Albuquerque morning journal. [volume] (Albuquerque, N.M.) 1903-1926, 1921-06-10
PHILADELPHIA
PAPERS PRINT
POEMS Of N. NJ.
"The Santa Fe Trail" and
Other Verse by Joseph
R. Wilson, Appear in the
Bulletin and Record.

are given prominence in two Phil
.adelphia papers, the Evening Bull
lctin aud the Philadelphia Record,
of this week.
Joseph r. Wilson, Philadelphia
lawyer, who with his family made
his home in Albuquerque for more
than a year, has had published N
a small brochure The Santa re
Trail" and other poems, both OF
New Mexico and of the east.
Both THE Santa Fee Trail ana
THE Blind Beggar of Albuquer-
que" first appeared in the Morn
ing Journal, through Mr.. wilson $
courtesy. The Evening Bulletin or
June l says:
The Santa Fee Trail, source OF
many tales of blood-stirring ad-
venture continues to grip the fancy
of eastern as we'll as western bred
men. Joseph r. Wilson, widely
knowns in legal and newspaper cir
cles of this city, is one for whom
the appeal of the prairie schoon-
err" the hardy settler and maraud-
ing Indian still abides. Mr.. Will
son uses the name of the famous
trail as a title for q number OF
spirited poems from his pen. a
part time resident of New Mexico,
there is a touch of actual contact
with the once famous highway Oh
the great southwest in the lines;
There are ghosts upon the trail,
The myriads that trod it.
And they pass without salute
In a never ending line,
In wagon and on horseback;
Some going west, some eastward.
Strange spectres in the moonlight,
Brave men and noble women,
Young girls and little children,
All long ago forgotten"
The personal touch is further in
evidence in Sunrise in Albuquer-
que;
Sweet was the air that in my case
ment swept,
And in the court below a fountain
leapt,
Which on the harp of life sweet
llIuGlC llldut'
And soothed me in my slumbers as
it played.
The songs of gentle rain of wood
land stream,
Entranced me nightly in muir
uring dream"
There are times when Mr.. Will
sons muse wanders from the "tralP'
of grim memories, for example:
kisses sweet behind the door
She was three and / was four;
Kisses still are sweet to me,
Though she now is fifty-three'
"Kisses sweet behind the door
! was three and he was four;
Kisses still are sweet to me,
Though he is more than fifty
three"
Incidentally the lawyer-poet pays
lyrical tribute to pennsylvania,
his alma mater:
81 see thee. dear old Penn in sill
houette,
Far back along the road on which
came, ...... ..to
Ana memories fragrant as tie WIZ
Are interviewer with thine hon
ored name.
"Tve thrilled at Harvard and at
good old Yale
PROUD nave l peeh u meet '''o''
doughty mem 49,.
But III tne "orid ''eie JUST o'0
nightihsale ,s
My Anna mater my o"" no'io'e e"
rem NJ, On.
ana the hecoru vi way 49,
Ihose VINO nave tedo the poems
occasionally puplsheo III Iue prs, ,e,,
OF the country ny Jooepl N. WI
son VIII be gao OF the oppuI,ullitLS
70 procure 'heH III inns newly -puu,
llshed Foluthe: lnose Wl'o are SUI. SUI,
strangers 10 Mr. wilson verse VIII
De glad IL mas peen nrous'.l to .ileli
attention IN such aIIrdc'iVe LOT M
In TINS volume are preSehteo tilS
poem Whlch furnishes the tl',e an"
many others on various SUBJECTS,
including Ihe Bnnd Besgar OF
Albuquerque, lie VINO oits III tne
Gloom, Anna mater fehllsSl.
Nanla. Ihe DEAN OF tne host VI
the Jolly swan, ana dreams,
Mr.. wilson, VINO Is a mehoer Oh
the bar OF PennsyiVahla ana New
Mexico, has spent many years IN
the southwest, ana ne mas felt the
romance and the Tragedy as wen
as the humor OF mat region. ne
has studied the santa re iran IN
its every aspect; and he mas IN ms
poem reflected the very soul OF