Show TOR OR THE CITY MAN when ono one h ITS hs s boon been born and nurtured in tile the cilles ot of the east and afterwards elects elect 4 to have his being in the west a time in ills hio cosmic development when hen he begets a message it is conceived of western soil and western water it is born of western ideals ideal 4 and hopes and aspirations it is sometimes rough and a trifle woolly around the ed edges but it is nearly always as clean aa th tin air that blows down through the canyons in the present instance it goes something like this in your trip rip to the c cast ast this year oh city min man of tho the east be beguiled by the sim voices that sound along your pathway seeking to divert iou from the main issue of seeing the greatest fair there aro are things in the west that y you ou drean dream drea n not of things that you should see and know before you return to the narrow confines of your eastern existence should ono one bid you visit the grand canyon of arizona and tile purple distances of bouthern ou thern utah heed him oil oh city mar of the east for your eyes have never yet behold beheld so groat great a spectacle nor will your soul breathe out its fullest scope until you have journeyed through these weird mysterious mountains and strod upon the brink of the world where god has drawn the line between life terri temporal voral and life everlasting to your heart wo we would appeal oil oh city man alan of the east for we far it needs cleansing give us but a week to lead you through our blooming orchards across our rolling mesas and down our echoing canyons where the rivers run white whit and we will take an option on your future life pledged to redeem it from the devil come with us from the city by the lake through the gardens of utah county could it be now you would be lost in the maze of drifting petals whon when the blue haze is on the wasatch Wo satch come again arid and the che ruddy fruit will smile at you from every wayside way u de come with us through the levan meadows of juab where the sprouting grain carpets tile the world with grcen gicca and the larks make merry with the lawn dawn come through the valleys of the beaver the Pa rowan the cedar and the lie virgin come with bour eyes to sea and your ears to hear where the cows stand knee deep in plenty and mammon is at last about to open his treasures treasure of gold and silver copper lead iron and enal coal come through the sculptured hills of dixie where become the fancied altars of your thanks come to the mighty chasm of these ancient rivers where vanity evaporates in the desert air and the ego shrivels to its just proportion with the in finite stand w with i th us but bu I 1 a momen moment t where ate shadows deepen and listen to the noiseless noise dolse tf if another world go then back to your potty petty concerns to your strafes fes and your hatreds hat reds perhaps you will not find them home there Is just a chance cance they will I 1 have floated floate daway away on tile the air currents of the colorado |