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* Indicates from the collection of Alan V. Miller

* Hansen, Al. "My city Oakland: reflections of a pioneer." [Oakland, CA: Al Hansen], c1932.

"My city Oakland: reflections of a pioneer" 'Tis more than eighty years ago Since first wwe hove in sight, Where Oakland lies far-flung below My home upon the heights. (cont'd)

We did not come in palace cars A-gliding o'er steel rails; Instead we came by oxen cart O'er long rough prairie trails. No friends were here to greet us then Just Indians nude and wild Who claimed we were intruding when Upon their land we filed. We dreamed of conquest of the west, And now we proudly boast; 'My city Oakland' is the best - 'Fairest city of the coast.'

* Hardy, Minnie J. "Brigham Young: our immortal pioneer." Salt Lake City, UT: Deseret Book Co.; Chicago: Curteich, [1938]. (C.T. Art-Colortone) 856 / 8A-H2483

* Hardy, Minnie J. "The prospector's last camp." Boulder City, NV: Boulder Dam Service Bureau, 194-. (C.T. Art-Colortone) (From the painting by G.F. Kaumeyer) OB-H2195

"The prospector's last camp." The Yuccas are waxen, fair and frail Today on the Great Divide; So I'll take the pleasant, easy trail To a camp on the Otherside. There, I'll meet my friends of long ago, Stray-Dog Smith and Pharo Nell Young Doc Bulett, I loved him so, Pat Casey from Stove-pipe Well ... Dear friends will welcome me, We'll wash the sands of the River-of-time And camp for Eternity.

* Hardy, Minnie J. "Utah." Salt Lake City, UT: Deseret Book Co.; Chicago: Curteich, [1938]. (C.T. Art-Colortone) 855 / 8A-H2484

"Utah" I'm glad to be here where the moutains rise Dazzling white 'neath the clear blue skys From crimson dawn 'til the dear day dies Way out west in Utah. (cont'd)

Where the mountain air is pure and sweet, Where fresh, cool water flows down the street And the climate! Friend, it can't be beat; Delightful, magnificient Utah. God made Utah and He made it grand, The beauty spot of His glorious land, Where plenty supplies with a generous hand All of your needs and wants in Utah. Mighty mountains, sylvian vales, Picturesque canyons and rugged trails, Joy's your companion, health never fails, Happiness dwells in Utah.

* "Hell in Arizona." Boston: Colourpicture, 194-. X-43 / 10680

"Hell in Arizona." The Devil in Hell we've [sic] told was chained, And a thousand years he there remained, He neither complained nor did he groan, But determined to start a hell of his own. Where he could torment the souls of men, Without being chained in a prison pen. So he asked the Lord if he had on hand Anything left when He made this land. The Lord said, "Yes; I have plenty on hand, But I left it down on the Rio Grande; The fact is 'old boy' the stuff is so poor, I don't think you can use it in hell any more ..."

* “Hell in Texas.” Chicago: Curteich, 1946. By the author of “Texas a paradise.” (C.T. Art-Colortone.) C.T. General Texas Scenes. TX-11 / 6B-H247

* "Hell in Texas." Des Moines, IA: Beals, [c1944]. T28

* "Hell in Texas." El Paso, TX: W.H. Horne Co., 192-.

* "Hell in Texas." Milwaukee, WI: E.C. Kropp, 195-. T43 / 12583 (GAM)

"Hell in Texas." The Devil in Hell, we're told, was chained, And a thousand years he there remained. He neither complained nor did he groan, But determined to start a hell of his own Where he could torment the souls of men, Without being chained in an underground pen. So he asked the Lord if he had on hand Anything left when He made this land. The Lord said, "Yes, I have plenty of land, But I left it down on the Rio Grande. The fact is, old boy, the stuff is real poor, But you're welcome to it and plenty more." (cont'd)

* "Hell in Texas." San Antonio, TX: Southern Card Co., [c1943]. TX-17

"Hell in Texas." (cont'd) So the Devil went down to look at the truck And said if he took it as a gift he was stuck, For after examining it carefully and well He concluded the place was too dry for a hell. So in order to get it off His hand, The Lord promised to water the land, For He had some water or rather some dregs Rather cathartic and smelled like bad eggs. Hence the trade was closed and the deed was given And the Lord went back to His home in Heaven ...

* “Hell in Texas.” San Antonio, TX: San Antonio Card Co., 194- Made by Metropolitan, Everett, Mass. 49088

* "Hell in Texas: by the author of 'Texas a paradise'." Boston: Tichnor, 194-. 148 / 65288

* "Hell in Texas: by the author of 'Texas a paradise'." Chicago: Curteich, [1938]. (C.T. Art-Colortone) Distributed by: Southwest Post Card, Co., Albuquerque, NM. N-5 / 8A-H715

* "Hell in Texas: by the author of 'Texas a paradise'." El Paso, TX: Sandoval News Service; Boston, MA: Tichnor Bros., 193-. 66 / 65288

"San Jacinto: April 21, 1836." They were the answer to grim Goliad, The Phoenix from the pyre at Alamo, The single flickering hope the Texans had, The last thin line against advancing foe. "Stand and fight!" they resolutely shout, But Houston dares to brave their mounting wrath, Retreating, giving ground and feigning rout, He lures his enemy down a tortuous path...

