Show e THE DREAM OF THE UTE f By George S Stewart I An old Ute st stood od on the banks of Duchesne L. L V With th a n deep frown frO on n his brow brow- V f Ke K jj e Ie gazed at the cottages around o on i y t w the w white w the the plow r r te e th thought of the days of long ag ago ago 1 red 1 df fancied anCle dh he h heard the 1 e ar w war warSaw r cr cry cry- I 1 Saw aw th the tho s smoke oke as it lt curled from the thet c. c g. g J Y J Pitched itched itch d round in a grove near by i t i r. r 1 f I Ic He a c thought of the da days ys he rode a away way j I f scalps he u used sed to wear r CH I. I 7 rr r i Mme in that were covered with locks of gray gr gray y r tJ l nd nd some o c with long silken hair r i s Of If th 2 buffalo he used to ch chase lse dud And kill with and I arrow bow r. r l rr f i x f t fights fights' he had with that accursed t i 1 Who Vho l laid id his comrades low t V. V t tiC Fie e e bowed his head and long he dream dreamed d Of 01 a an nn Indr dear deal As 8 the years went cantering cantering on it seemed A r 1 at she was yet lingering I near ear L t. t Twice twenty snows have pa passed sled v ir F t t I. I i i 1 vice ce twenty years vears have fled f 1 i. L it Ol i II 13 l hair air has ha t turned from to g o raven laen gray gr Y 1 J. I she's h b. b been raid d th t. t Ac Jl 1 ice S es 1 th the e d dead ea d r r. r J j. j L r In ii- ii fancy again he lie hears now I The e war song l fierce and wild Ita t echoes fr from the from the misty y years ars r-i r I 1 t he was but K 11 c 1 1 ea was a a child achild t r 7 J 1 f om once Cro Crol l g back 1 u pen I fP 11 i J 1 i J Yi j r L' L r e wg Savage gc faces wa war pa paint nt 1 lined lined me d tT t-tT 1 Again comes to his Ius view r 1 j 3 t Scenes of the hunt the antlered buck buck- r The feathered arrows arrow's flight Thanks Thanks to the Gods that gave gave him luck for the feast at r I-r j night 1 Just then an auto buzzed by on on its way J And Arid Aroused roused hi him with a start t 14 His dreams df a e banished forever ann an an aye r il If i. f V The friends dear to his heart V t Have to the l gone happy hunting grounds r c Across L' L that mystic river nver l I r J x r The waves o of time with warring warring sou sound 1 V i z Will ViII settle over their haunts forever ver Vi |