--- title: Improvement Era description: Monthly periodical of the Mormon church, 1897 onward. This library holds the issues of November 1897 to December 1930. authors: - Baggarley, Maud collections: - periodicals tags: - magazine - improvement-era periodical: Improvement Era volume: 10 number: 11 published: 1907-09 publisher: Young Men’s Mutual Improvement Associations publisher_place: Salt Lake City language: en type: magazine reference: 'Maud Baggarley, "Oregon: A Poem," *Improvement Era* 10, no. 11 (September 1907): 906.' source: url: https://archive.org/details/improvementera10011unse transcription: Transcribed from the Internet Archive scan of each issue (the item for each issue is named in the issue's own source); unnumbered advertising leaves are omitted, printed page numbers are kept as page markers. identifier: improvementera10011unse start_page: 906 end_page: 906 rights: status: public-domain basis: US publication 1930 or earlier (published 1907-09) source: https://archive.org/details/improvementera10011unse publication_year: 1907 note: The Internet Archive item metadata carries a blanket "© Copyright by Intellectual Reserve, Inc." notice. The library owner judged it inapplicable because this issue was published in 1907, before 1931; a scan-level notice does not restore copyright. --- # Oregon: A Poem — 906 IMPROVEMENT ERA. small importance. The germs of decay and ruin implanted in body and mind are nothing of serious consequence at all. Yet, as there are laws of eternal truth that have been placed by God to govern the affairs of human destiny, just so sure will all these things stand in spite of the phantom of hell- inspired courage and argu- ment, as unfailing prophecies of the wreck and downfall of every man and boy who perverts his God-given hope to soothe and quiet his mind, and paralyze his sense of fear, while he surrenders him- self, body and soul, to the manacles of that agent who has never made of man anything but ignominious failure. Grayson, Utah. OREGON. {For the Improvement Era.) Heart's chosen home, I see thee in visions; I see thee in dreams, when night drifteth down: Once more I wander on dear old Mount Tabor, While shining afar are the lights of the town. I list to the sound of the wind in the fir-trees, (God's Aeolian harp that speaks to the soul,) Soft as the slumber-song of childhood, Over the heart doth the melody roll. Thy mountains — blue as the deep sky of summer, Inspires the Psalmist-spirit of old, And my heart goeth out to thy river in longing, Thy river that gleams like a river of gold. A river of gold, when greeted bv morning; A river of opal, when day is nigh done; But a river of silver that mirrors the heavens, Aquiver with gladness, beneath the bright sun. a part of my heart and my soul art thou ever, Thou didst foster my youth in days that are past. 1 awake from my dreaming, but memories linger, And like attar of roses, forever shall last. Maud Baggarley. Waterloo, Utah.