To the Golden Land: Sketches of a Trip to Southern California

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W. Scott, 1889 - California, Southern - 101 pages
 

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Page 26 - Representing nothing on God's earth now, And naught in the waters below it, As the pledge of a nation that passed away, Keep it, dear friend, and show it. Show it to those who will lend an ear To the tale this trifle will tell : Of liberty born of a patriot's dream, Of a storm-cradled nation that fell. Too poor to possess the precious ores, And too much of a stranger to borrow ; We issued to-day our promise to pay, And hoped to redeem on the morrow.
Page 80 - Dunsinane," and now a wood Comes toward Dunsinane. Arm, arm, and out! If this which he avouches does appear, There is nor flying hence nor tarrying here. I 'gin to be aweary of the sun And wish the estate o
Page 26 - Twas the best our poor country could do. Keep it ; it tells all our history over, From the birth of the dream to the last ; Modest, and born of the angel Hope, Like our hope of success, "it passed.
Page 26 - Treasurers quaked If a dollar should drop in the till. But the faith that was in us was strong indeed. And our poverty well we discerned ; And these little checks represented the pay That our suffering veterans earned.
Page 89 - I'd like to see where my wife's buried before the tombstone crumbles to pieces. Put yourself in my place for a moment." The conductor shook him off, and the man relapsed into profound melancholy. " I say, conductor," said he, after a long pause, " I've got a note coming due in three months. Can't you fix it so as to rattle along a little ? " "If you come near me again, I'll knock you down ! " snorted the conductor savagely.
Page 26 - Keep it, dear friend, and show it. Show it to those who will lend an ear, To the tale that this paper can tell — Of liberty born of the Patriot's dream, Of a storm-cradled nation that fell.
Page 38 - TO THE WEST ! TO THE WEST ! TO the West ! to the West ! to the land of the free, Where mighty Missouri rolls down to the sea, Where a man is a man, if he's willing to toil, And the humblest may gather the fruits of the soil. Where children are blessings, and he who hath most, Hath aid for his fortune and riches to boast; Where the young may exult, and the aged may rest, Away, far away, to the Land of the West...
Page 26 - And hoped to redeem on the morrow. The days rolled on, and the weeks became years, But our coffers were empty still ; Coin was so scarce the Treasury quaked If a dollar should drop in the till.
Page 38 - To the West, to the West, to the land of the free, Where the mighty Missouri rolls down to the sea; Where a man is a man if he's willing to toil, And the humblest may gather the fruits of the soil...
Page 86 - Conductor growled at him, and the man subsided. "Conductor," said he, after an hour's silence, "Conductor, if the wind isn't dead ahead, I wish you would put on some steam. I'd like to see where my wife is buried before the tombstone crumbles to pieces! Put yourself in my place for a moment!

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