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About Will Maupin's weekly. (Lincoln, Neb.) 1911-1912 | View Entire Issue (March 24, 1911)
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LINCOLN, NEB., MARCH 24
Tffir LH4FS COME BACK TO NEBRASKA
He had listened to the siren as she sang from further west
Till her music stirred within him and he felt a strange unrest.
So he wandered to Alberta and to Winnipeg, B. C,
Lured along by glowing promise of some fertile acres free.
And he left behind his kindred, and he quit Nebraska land
To grab off some chilblain acres where it snows to beat the
And he froze his toes and fingers, and he starved awhile
Turned his eyes back to Nebraska, and he's safe at home
He had listened to the music of the men with golden bricks
Till he felt he could do better if he turned some newer tricks;
So he wandered up to Puget and to Brownville on the coast,
And he alternated freezing with the hottest kind of roast.
Then he dreamed of old Nebraska and her blooming, fertile
Where the soil laughs into harvest with Dame Nature's richest
Then he turned his face towards her and he took his home
And he's back here in Nebraska and, you bet, he's going to
They may talk of better countries till their throats are parched
But the one that beats Nebraska is upon the Golden Shore.
They may talk of better climate, but Nebraska can't be beat
Till with harps we are parading up the Golden City's street.
They may talk of lands more fertile till they fairly gasp for
But Nebraska has the garden of Old Eden skinned to death.
And the man who leaves Nebraska, thinking better lands to
Needs to pause and brush the cobwebs from the attic of his
THE DUTY OF THE HOUR
Nebraska has Sixteen Million Acres of virgin soil, as fertile as any the sun shines upon. The
duty of the hour is to people these fertile acres with homemakers and state builders.
Nebraska raises a wealth of raw material that is shipped east to be worked up. The duty of the
hour is to build manufacturing plants in Nebraska to finish up Nebraska raw materal.
Nebraska has five counties without a mile of railroad, two with less than ten miles each, and
three with less than thirty miles each. The duty of the hour is to secure more branch railroads for de
veloping this great expanse of territory.
Nebraska has unlimited water power at her command enough to turn the wheels of mammoth
industries. The duty of the hour is to develop this power and harness it to industry's wheels.
Let this be the slogan of loyal Nebraskans: "Two million population in 1920, every man a pro
ducer and every woman a homebuilder!"
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