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LIBRARY OF CONGRESS, 
 
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 as a preliminary to copyright protec- 
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 (Date) 
 
 (Apr. 5, 1901—f>,000.) 
 
Western 
 
 Glimpses 
 
 by 
 
 Belle Bearden Barry 
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 dear Sir: 
 
 You will pardon me for addressing you, 
 I am sure, when I tell you that 1 had the 
 great pleasure last October and November 
 of visiting California, and of seeing and 
 walking through your lovely gardens, 
 which I have named "Eden," and which 
 will give thousands of people pleasure. 
 How good of you to do this! In order for 
 you to understand some of the enjoyment 
 1 received, I now enclose to you my poem 
 on "Western Glimpses," in which you 
 will find some stanzas on your beautiful 
 wonderland. 
 
 Hoping when you read the poem you 
 may be able to catch some of the intense 
 thrills of pleasure which 1 received upon 
 beholding this lovely, cheery and soul- 
 entrancing spot, made beautiful by both 
 nature and art, 1 am, 
 
 Respectfully 
 
 Belle Bearden Barry 
 Knoxville, Tenn. 
 Mr. Adolphus Busch 
 
 Ivy Wall Villa 
 
 Pasadena, Cal. 
 
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 come wtih me ana let me tell 
 OT beauteous things T love so well, 
 Of snow-capped mount and valley green 
 Ulhere natures wonderland Is seen. 
 Of Marshall Pass' peaceful climb, 
 And orange groves in golden prime, 
 OT myriad Tlowers— rragrant, red, 
 Where honeybees are sweetly fed. 
 

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 Of cattle grazing on the ranch, 
 Klbcre Live Oak yields its welcome branch, 
 Of Eucalyptus tall and grand— 
 the stateliest tree in Western land. 
 Of Pepper trees whose scarlet bloom 
 On ether wafts a rare perfume, 
 While lemon, walnut, olive trees 
 Blend gold and green our eyes to please. 
 
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 On Smiley fieiaim at sunset hour 
 fls drive we round this Eden bower 
 And panoramic view behold 
 Old "Baldy" borrows twilight gold. 
 UJbile Redlands in her peaceful rest 
 Ts sleeping neatb Sierra's crest, 
 ttlhen, just above horizon line, 
 Quaint queen of night begins to shine. 
 
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 Bright bollyberrie* radiant gleam 
 in gorgeous red near rippling stream. 
 While \m beyond in colors blue 
 Ripe olives play us peekaboo, 
 find pansy faces' features show 
 Where iridescent colors glow- 
 no two alike— to me they seem 
 Hike living souls in world of dream. 
 
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 Of Bnscb '$ garden* let me sing! 
 Proud Paradise where everything 
 that lives and loves may happy he, 
 0, this is 6den fair to me. 
 Ofith velvet lawn and violet bed 
 Along the paths that pilgrims tread, 
 Jlnd rustic bridges spanning rill 
 Where rippling water crystals spill— 
 
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 Cbrougb wooden trough and shining cup 
 fl$ traveller takes refreshing sup, 
 Che gorge, the cataract, the deli, 
 in chorus carol to me tell 
 Of nature's secrets wisely planned 
 By superhuman mind and Band, 
 Revealed to us at sunset close 
 In colors golden, blue and rose. 
 
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 royal, restful Riverside 
 mitb mission Tnn thrown open wide, 
 magnolia Drive and Roubideaux, 
 Bright spots of earth where all should go? 
 lUhere cheeks are fanned by balmy breeze 
 Perfumed by bloom of Pepper trees; 
 'tis here we number Messings given 
 find name this world terrestrial heaven. 
 
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 fiollywood, dear fiollywood, 
 Where nature maketb all things good; 
 Where farmer lad may sow and reap 
 And city lassie's company keep. 
 Where birds and bees and flowers dwell, 
 this is the place I love so well 
 Where T can live and love and dream 
 And let things he lust as they seem. 
 
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 mm T can read, ana think, ana grow 
 Itlore like the Pure my bean would know. 
 0, come with me ye souls of fire 
 mhere life and love can never tire, 
 iUberc inspiration speaks to me 
 find guides to higher destiny; 
 Coved place by Beauty's bounty blest, 
 UMere home is peace and sleep is rest. 
 
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 California 
 December the 
 
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 nineteen 
 
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