Show I 1 A e MY GOLDEN W WEST EST J A ae 4 I 1 I 1 cavere were you ever ever in that country where the sunsets are or gold where the mountains heaven point with their crags and cliffs so bold where the canyons in their grandeur and the rivers running by fill all natures face with fairness smiling neath an azure sky in the valleys nestled snugly neath peaks so grim and cold where of yore the redman hunted where the miner searched tor for gold now find a happy people leal and loving native land glad 1 ad to greet you though a stranger with a warm and friendly hand should you wish to tour the country it if its wonders you should see or with loved one build a rooftree roof root tree where for ae happy be go out there beyond the prairie i pierce the mountain ramparts bold plant your teet feet and rear your spirit i where the sunsets are of gold george frazier brest france the writer of the foregoing pretty lines is a utah boy now with the american forces in france ile he sends the verses to his other mother kind they express his 1 tion and yearning for his home people and village the little town of oak ley summit county which rests at the base of the wasatch mountains where the beautiful weber river bursts through its first great gorge on its way to the great salt lake |