Show dove creek by dan B hunter MOTHERS DAY dove creek celebrated celeb raed mothers day in a most befit befitting thi g manner from frozen mountain peaks peak and omber solemn dorcsis sis front thundering ring herds end nd de fl flowers ers flom gog go acom cou t class from unseen stars and wa n g winds come of the ETERNAL c ces e singing GOD who looks down upon ahe ihs daughters of men blessing them for commemorating mothers day it is but a step in the measurement su rement of time from confucius to christ confucius dying words were son behold thy mother listen unto the words of christ then mayeth he to the disciple behold thy mother blond germans from tha dirk dark forests of the north tattooed savages from tripoli poli religious egyptian zealots zealous with shaven heads oriental princes wih shining uniforms and christian missionaries mission ties ries ALL sing the praise of mother from the frozen arctic circle to Pat agonias barren wastes from Green lands icy glaciers to aari cas golden strands mother love is s preme supreme F from dizzy na h s to the pleasant vales of s us tron from tro n gabral ats as narrow strait across the blue waters of the mediterranean from aus oralias tr alias kangaroo haunts to the amazon mothers sweet lullaby sones are heard Vite wherever rever the cry of human need is heard where famine wa war r pestilence misery want and woe stalks abroad you will find mother there to administer unto those who suffer and to love those who are brokenhearted broken hearted our very good friend blake of monticello dropped in the other day to say hello we are always glad to have a chat with mr blake when we meet I 1 am reminded of the editor of the san juan record of days which have passed reminded of the time when I 1 first came into this country and acted as correspondent to his paper only a short time now until fishermen will be smelling wo wood od smoke coffee bacon and the clean fresh odor of pinion pine as they toast their frostbitten frost bitten toes beside the ashes of a dying fire whatever tragedies life may have known whatever sins man may have committed will soon be forgotten when these anglers recline upon some rounded stone or ragged boulder in order to catch a glimpse of a rainbow trout which is too elusive for the angling arts of men As the sun crept up warm on a mans back clearing away the haze from the blue hills and showing the high peaks with their uplifted heads a bunch of sucker fishermen footed through the winding pass leading downward toward the dolores river I 1 watched them with an anxious er r longing as they went flut okd B 4 down the western slopes 1 bied for a gap in the range leading downward into the silvery waters below |