This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1913 edition. Excerpt: ... The appearance of this epic of Central Pennsylvania will be hailed with rejoicing on all sides, setting, as it does, a literary standard of the highest quality. The poem is well worth reading, and it contains many lines which would be worthy of Longfellow or Whittier. The writer of this article commends the poem to all as a striking piece of American literature. Henry W. Shoemaker. Altoona Tribune Office, November 24th, 1913. That wide expanse, My vision's glance Steals back to it again, The red man there, His deeds of dare Through all the wooded plain. IT. Its forest tower And matted bower--A vision ever mind--I see once more. On that dim shore, Her pristine glory shine. III. Shine as of old, Through leaves of gold, In purple autumn sun; When shining rays From sunlit sprays Like threads of silver run. 11 IV. I see her hills And sparkling rills--The Juniata sally Cross prospect wide, From side to side, The Kishacoquillas Valley. V. See nature's freaks, Her sinking creeks, That truly are a wonder; And torrents flow From rocks below, That nature cleft asunder. VI. In vision's wake, The tangled brake I see spread far and wide; And bleating deer Again I hear Upon the mountain side. VII. In darkened glens, Fierce denizens Hold nightly sway alone; I hear their growl, And dreaded howl, Where rear the walls of stone. VIII. And warriors brave, By font and cave, In that fair land I see, Go forth alone, With lance of stone, To meet their enemy. IX. And later then, The gods of men, I see them coming on; And take their place O'er vanquished race, Among the mighty throng. And where had rung Scotch-Irish tongue, There lands were fair to see, Their morals good, For right they stood, Their homes and liberty. XI. The German, too, Was mingled through The...