The mystic mid-region, the deserts of the Southwest . Hudson River fromOcean to Source Historical — Legendary — Picturesque. By Edgar MayhewBacon, author of Chronicles of Tarrytown, etc. 8°.With over 100 illustrations. Net $ (By mail, $) No stream in America is so rich in legends and historic associa-tions as the Hudson. From ocean to source every mile of it iscrowded with the reminders of the early explorers, of the Indianwars, of the struggle of the colonies, and of the quaint, peacefulvillage existence along its banks in the early days of the the explorers came, th
The mystic mid-region, the deserts of the Southwest . Hudson River fromOcean to Source Historical — Legendary — Picturesque. By Edgar MayhewBacon, author of Chronicles of Tarrytown, etc. 8°.With over 100 illustrations. Net $ (By mail, $) No stream in America is so rich in legends and historic associa-tions as the Hudson. From ocean to source every mile of it iscrowded with the reminders of the early explorers, of the Indianwars, of the struggle of the colonies, and of the quaint, peacefulvillage existence along its banks in the early days of the the explorers came, the river figured to a great extent in thelegendary history of the Indian tribes of the East. Mr. Bacon iswell equipped for the undertaking of a book of this sort, and thestory he tells is of national interest. The volume is illustrated withviews taken especially for this work and with many rare old printsnow first published in book form. New York —G. P. PutnamS Sons —London t^ c k ; .^.. The Mystic Mid-Region The Deserts of the Southwest ^r~ ByArthur i. Burdick With 54 Illustrations G. P. Putnams Sons New York and London^bc IRiuchcibocher ipiess 1904 303226 Copyright, 1904 BY ARTHUR J. BURDFCK Published, April, 1904 tCbe tknicfsecbocfser press, TleYV ^orli Kingdom of solitude, thou desert vast,The keeper thou of secrets of the past,For what, O Desert, was thy land accursd ?Thy rivers dried, thy fields consumed by thirst ?Thy plains in mute appeal unfruitful lieBeneath a burning, stern, relentless skyThat brings its showers of life-renewing rainUnto the mount, but neer unto the j^lain. What secret guardcst thou, () Desert dread ? What mystery hidest of the ages dead ? Doth some strange treasure lie within thy breast That thou wouldst guard from mans most eager quest ? Or doth there in thy solitude abide Some mystery that Nature fain would hide ? Some secret of the great creative plan Too deep, too awful for the mind of man ? O Desert, with thy hot, consuming
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