Front matter
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THE MOUNTAIN
I hold above a careless land The menace of the skies; Within the hollow of my hand The sleeping tempest lies. Mine are the promise of the morn, The triumph of the day; And parting sunset's beams forlorn Upon my heights delay. —Edward Sydney Tylee

COPYRIGHT DR. U. M. LAUMAN
Dawn on Spirit Lake, north side of Mt. St. Helens.
"Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops." Shakespeare.