Evening capital. [volume] (Annapolis, Md.) 1922-1981, 1922-10-06

lhIP tAttH gsoUt
GOD made Heaven and earth in six
~ days and placed the seal of His
supreme approval upon Maryland |
When he had finished the job He took
a days rest. On the eighth day of
creation, when He looked upon that
which He had done. He saw that il
was good. but upon Maryland and the
heart OF Maryland the light of His
countenance did rest. Under the pro-
lection of His gracious favor she has
smiled in happiness and plenty and
peace, and we who are born OF her
soil make grateful reply: ScRto bonGeI
polantatis tdue coronoSti nos with
the shield of thy good will thou hast
crowned u.s..
And so was the conception of Mary
land. major part of the creative
plan, to be named and set apart By
those who. in His appointed time. the
Master Builder was to send upon her
shores as His diyinely appointed
craftsmen TO be dedicated to the cause
VI AtOCl oO was II
aforetime when the morning stars
sang together. when angels proclaim
ed the Son of Man on wild Judea's
slver-mant!ed plains and fishermen
strung their nets on deep Gallee. that
in the very here was TO be the Prom
ised Land; that that which the
troubled children OF Isreal looked
upon when they came up ont OF Egypt
was but wrongly focased picture Of
a brain-tired people; that all but the
memory of Eden, Gods purpose there
accomplished, was 10 fade and vanish
like the baseless fabric of vision,
and. that the land which was to bear
the soul-soothing name OF Maryland
was to be the end of the rainbow
where the treasure lay hid. the queen
~ gem in setting so wondrous, the
crown Jewel in the kingly diadem. the
elect among her sisters.
WHAT OF her realm, what OF her
w heritage, would she exchange
with any of them, even unto the great
est, which they might give? What son
OF Maryland by fate, or caprice, or
circumstance, compelled to leave her
soil and skies. could truthfully an
swer the searchings of his heart and
say that he had found in the home of
his adoption that which the land Of
his birth had held for him.. TO whose
eyes the heart would not mount in
dow if at some unexpected moment
there were. on the friendly wings of
the wind, waited from afar unto his
homesick soul Maryland, My, Mary
land? Who would not in very truth
know that in Maryland it is to live
anywhere else but to do time? Where
will you. all in all, match that which
she has? Whittier would your quest
lay? Would it be in the far-strctch-
ing plains and fertile soils, with its
new civilization, of the Middle West?
TO what good? Or in the Far West.
because OF its mind-staggering seen
cry, its golden fruits, its wealth of
forest, and of mine? Would it be to
the North. where other OF our ma
tional greatness lies. with its AFRO
CANT splendor and boast OF wealth
and opportunity? Would it be to aer
sisters of the South to whom our first
love goes? Where loyal hearts and
true respond unto her own? What
could they give, even unto their best,
Cor the least of hers, if it meant to
barter away any OF the heritage.
which was ordained for her. when the
earth was without form and void, and
darkness was upon the face of the
waters
We have them ALL Fertile fields
and wealth of product. fruits that
have taken first prize in countrywide
competition. Our cattle on a thous-
and hills, our forest and mill and
mine and factory our great institu-
tons of learning. hospitals and asy-
lums of worldwide fame, to comfort
the tortured body and to minister to
the mind diseased: our roads surpass-
ing those of any State in the country:
our noble Chesapeake, with its water
front of more than 500 miles and so
navigable streams paying their trib-
ute to it. all of SURPRISING scenic
beauty, grandeur and wealth; our
men and women OF breadth of thought
and depth of heart; our happy homes
and wholesome home life. This is
Maryland
If thou wouldst view fair Melrose
Alright,
Go visit it by the pale moonlight.
II you who do not know and who not
4 knowing doubt would viemfair Mary
land Alright. by Whatever light, the
charm is heightened No need to wait
for the pale moonlight. for thou. o.
Maryland hast all seasons and all times
and all lights Tor thine own, Come
and visit il by any light Moonlight
Or sunlight Oh her fair, fertile valleys.