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Show 4; Mi r hi By 'ELMO -SCOTT.. WAT80N - She came to rock the cradle or & new empire. Adventure calls to men, but duty tummona women. And bo, when the time was ripe to breed new atari (or the flag-, she set forth -from ; Main j and Ohio , and Klllarney's loveliness and her Swedish Tillage and her fjord home to mother the wilderness. Only God and she knows the fullness of her siring: sir-ing: to the young Northwest She lived in sod houses and hay-roofed huts, with the newest neighbor often a day's trudge " away. She had no decencies. She did not even know the luxury of floor or fireplace. Her meal was ground In a hand mill and her baiting range was a makeshift make-shift oven In the Brd. She helped In the fields at the plowing and the sowing, and she helped to scythe the crop and bind the sheaves. She watered stock and spun and knitted and tailored. She made a garden and preserved the winter food, milked her cows and nursed her children. chil-dren. The sleepy-eyad sun found her already at . her tasks, and the midmoon heard her croon the baby to rest. Her "beauty Bleep" began at ten and ended at four. Year in and year out she never had an orange, or-ange, a box of sweets or a gift of remembrance She fought drought and dearth and savages and savage loneliness, her "Sunday bests" were calico and linsey woolsey. She grew old at the rate of twenty-four months a year at the grubbing ho and the washtub and the churn. She bore her bairns alone and burled them on the frozen prairies. But she asked . no pity for her broken arches.-her arches.-her aching back, her poor, gnarled hands. Or for the wistful memories of a fairer youth In sweeter land. She gave America the' great Northwest, and was too proud to quibble at the cost of the stalwart eons to whom she willed it-She it-She mothered MEN! ' ' . ' (Li ' J&L'&a ' . :'cnnv i imaessa 1 Jin zr p nm. w:i i&.'ii m mjt'h 1 Ira Jm h' , j. |