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struct reservoirs and irrigation canals to best be judged from the transformation 



enlarge her agricultural area. Certainly that has taken place where only a few 



our country ought not to be behind poor, years ago the lizard reigned almost su- 



old unenterprising Spain in bringing under preme in his realm of burning desert. The 



cultivation her arid fields. Salt Lake platform (Irrigation Congress) recommends 



Tribune. "adequate national legislation reserving 



control of the distribution of water for ir- 



What would be accomplished were the rigation to the respective states and terri- 



national government to undertake the gi- tories. " This should insure prompt action 



gantic work of constructing reservoirs and on any feasible plan that may be brought 



canals on a scale necessary to bring the to the attention of congress. Salt Lake 



entire arid region under cultivation can City News. 



THE RESURRECTION DAY. 

 By Martha Capps OR vpr. 



Blue and cloudlike, in the distance, 



Stretched the Gallilean sea, 

 Tender skies above seemed brooding 



Over some glad prophecy; 

 Reaching out across the future, 



Brightening all the world's dark way. 

 Hope and promise gave their pledges 



On the Resurrection Day. 



From the hills of far Judea 



Swept a tide of joyful song, 

 Rocks and trees caught up the chorus 



As it swelled and rolled along; 

 All the earth laughed out in rapture, 



Flowers blossomed by the way, 

 Even Gethsemane's sad garden 



Bloomed on Resurrection Day. 



Still on Gallilean waters 



Shines the sunlight as of old, 



Still within that sacred garden 



Flowers their fragrant hearts unfold; 



Still from nature's holy places 

 Wandering odors find their way, 



While a rapture pure and subtle 



Thrills through Resurrection Day. 



"Peace be with you," said the Savior, 



And the benediction sweet 

 Floatidg down the breath of ages 



Waits our longing souls to greet; 

 Jesus, while Thy gentle presence 



Lingers yet beside our way, 

 Snines toe glory, still reflected, 



From the Resurrection Day. 



