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. Book of the Royal blue . AUTUMN IN THE BLUE RIDGE Autumn in the Blue Ridge By ESTHER JACKSON WIRGMAN Field after field of golden grain Sways lightly to the summer breeze;The corn is ripening on the plain, Its well-filled ears the farmer tiny bird, the hunters prey. Calls Bob White down behind the mighty fields of clover gay The bees are finding honey sweet. The ridge that through the county rears Its noble mountains, clad in green,When viewed afar as blue appears As the clear sky above the scene;And all the valleys, plains and hills, Where generous harvests ripening blow,Are
. Book of the Royal blue . AUTUMN IN THE BLUE RIDGE Autumn in the Blue Ridge By ESTHER JACKSON WIRGMAN Field after field of golden grain Sways lightly to the summer breeze;The corn is ripening on the plain, Its well-filled ears the farmer tiny bird, the hunters prey. Calls Bob White down behind the mighty fields of clover gay The bees are finding honey sweet. The ridge that through the county rears Its noble mountains, clad in green,When viewed afar as blue appears As the clear sky above the scene;And all the valleys, plains and hills, Where generous harvests ripening blow,Are watered by the leaping rills That to the swift Potomac flow. While all along these highways fair Stand big, red barns, near charming homes,And busy townships everywhere, With railroads through the county bright amidst this rural scene, As precious gem in purest gold,Stands Hagerstown, the countys queen, And so—the tale is told. The Martyr Spy—Capt. Nathan Hale By CHARLES L. SHIPLEY. ONLY regret that I havebut one life to give to mycountry. These undy-ing words were uttered onthe beautiful Sabbathmorning of September 22,1776, by Capt. NathanHale, a youth of twenty-one years, as hewas about to be launched into eternity forserving his country in the capacity of a writer has said: Could the epitomeof true patriotism be summed up in a grandersense. As he stood, brave and firm, withthe noose about his neck, which would sendhim into eternity, these words were spokenby one of the most courageous men whohelped to build or uphold this gloriousnation—Nathan Hale. Captured within the enemys lines, be-trayed by a Tory relative, he was about tobe executed as a spy. And when the fatalword was given and the rope was stretched,no truer heart ever ceased to beat. So very brief and quiet was the life ofyoung Hale that this great and tragic eventof his life stands out with double promi-nence. Born at Coventry, Conn., abouttwenty miles from Hartford, on June 6,1755, he was th
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