Belding banner. (Belding, Mich.) 1889-1918, 1915-12-29
THINKS TACOMA
WASHINGTON IS
AN IDEAL PLACE
MRS. w. T.. DORMAN TELLS OF
THE BEAUTIFUL SCENES IN
THE MOUNTAINS


THE MOUNTAINS
The Banner is pleased to publish
the following letter from a subscrib-
er in the far west. 1t is self-explana-
tory:
Tacoma, Washington,
December II, 1915.
Editor Belding Banner:
AS read in the Banner the poetry
and article that Mr.. Stocking sent /
too will send a few verses and a de-
scription of our city and mountain
sights. ] will tell you of my trip to
the mountains.
Leaving Tacoma on a morning train
we enjoy most beautiful ride
through farming country, by numer-
Gus small towns, past the new NUM-
cipal Nisqually power plant and enter
the Nisqually Canyon, where we get
most beautiful glimpses of canyon and
river.
Arriving at Ashford we take auto
mobiles for a fourteen-mile ride over
perfect roads, through the most beau
tiful forest in America, to Long
mire Springs, where we enjoy well
come dinner. We then go the Reeves
hotel, where we make our headquar-
ters while we explore the mountains.
From this point as base. we make
trips each day with a competent Off
cial guide to places of interest such
as fSrsqdally Glacier, Reflection Lake,
Pinnacle Peak, Stevens Glacier, Con-
litz Rocks and other places. If one
wishes he may take an automobile
and get to the mountains. He would
then have three hours for sightseeing
and return home by eight or nine
o'clock in the evening, very pleasant
ride.
Poetry of Our City
Livin' in Tacoma, where the dreams
come true,
Mountains always calling to the heart
of you,
People so contented-like, never want
TO move,
Roses in December, cool an nice in
June.
Just the place for strolin' meath the
silvery moon
No need here for kickin, fish on ev-
cry line
Livin, in Tacoma where the dreams
come true,
No place like Tacoma for the soul o
you.
Tacoma is the city,
The Jewel Of the Sound,
So pack you trunk and come along
We want to show you round.
You ought to see the mountains
The handiwork of God,
Where miles and miles of glistening
snow
! No foot has ever trod.
You ought to see our city,
You ought to see the Sound,
You ought to board a steamer
And take a voyage round.
You ought to see our people
And the mode of western life,
So pack the trunk and bring the boys,
The daughter, sister, wife.
You ought to see our wondrous parks,
/ Our flowers and fruits galore;
You ought to see the mighty ships
Come sailing to our shore.
\ You ought to taste the berries,
In Puyallup Valley grand,
! You ought to see the hop fields
That are scattered DER the land.
! You ought to go a-fishing
/ On the lovely Puget Sound,
And you ought to go a-camping
/ Where the wild ducks are found.
/ You ought to see the stadium,
! You ought to see our schools,
! You ought to see our churches,
The lakes, and shining pools.
You ought to see the Festo
With its merry, laughing crowds.
\ You ought to see the lovely homes
/ OF which we are so proud.
Oh, we know you'd like Tacoma,
The Jewel of the West,
OF all the cities on the coast,
Tacoma is the best.
The above is written not, because l
do not want to come back to Belding,
for that is the only place in Michigan
for me. have lived in Belding and
around it since 1874 so / have seen it
grow to the city that it is and then
the dearest friends on earth live in
that dear old silk city.
Yours truly,
Mrs. w. r. Dorman,
Tacoma, Washington.
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