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city to auother ; it hears tlie liurring of the thousands of automobiles, loaded with 

 joyous companions, along the magnificient Columbia River Highway, with its 

 ever-changing scenic effect. Yes, the mighty Columbia still hears its own dashing, 

 but it hears it in unison and harmonious chorus with the sounds of activity, 

 civilization and commei'ce. where there is still room for happy and contented 

 Lomes in regions of beaiitiful and majestic landscape for millions of people, 

 which will be the riebest operating field of the brain and brawn of the rising 

 generation, the yeomen of our national supremacy. 



Let it be remembered that a happy and prosperous citizenship is the Con- 

 trolling force and reserve power of our government, and all that contributes to 

 the general welfare and happiness of the Citizens strengthens the bulwark of our 

 enduring nationality. 



I feel confident that the welcome homeseekers, like so many before them, will 

 thank their Creator for having selected the grand Commonwealth of Oregon as 

 their home. 



OREGON 



An Eye to See Nature, a Heart to Feel It, and a Resolution 

 That Dares to Follow It 



I love thy rivers, deep and wide, 

 That slowly to the ocean glide 

 And mingle with Pacific's tide, 

 Oregon, dear Oregon ! 



I love thy hüls of deepest green. 

 And flowery vales that lie between 

 Thy wheat fields with their golden sheen, 

 Oregon, fair Oregon I 



I love thy Valleys, broad and fair, 

 With orchards planted everywhere. 

 And fruit whose fragrance fills the air, 

 Oregon, sweet Oregon ! 



I love the mists that slowly rise 

 And veil the blue of morning skies ; 

 I love thy sunset's brilliant dyes, 

 Oregon, bright Oregon ! 



I love thy giant towering trees, 

 That scarcely bend to strongest breeze ; 

 Thy shrubs, the sense of beauty please, 

 Oregon, mild Oregon ! 



I love thy sombre lofty pines ; 

 Thy tender, green luxuriant vines, 

 That round each rugged trunk entwines, 

 Oregon, wild Oregon ! 



Thy verdant plains by rivers' brim, 

 With scattered young trees, straight and slim, 

 Thy purple mountains soft and dim, 

 Oregon, sweet Oregon ! 



I love, I love. Oh ! best of all 

 Thy distant mountains' giant wall, 

 With snow peaks, towering over all, 

 Oregon, grand Oregon ! 



For many centuries they've stood, 

 Through ages long, of storm and flood, 

 They've watched this country, fair and good, 

 Oregon, my Oregon ! 



