Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1922-09-13
THE SWEETEST MESSAGE.


SO tender, fun of rest
1t is the Christ our Master. Lord,
Whose message is the best
Suffer the children to come unto Me,
For of such is the Kingdom of heaven"
/ love the agrant little mower
That blooms SO prettily.
And everywhere lifts up its head
Saying, God cares for me-
/ love the messages that come
From bible church, and friends;
But no word ever spoken yet
Surpasses this He sends
Suffer the children to come unto Me,
For of such is the kingdom of heaven
Sometimes l hear my Masters voice
Through loneliness and pain
Take up thy cross, and follow me-"
Suffer, and thou shalt reign
And in that hour when strength would
fail,
He comforts with His hand,
And as l listen, l can hear
This word l understand
suffer the children to come unto Me,
For of such is the kingdom of heaven"
Dear M. b. FRIENDS.
The above poem was written by
Rev. George Brookes, while he was
in the Hurley hospital few months
ago, and he kindly sent it to me for
the column, saying, The lines We're
recited at our Children's day eXer-
cises. Other schools might like to
use it some time" l am sure many
will be pleased to have it printed.
Thanks for the copy, and welcome to
a new M. B.
Dear Aunt Madge and NJ. b. Friends:
In my present home across the con-
tinent, The Ellsworth American is
welcome visitor. Although week old
when it reaches me, l am glad to read
every word, and the NJ. b. column is
just as dear as in the years OF its in
fancy and l personally knew quite
number of it's family.
Reading the column of July 20,
found my name mentioned by Aunt
Madge l assure you ] was glad to be
remembered, and will send you a brief
description of my trip by the Southern
Pacific route.
Leaving Boston South station July
IL, VIC iouc al oos' iiot' N''sS "'''
crowded. and reached Washington. u.
c., in the early evening. The station
is the finest equipped for convenience
and comfort of any station I have ever
seen. Plenty of room, and hot water,
which is SO much appreciated after
days travel. After cleaning up, and
having a lunch, l had little time to
look around. Aside from the grandeur
of the station, all l can remember is
the colored people. They seemed
everywhere present" Having seen
but very few in my life, they were a
curiosity.
July II found us in North Carolina
Soil red as brick, narrow roads. and
more darkies. mule teams, fields of the
tobacco, houses all set up on posts. are
some of the things l well remember.
South Carolina did not interest me at
ALL We stopped about thirty minutes
at Atlanta, Ga, TOO hot to any
more than get lunch and some fruit,
| which was not nearly as good as that
| we got in Ellsworth.
| New Orleans was the next stop. 1t
| rained hard while we were there.
| got some cards and wrote line to
| friends back home" The railroad
| strike was the general topic. Was
really glad to start on We soon
| crossed the Mississippi river. 1t was
| very warm through louisiana Some
| of our party stayed up to get out at
| Houston, but l did not. The days ride
| through Texas was hot and uninterest-
| ing. We passed Ell Paso and the Rio
| Grande in the night. 1t was still hot
Jan
| ice were in great demand At
| Yuma, which is called the hottest place
| in the United States, short stop was
| made, On an eating house near the
| station, in large letters, were these
| words, Free meals every day the sun
| doesn't shine" Here the Indian
women We're out with their beaded
| purses and necklaces for sale.
Soon the Colorado river was crossed
| and we We're in the Golden state.
| was getting tired. and the wonderful
| cactus, mountains and desert did not
| appeal to me. 1t made me homesick to
| look at them. | was glad to get into
the Imperial valley and the vine
| yards and fruit trees. We reached Los
| Angeles late in the evening. greater
| part of those in the tourist car got off
here 1t seemed like parting with dear
friends when they left.
The next morning we were in love-
| ly country-up through Santa Clara
| and San Jose. We We're met by a
| friend at San Mater, twenty-five miles
this side of San Francisco. Here il
| was cold. and the coat l had bothered
with all the way proved to be bless
| ing. 1t seemed strange to see the
ladies with coats and furs on. Tht
auto ride to San Francisco was much
enjoyed, but it seemed good to get into
a home and have a good cleanup aftel
nearly seven days on the train.
Saturday morning. July %, was COLI