Show the old settler my dear san bunners Jua Jun ners though thi ugh a crack in the b brik k of 1 1 the old log fort I 1 peered rt the scene scena and my baby eyes in blank surprise ur prise were opened wondering wonderlin 9 w wi je ie and in ill thal tha world all s range and new the aiutes danced and I 1 sang while back from the hills in I 1 awesome thrills the answer answering ingi echoes rang I 1 I 1 gazed at the turbaned navajo astride of his yellow steea riding riding quirt upraised and ever I 1 bitite intent nt on speed I 1 but that was a long long time ago 0 how the years have alc for tasy who built the ld id buff fort are numbered with the dead the narrow halls and old log logi walls have fallen in decay and never a trace to mark the place the fort has passed away for since the time that thai forinas fort was Nas built an age has come and gone a generation then anbo unborn r n has ailt a new san juan I 1 well for those who live today with plenty at their hand devises and conveniences awaiting gay souls wh skim in luxury on roadways smooth and har 3 content with nothing but an oiled and surfaced boulevard 1 with radio and telephone electric light and heat a frigi claire I 1 for victuals and a carpet for their feet A house with roof to shed the rain rain and walls to stop the cold a doctor with his pellets f fr r the young and for the tha old let them enjoy it to the fu full 1 I 1 they should know all the same the rock from which san juan was hewn the pit from abi which ch it came ALBERT IL LYMAN |