Title: Reading And Recreation Grounds, La Salle Institute Glencoe Missouri (MO), Linen unused
Description:
This is an ideal place for the young men of the Novitiate and the Normal school. Here, too, the boys of the Juniorate spend many hours of real enjoyment. Glencoe, "The Eden of Missouri," is a miracle of beatitude, a sanctuary of blissful repose where Heaven and earth seem to meet in a sweet embrace, Nothing disturbs the peaceful stillness that reigns here, wave the rustling of the leaves or the warbling of the feathered songsters in the trees overhead. On all sides, as the eye rises, there is against the skyline a high barricade of protecting hills, which fence Glencoe in form the work-day world and keep unbroken the sweet, brooding peacefulness of its heavenly hills. Winter or summer, spring or fall, nowhere in this country of wondrous natural beauties is there a cozier, more inviting or delightful nook of nature. Nowhere is the air sweeter or more lively nor the bending skies brighter; nowhere is there a more wasteful feast and revelry of rugged loveliness and harmonies of form, color and motion. Health glows in the streams, a healing balm is in the air, life is full of atmosphere and vigor. With few exceptions, the young men in training here come from the Cities in the Middle West, that they are pleased with their present surroundings as compared with their previous environment goes without question. the glow of health as seen on the checks of the youngsters, is convincing proof that Glencoe is blessed with a bracing, healthful climate and that life at La sale Institute is worth living. Even in the grip of old bores, Glencoe has appeal, for the naked trees stand out like spires against the background of the clear blue horizon and the winds that roar through them sing with the sweet monotony of a waterfall. Beyond the low ground the grand masses of the Ozark mountains rise in dark violet depths or color against the crimson and the gold of heaven. Then, too, the slopes are carpeted with brown leaves, the moist moss among the volcanic stones is frozen into shapely icicles, and the ruddy cluster of the coral berry lifts its head shyly but bravely above the stainless snow, typifying the beautiful lives lived there by the saintly Brothers and their noble young aspirants. These people are not of this world but the world is better because of them. What care they for the so-called pleasures and attractions of a world grown mad with pleasure and forgetful of God. These young men enjoy a happiness which worldly people do not understand and that money can never purchase. If you wish to know more of the life, the work, and the reward of Christian Brother, communicate Brother Julius, 4247 Washington Blvd. Chicago, Ill.
