmares if I ueSHtu d ItdllN dpplopf iti,S tili'' soy . ing that when threw a fit I ought to be frank about it, and not try to side-track the issue.
 Let me throw in sidewise a testi- monial as to Arizona's wonderful climate When came here a few years ago I had spasm similar to the enclosed every little while: three or four years ago 1 had bad spell. and every one thought l was hope less case: your paper printed six of my brain-storms within few months. However. gradually re- covered. But that friend of mine previously spoke of told me had lost the art: |, l said I would show him MT Editor. help me; brand him as d liar
 I read once that one shouldn't write an editor long letter. as he might think he was expected to make an object of charity out of the unfor- tunate hack or poetaster. couldn't write a long letter if I wanted to. especially after spilling the enclosed all over sheet of paper So ] will close, as my head is empty
 Hoping you are the same, l beg to remain,
 Very truly yours.
 EPILEPSY JONES
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