Show BUT ITS HARD TO CONVINCE THE EAST the old west with its and tinsel johas passed away this is the new the modern west tile the west at sixty five miles an hour without a stopover stop over that whistles only at crossings and beats the sun to the pacific every afternoon in the year the new west has and tinsel too but of another holler holier sort tj the lie new west drives the he automobile where the old west drove the stagecoach and the light that reflected from the rifle barrel in the hands of the man mail who rode the pony express now marks the geometric lines of the compartment observation n car t the he interurban inte ruban limited and the trappings of the jogging equestrian of the rural mail delivery those sounds you hear are not the war whoops of the savage nor the cry of the cougar they are thes the shouts bouts of the foreman in the foundry the boom of the noon whistle truly the wilderness has been rudely awakened the westerner |