The Tekoa, 1927 (Classic Reprint)

Book excerpt: Excerpt from The Tekoa, 1927 I AM mount tekoa. For ages uncountable I have been the silent guardian of Westfield and its river' valley. F rom the Bible was I christened. From my rug ged summit the eyes of Indian Chieftains scanned the surrounding léwlands. I have stood unchangeable while wild animal creatures and untamed human life roamed up and down my valley. Sternly I watched the invasion of the white man, and my heart could find no love for him. But he conquered impassable obstacles dense forests gave way to his homelike houses; the red men became his friends; gleaming rails carried him fast across the miles; the power of the river whirled his mill-wheels; delicate wires flashed his invisible message to waiting friends; schools educated his children that they might work more wonders in the ages to come. All this did I see the white man accomplish in the river valley. Slowly I grew to love the red man's white brother because of his mighty brain and creative power. Still I stand, the silent guardian of the valley and the town. Sunsltise and set again; flowers blossom and fade away; tides wash in and go out to sea; human life burns and is still; but I I am steadfast and in my heart dwells love'fpr the well-being of my valley. I am Mount Tekoa the: si1ent watcher. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.