| Show I i A WORLD RECORD RECALLED I Tho Second Anniversary of the Great Race of the Oregon I The vernal equinox was ul handspring hand-spring In all its beauty of opening bud and renewed life was filling the lands = of our Pacific coast with Joy and gladness glad-ness when Ihe harsh and dlscoidant sounds of the I tocsin of war were borne In upon our eaif from faraway Eastern East-ern shores a moment uf suspense and then came the order to the Oregon Make all haste lo round the I Horn and Join the fleet In Cuban waters Ah then und there were hurrying feet and clanking chains and the hiss I nnd roar of escaping steam as the mighty engines labored lo be free and away like the faithful hound tugs at I his chain when he scents the quarry from afar The hour has come the bell strikes I tho time of departure the anchor Is I weighed and amid the huzzas of time assembled populace the stupendous and I massive hull swaying gently to the measured stroke of the pistons glides I I noiselessly forth past the Golden Gate I 10nd begins her run of fiOOO leagues the moat eventful and exciting the I world has ever seen And how the people with baled breath went in Imagination oil that voyage They stood by the side of the swarthy coalhra or in his seth ing dungeon of dust and grime where the flames fairly lic iced the coal from off the shovels they I kept silent vigil I I wllh the lookout on the bridge through the lonely arches of the night Ihev i heard t tho it t ads throb of tin mauhiesj I maehlnerv which hurl la d this monster I 1 of war forward on Its merciful mission of deliverance they beheld the corps of oilers and engineers grooming this vvon the t drotiB steed whose course IH 1 oer would ocean wave even ufo a farrier I groom his faithful horse for the < I1nal they hl tent th or thought of apptd hey SILWOl saxvth lowhung bunk of inurKy cloud that continuous sit earn poured In n from tin funnels that hung In the icai and the sen a score of miles Joining sky I skyOn on she gees nor slackens pae I for sun or rain for olIO or gulf Mild 1 I not thlatnd days give way to tropic heat I i Inir ancient Inciw cotncs In land IIr the nnc moment on th i view then hangs a 1 i In 1111 and o5PS Ithe IC In the dlsta0 The day succeeds the night the night the clay The rhythm of the blades a + they churn the ocean Into l foam thHh l I In the patriotic hart I meet usponse l bents of the bravo nnd hirdy h crew I cast t then HIT south turns prow now north could the millions of straining eyes have seen the stately turrettort I fortress ploughing the turbulent strait what a burst of applause would have i echoed along those barren and desolate I shores I Brave ship I speed oi Thy l limbs are I I strong thy heart beats within thee with i the I force of a huge leviathan lhy rlua I an HUH thy mantled coal uf mall I can I bear tin brunt of a rain of shot and shell Danger which IIIIW ls Imminent I but makes tll < o chaff fr action flu huge uplift of white foam call thy prow Piles higher still 1 find I h 1rn out thy throat nf Iron Pours ai stream ot blade lellaiiee When night her sable mantle j driwx shy hug Hrclllt eye if thrice I HJCCUt andkpower looks forwnul in the gloom if hulf u score of mil rK and fnm I thy tops the faithful lookout sueepH the glass In quest of fr i ieiid ur foe find I when they came not but a message speeds with word of cannon tn bewjux I the Spanish fleet lhy Captain tine I t IliiiRs lUck the unsvcr Oregons nut I afraid of all the Iberian sail I But see From OUL the north appears I with lowfringed shores the queen of I western Isles 1 fair Cuba desolate de I spoiled but full of hope and courage Look up ye wretched ones deliverance I Is at hand Brave Oregon Born on Pacifics I I strand schooled In the fierce tcmpistu OUR oceans of our Western shore thy llrst great victorys son Riave vahint I ere Led by at Captain uf such noiil mold thatlife Itself Is all but saorlllccd I In this heroic race your bold nchlro i sent shall become the theme of poets and of 011 lon Those who have preached I the decline of manhood and do i av of nations must now he stint In i the presence of such dcods of valor I Uh men of fair America Shall heaJs I vniuivored I be and silent prayer ascend l J to him u ho rules the elements and guides the sailor through the storm May not the Oodof mercy send benediction I bene-diction down upon those deathportend ing muzzles whose mission is to extend the sway of Justice and enlarg the realms uf ponce A O CLARK Salt Lake City Utah March 20 1JOO |
