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I 'Mui represeniacives irom seven
—I j| states. The eight Mars Hill con-
I were; Mary Stone, Evelyn
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rne speaker’s stand hung a huge
map of Treasure Island, showing
the route which led to the hidden
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Here on a l.ill, „ne has a haleony seat i„ God’s art
gallery. Some of the pictures arc H)
ar away and fade
into the paling I,Inc of the mountains’ edges and
some are close, crowding tlic walls of one’s heart.
And 1 think as 1 sit here ... 1 shall never cease to
love the earth’s spring coat of patchwork — deej)
golden greens, rich hrown-reds, and purplc-tintcd
distant fields, dark hluc shadows on the whitc-
rimmed mountains, and sudden scarlet flowers at
one s feet, flic hliic sky is pierced with iieedle-
jiointed sliafts of white and the clouds are like
strands of floss caught on jiale-hliic silk. One secs
the filigree of tree-tops in lingered autumn gold
against a mottled sky.
And the pure hcanty of tlic less delicate, riiggcdly
lovcly things like gnarled pines and red-clay ditches
and liillowing stretches of sage grass, comes with a
rush of love to my heart, hinding it forever to the
niouiitaiiis.
-By Betty Stinnett.