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About Will Maupin's weekly. (Lincoln, Neb.) 1911-1912 | View Entire Issue (May 26, 1911)
madam, that we had the ability and could take the time and space to tell you a few of the good things that might truth fully be told of Nebraska, but our mind falters and our sometimes-trechant type writer clogs when we attempt the task. The best we can do is to turn to Holy Writ -than which there is no better thing to which one may turn in any time, of tiouhle or of stress and quote: "Nathaniel saith unto him, Can any good thing come out of 'Nazareth? Phil lip saith unto him, Come and see!" 1 That's the best answer we can give to anyone who asks about Nebraska. Come any time spring, summer, aut umn or winter. And when you come, come prepared to stay, for those who come and look Nebraska over, carefully and honestly, always remain with us, and always became Nebraska boosters. LIVING I N N E A A s3 1 1 I 1 Written By Will M. Maupin i is i n i I H arc O, the glories of Nebraska! With her fields of waving grain; With their promises of plenty 'neath the summer sun and rain. Rippling wheat fast turning yellow for the harvest soon to be: Rustling cornblades in the breezes making sweet est melody: Billowed fields of scented clover curing 'neath the skies of blue: Sunny slopes, and shaded valleys with the clear streams rippling through Over all is peace and comfort, hot a trace of sor row's pall, And to live in Old Nebraska is the greatest joy of all! O, the glories of Nebraska! Far abroad her stores are spread: From the measure of her harvests are the distant nations fed. Here within her wide dominions, wrought from stretch of desert lands, Is the greatest work of progress ever wrought by human hands; Here, within a generation, we have builded, strong and great, On a deep and sure foundation, a progressive, happy state. And at even, resting, list'ning to the children's laughing call Say, just living in Nebraska is the greatest joy of all! O, the glories of Nebraska! Like an Eden Garden spread: Filled with nature's fruits and flowers, and a blue sky overhead. Like that "Land of Milk and Honey", that the Israelitish spies Said spread out across old Jordan to delight their wond' ring eyes: Like old Caanan seen by Moses as he viewed the landscape o'er, With that country's richest treasures laid before him and some more. O, there's lots of joy in living where the streams of plenty flow, And to live in old Nebraska is the greatest man may know! O, the glories of Nebraska! Sing her praises full and free! Wondrous past that's but the promise of the great ness yet to be; Pouring forth her wealth of products as from Plenty's Golden Horn, Filling all the world's storehouses with her crops of wheat and corn. Spread between the mighty river and the moun tains of the west, Fairest land in all creation, by the God of Bounty blest. And from rose of early dawning till the long, gray shadows fall Just to live in Old Nebraska is the greatest joy of all. ... 8 Is m ma 11 Mill I to kY1