The Birmingham age-herald., 1917-09-09
IN AND ouT OF DENYER

IN AND OUT OF DENVER
 TIT would have been impossible for me
 thus to escape into the wilderness = had not mercy found me" through the church. For each Sunday of August I was welcomed to a pulpit and paid
 for filling It, twice in Denver and twice in my parish of long ago in the once famous and always picturesque little city of Creede, down, or up, by the Rio
 Grande.
 Plymouth church, in Denver has a very handsome and attractive Gothic edince in the heart of Capitol Hill, and a pas tor in the person of Dr. Frank T. Bay ley, who has been with them more than quarter of century At the begin ming of that time 1t was feeble force trying to hold the fort almost on the
 eastern edge of population. Today the population center Is close by, and its edge miles away on the plains. Dr. Bay ley is the father of the Rev. Dwight s. BayIey of this city, and is held high in. the love and leadership of his whole denomination. I was happy to see him again after 10 years and to eat pinch of his salt before finally leaving Denver. He inquired what I thought of those Denver people whose names were printed ir the papers, and who would never speak to any German henceforth." Relieving my look of incredulity. he explained that they were those whose names appeared in the funeral notices. Atque vale!
 Death, by the way, had been busy in Denver since I knew the place we'll Among the many that had fallen was the well-known head of the water company, Walter s. Cheeseman, in whose name a
 great park had been dedicated. It looks across the valley of the Platte at more than 200 miles of mountain chain. Slop- f ing upwards to the east, it's head is crowned with an expensive but uncon- vincing Graeco-American structure cre- ated to MT Cheeseman's memory, whence visitors may admire the view. One would have supposed that both memory and | money Upwards of $10O,O0O) could have been more successfully enshrined, but that is heresy in Denver. The site, how ever, is quite unsurpassable, and the landscape artist who charmed a disman- | tied and neglected cemetery into place | of joy and refreshment and vision de- serves praise for those graceful vlsuas | of green turf, those slightly masses of | shrubbery and trees, whence the eyes easily lift themselves to the changefu
 but changeless dim purple line of crag | yOnQer 1n the W0St
 1 And there are others beloved and gone
 who need no such royal sepulchre, noi I the reflected splendor of mountain sun. sets to glorify their resting places. They 1 too, loved Denver, and their memory adorns the city and the vast plains anG the very mountain peaks and sky Of these was one who fared forth the very weel
 of my arrival, a sweet, rare woman who had conquered sickness and deatf long before she died, sister of the lat | Senator Wolcott. Another, far more hum
 ply circumstancerd, mother of a large
 young family, went into the deeper shad l ows the day before I left the city. I
 seems but few months since her wed ding frightened for us wintry day il | the snowy range. Yet it Is 17 years
 l And so with tears and smiles, thu
 days came and went, till presently
 could go and test long unused and rust. skill with a fly. Up to the timber lin,
 we scared, behind a Pegasus whos l sturdy feet elung to rough places won 1 drously. Tn a cabin on the edge of z
 tarn I camped with a gray man wh {! used to be my little baby brother no
 so long ago. It was dark when we ar | rived. for the moon was no longer play ing tag with old Sol, as In her recen youth, and we had much ado to care fo Pegasus & Go. till the morning.
 Then the reward! We were one witt
 the ribs of the earth, one with the sea sons and the winds. Here summer am spring and fall and winter sit cheek b,