. Book of song poems. The rivers and falls make their display. 57 Now we visit the Canadian Country With its prairies, valleys and plains,Theres its forests, lakes and rivers,And the wonderful mountain chains. Now we visit the Canadian Country,Theres the oceans, gulfs and bays. And the beauties there of Nature;There the corn and wheat they raise. Now we visit the Canadian Country, To the Northern lands we go;There the minerals, marbles and limestone. The many wild animals and Eskimo. Now we visit the Canadian Country And the Arctic regions of we must leave this healthful clime— O coul
. Book of song poems. The rivers and falls make their display. 57 Now we visit the Canadian Country With its prairies, valleys and plains,Theres its forests, lakes and rivers,And the wonderful mountain chains. Now we visit the Canadian Country,Theres the oceans, gulfs and bays. And the beauties there of Nature;There the corn and wheat they raise. Now we visit the Canadian Country, To the Northern lands we go;There the minerals, marbles and limestone. The many wild animals and Eskimo. Now we visit the Canadian Country And the Arctic regions of we must leave this healthful clime— O could we pen Natures stories told! THROUGH OREGON. VE are traveling through Oregon,Where the trains so swiftly run;But youve got to have the *mon,While you go, while you go. Heres the cedars and the eagle, duck and goose,And wild animals running you go, while you go. Heres the corn, oats and and cherries and berries sweet,And turnips, onions and the beet,While you go, while you go. 5S. o ho(D o oo o I- -o o en nii *- rH in S oo U 25 Si m OoCI® I Here is the snow-capped peak,Many falls pouring oer the rocky steepAnd are hid in the forest deep,While you go, while you go. Here the gold and silver abound,And other minerals are saw and shingle mills we go, while we go. Now the ocean tide we reach,And were camping on the beach,And the oysters we can reach,While we stay, while we stay. August, 1905. THE Wn^LAMETTE RIVER. WELL sing of the Willamette River,Where its clear waters flow;Well sing of its beauties over its bosom we row. Well sing of the Willamette River,Of its sparkling waters so grand; Among its fragrants there so clever,See its waters like a silvery band. Well sing of the Willamette, Of its waters pouring over the falls. All its wonders well neer forget:Along its banks the mountain walls. Well sing of the WillametteAs it rolls on to meet the tide. Its springs and streams we remember yet:.All these scenes are
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