The Eyes of the World

her peaks of the San Bernardinos; and because this story will always mean more to him than to any one else,--this book, with all good wishes, isDedicated.H. B. W."Tecolote Rancho,"April 13, 1914

s of all thoughts,And rolls through all things.Therefore am I stillA lover of the meadows and the woodsAnd mountains................ And this prayer I make,Knowing that Nature never did betrayThe heart that loved her. 'Tis her privilegeThrough all the years of this one life, to leadFrom joy to joy; for she can so informThe