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BEAUTIFUL GLENCOE, MO.
Taken from Observatory, Grotto Hill.
What sight is so rare as Glencoe in spring! Then the gay landscape is arrayed in virgin green, and
from uplands to bottom lands flowers heavy with sunshine climb and descend, as bright a vision as Jacob's
ladder of angels. And what charm to eye, ear, and nostril are wasted on earth and air! A wealth of
promised glory blossoms forth in the orchard, swollen brooks rush and grumble, gorgeous spectacles of rose-
strewn morning on dewy hilltops and of changeful evening glory bathing western heights put the mind into
a golden doze. With blankost unconcern one stands at gaze, drinking in the beauteous display of one of the
mogt charming scenes on God's earth.
The mellow glory of fall's yellow afternoons, when the air is crisp and a golden haze hangs over hill
and glen, also makes the heart leap up and life merry as the music of the sapless loaves. October's holo-
caust in Glencoe Burned gold and crimson over all the hills, the sacremental mystery of the woods," can.
not be surpassed for regal richness anywhere else on this beautiful globe,
Glencoe is a highland village, imposing in its share of tilled and wooded hills and yalleys, decked with
flowers and waiving harvests. It is village of hills within hills, To one standing in the lowlands, the
whole has the appearance of an immense amphitheatre. Again, so many eminences are here huddled together
that one is curiously reminded from higher points of observation of a herd of mammoths, The scene is one of
wild irregularity. Vain is the search of uniformity and likoness. No hill has a fellow in outline, slope or crest.
It is the same with the narrow strips of valleys: there is no feature of family resomblance, All about is
amad riot of rugsed grandeur and picturesque pell-mell, a happy disorder of craggy summits and rounded
tope, of grassy knolls and rocky descents, of parlelike plateaus and jagged ledges. Here climbing the heights
is the unconquerable cak, there beneath is the chill cave of mystery: here under & shelf of proteoting rock
is the den of wild beast, across the way, the impetuous creek hews a circuitous path over stony channels,
Everywhere nature is gay with wildest grandeur,
Glencoe is a miracle of repose: Brooks whisper in the voice of dreams and the moist scent of flow-
ers and grass and leaves is waited in a fragrant chorus. Such is the solemn stillness in this sanctuary
of silence and as the eyes feast on the tranquil landscape or gaze on the far-off horizon one is mor-
ed to speak to commune with the Creator of all things, No one returns from a visit to Glencoe without
being impressed that this is the place to take sanottiery from a world of spiritual assassins, It is choice
out of ten-thousand for at Novitiate, Fitter spot the most fastidious fancy could not picture for the forma.
tion of those who would run in the ways of God and escape the small economies and blighting scandals of a
grinding world, where strength is taxed to little purpose and where even rare spirits often lower to the
level of their labors. How different it is at Glencoe. Thore the environment has the virtue to lift a man to
match his mountain, not to creep dwarfed and a based below it",
If you wish to know more of the life, the work, and the reward of a Christian Brother, communicate with:
Brother Julius, 4247 Washington Blvd., Chicago, Ill.
