And him the Church with
questions tasked,
And said, “Why did you leave your post?”
Was it for this that he had braved
The warring storms of mount and sky?
Yes!—yet that empire he had saved,
And to his post went back to die—
Went back to die for others’ sake,
Went back to die from Washington,
Went back to die for Walla-Walla,
For Idaho and Oregon.
And said, “Why did you leave your post?”
Was it for this that he had braved
The warring storms of mount and sky?
Yes!—yet that empire he had saved,
And to his post went back to die—
Went back to die for others’ sake,
Went back to die from Washington,
Went back to die for Walla-Walla,
For Idaho and Oregon.
IX.
At fair Walla-Walla one may
see
The city of the Western
North,
And near it graves unmarked
there be
That cover souls
of royal worth;
The flag waves o’er
them in the sky
Beneath whose
stars are cities born,
And round them mountain-castled
lie
The hundred states
of Oregon.
VI.
MOUNT SAINT HELENS.
We refer to the snowy range to the west, which terminates in the great dome that now bears that name. There was once a great lava-flood in the Northwest, and Mount Hood, Mount Adams, Mount Saint Helens, and Mount Tacoma (Rainier) are but great ash-heaps that were left by the stupendous event.