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St. Nicholas Magazine, Rachel Field article 1924
1924]
"CAMP ROOSEVELT-BOY TOWN"
969
organizations maintain completely equipped
purpose is being accomplished, and some-
quarters and send their representatives to
what awed by the bigness and greatness of it
the camp each summer to help in carrying
all, resolved that he would do his part in this
out the very effective program. A group
splendid work by acquainting as many peo-
of prominent public-spirited men provide
ple as he could with Camp Roosevelt, SO that
yearly the funds needed to carry on the
a greater number than ever before might
camping idea-that of "building better
partake of the benefits of its periods of
boys."
training.
"That is what we aim to do-build better
"Where can the friends whom I tell about
boys, better morally, mentally, and physi-
the camp secure all of the details?" he asked,
cally than before they came to us; and that
upon leaving. And his guide assured him
is what we are accomplishing," said the
that any inquiry addressed to the Board of
guide, as he ended the tour of inspection.
Education, 460 South State Street, Chicago,
And the writer-guest, assured that this
would receive an immediate reply.
VERSES AND PICTURES
By RACHEL LYMAN FIELD
Oh, a road might lead to anywhere,
To Mexico or Maine;
But then it might just fool you, and-
Lead you back home again!
RLF
MAINE
A SUMMER MORNING
I SAW dawn creep across the sky,
And all the gulls go flying by.
I saw the sea put on its dress
Of blue midsummer loveliness,
And heard the trees begin to stir
Green arms of pine and juniper.
I heard the wind call out and say:
"Get up, my dear; it is to-day!"
ROADS
A ROAD might lead to anywhere-
To harbor towns and quays,
Or to a witch's pointed house,
Hidden by bristly trees.
It might lead past the tailor's door,
Where he sews with needle and thread;
Or by Miss Pim's, the milliner's,
With her hats for every head.
might be a road to a great dark cave
With treasure and gold piled high;
Or a road with a mountain tied to its end,
Blue-humped against the sky.
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St. Nicholas Magazine, Rachel Field article 1924
Magazine. First edition of a St. Nicholas Magazine, published in 1924. Poem written by Rachel Field located on page 969