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AMERICAN FORESTRY 



The Lure of the Black Hills 



Earl Emmons The 



SYLVAN LAKE IN THE BLACK HILLS 

 Shimmering jewel, as crystal clear. 



Clearer, methinks, than an Angel's tear 

 Held in a setting of peak and pine 



Wrought by the hand of the Great Divine. 

 Deep as the love in a woman's eyes. 

 Mirror of Nature serene it lies 

 Flashing reflection of hill and brake 

 Gem of the Black Hills Sylvan Lake. 



THE WONDER OF THE BLACK HILLS 

 Oh pa-ha-sa-pa, God was doubly kind 



When you He made, with all your wondrous charms; 

 Your tov/ring peaks with bounding plain behind, 



Your sparkling streams whose far outreaching arms 

 Embrace a wealth of beauty vast and rare, 



Of rugged canyons, gushing streams and rills, 

 'Neath azure skies and sweetly scented air 



A Nature's Paradise the Great Black Hills. 



HARNEY PEAK OBSERVATORY 7240 FEET HIGH 



Lord of the heights and the circling space. 

 Monarch of peaks and the distant plain; 



Lifting a lofty and rugged face 

 High over all in a calm disdain. 



Holding a vision of four fair states. 



Scorning the gale and the lightning streak; 



Gazing serene into Heaven's gates 

 Crown of the Black Hills Harney Peak. 



