Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1923-03-29

Worshiping God in His holy temple, with naught
between the Worshipers and His blue heaven. And
II the refulgent sun seems in some sort god to
you, fear not that it is dsloyaty to the true God
1t is but the instinct Of prehistoric ages working
in you And He will not be offended.
And If you be in New York city and the lure
works you, make you way to Central park very
early Easter morning For there on the Mall shall
you find great concourse of feloW-worshipers to
whom the lure equally strong. Who will lead
the worship do not know, except that it will be
some worthy leader. Last Easter morn he was the
Rt. Rev. Herbert Shipman, suffragan bishop of the
Protestant Episcopal diocese, former army chap
lain.
Now does the lover of Mother Nature.
Up in the mountains, high in the Rockies,
Seeing MOVING tttg blue ed in the a7pens
Say to his comrade: 10, the first bluebrdi
Spring is upon us-spring time, with Easter.
Winter is ended. Jesus is risen
Let go worship where shows the cross
High on the mountain, Holy Cross Mountain.
This Easter few hardy spirits, able-bodied and
In love with the outof-doors, will worship on the
slope of the Mount of the Holy Cross in the Col
orado Rockies Around them will be stream and
lake and forest and natural scenery unsurpassed
And above them, boldly drawn in everlasting snow
against the naked granite of the great peak will be
the Holy Cross in glistening white.
Next Easter morn there will be many more wor-
slippers and thereafter the number will yearly in
crease For under the Holy Cross on the slope of
the mountain has been established devotional
center in the form of a camp. Thousands have
come under the spell of the mountains giant cross
and thousands have asked for this devotional camp.
So it is being established and developed, for the
benefit of ALL Both Protestants and Roman Cath
olics are interested. All invited to come and
worship at a shrine with, as John Masefeld says,
beauty perfect, ripe, complete,
That arts hand could only smutch
And Natures self not better much.
Dr. johnson wrote that the mountains
much hopeless sterility dismissed by nature from
her care" But DR.. Johnson was wrong. Ali the
world loves the mountains-or would, If 1t knew
the mountains. And they are indeed lovely in the
spring. Wherever there Is water there are aspens
and their tender green is charmngly offset by the
darker green Of the evergreens. Light and dis
lance paint the scene with the gorgeousness of
painters palette. Distance turns the greens into
lilac mauve blue and indigo. Gorges deep and
dark, take on purple shades The shadows cast by
moving clouds make fascinating changes in the
color scheme The sunset skies startling in
their crimsons and COLDS. And dawn in the noun
tains is thing of beauty and therefore Joy for
ever The naked granite Of the high peaks bushes
ruby red under the first rays Of the and If a
Deak is snow-crowned the beauty is enhanced. AS
the shadows lengthen or shorten the forested
slopes there is an eyer-changing play Of color.
Yes; DR. Johnson was wrong AS John G. Van
Dyke says in 'gThe Mountain" Mountains are the
spots where we get once more back to natures
heart after lifetime spent in the dreary Londons
of the world"
The Mount of the Holy Cross (1397s) is world
famous because of its cross of snow that forms the
crowning touch of its majestic beauty. The up
right Of the cross measures about 1900 feet and
the beam about 200 feet It's snow is everlasting
and may be seen for many mile The mountain
itself can be seen a clear day from Longs peak,
a hundred miles to the north.
Holy Cross gives it's name to the HOLY Cross
National forest, which is under charge of the for