* "Here I am in Balboa Beach, California, enjoying it's sights and cheer..." np: A.M.P. Co., c1910. 110

* "Home on the range." Chicago: Exhibit Supply Co., 1942. Music and lyrics.

* Huse, Henry Felton. "Grand Canyon National Park, Arizona." Grand Canyon National Park, AR: Verkamp's; Chicago: Curteich, [1948]. (C.T. Art-Colortone) 8B-H229

"Grand Canyon National Park, Arizona." No brush can paint, nor pencil trace, The charm and beauty of this place; Wonders that in this Canyon dwell, No tongue of man can ever tell ... (cont'd)

* Huse, Henry Felton. "The Grand Canyon [National Park, Arizona]." Tucson, AR: Lollesgard Specialty Co.; Chicago: Curteich, [1946]. (C.T. Art-Colortone) GC14 / 6B-H35

"Grand Canyon National Park, Arizona." Assembled in this chasm deep, Where lengthened shadows ever creep; Are mountains, hills, majestic, grand, Carved out by the Almighty's Hand ...

* Huse, Henry Felton. "The Grand Canyon." Chicago: Curteich, [1930]. (C.T. American Art) Distributed by J.R. Willis, Albuquerque, NM. GC14 / OA3697-N

* Hyer, Julien C. "San Jacinto: April 21, 1836." Milwaukee, WI: E.C. Kropp, [c1953]. 21868N

* "In Nevada." [Las Vegas, NV]: Nevada Photo Service, [c1947]. (Everett, MA: Metropolitan) 49453

"In Nevada" "We're down here in Nevada, Where the rabbits all have fleas. (cont'd)

Where the big girls like the wee ones Wear their dresses to their knees, Where you whist out in the morning Just to give your health a chance, Say 'howdy' to some fellow who Shoots big holes in your pants; Where wise owls are afraid to hoot And the birds don't dare to sing For its hell here in Nevada Where they all shoot on the wing."

* "In Wyoming: where the old West still lives." Denver, CO: Sanborn Souvenir Co.; Chicago: C.T. Co., 1934. 4A42 / 1033

"In Wyoming." Have you ever seen the sunrise on the high and rolling plain? Did you ever smell wet sagebrush after sudden springtime rain? Have you ever felt the smart and sting of gravel in your face? Have you've never known the glamour of that God-foresaken place, Wyoming! ...

* " In Wyoming: where the old West still lives." Denver, CO: Sanborn Souvenir Co., nd. (Variant) 4A42-N / 1033

* "Indian vs. oil." Chicago : Curteich, [1937]. (C.T. Art-Colortone.) Distributed by J.R. Willis, Albuquerque, NM. N3 / 7A-H1726 (Racist poem)

"White man comes and makes up rig,
Up on the hill and start to dig,
Indian watches white man toil,
Thinkum maybe get some oil,
Sets all day on old pine stool,
Thinkum driller heap big fool
Sets all day on old pine stool ..."

* "Just crying for you out here in the West." Portland, OR: Wesley Andrews Co., [1937]. (C.T. Art-Colortone) "Famous Indian papoose twins; photo copyright Lee Moorehouse." 230 / 7A-H1564

* Kilmer, Joyce. "Trees." Chicago : Curteich, [1940]. (C.T. Art-Colortone.) Harry N. Martin, Asheville, NC. 147 / 0B-H33. Joyce Kilmer, born in New Brunswick, NJ, in December 6, 1886 and killed in action in France, June 30, 1918.

"I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.

A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth's sweet flowing breast

A tree that looks at God all day
And lifts her leafy arms to pray ..."

* Knighten, Ira L. "The death of Bob Crosby, world's champion cowboy." [S.l. : s.n.], [c1950].

   Larsen, L.H. ("Dude") "Bringing them home." Kanab, UT: L.H. Larsen, 1941. No.31

   Larsen, L.H. ("Dude") "The chief." Kanab, UT: L.H. Larsen, 1938. No.34

* Larsen, L.H. ("Dude") "The cowboy artist." Kanab, UT: L.H. Larsen, 1943. No.40 / 20591 ECY

Painting the west
So the world may see,
The free joyful life
That is so dear to me.

My heart does throb
And my pulse run high,
When I think of the land
Way up in the sky.

And wonder if God
Has a place set aside,
With cattle and ponies
That the cowboys may ride.

* Larsen, L.H. ("Dude") "Cowboy fun." Kanab, UT: L.H. Larsen, 1939. No.8 / 10091 CDY [No poem.]

* Larsen, L.H. ("Dude") "A cowboy's vision." Kanab, UT: L.H. Larsen, 1939. No.12 / 10036 JDY

* Larsen, L.H. ("Dude") "The desert lure." Kanab, UT: L.H. Larsen, 1943. No.39 / 1198 JDY [No poem.]

* Larsen, L.H. ("Dude") "Dreaming." Kanab, UT: L.H. Larsen, 1939. No.10 / 10089 FCY

Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming
Of a home that is to be,
Up there in the valley
In that pretty spot you see.
You can have the crowded cities,
With their modernistic touch.
Just give us the land of freedom,
We don't care for near so much.
Just a home there in the valley
On the banks of that silver stream,
We will go through life together
Making hardships just a dream.

* Larsen, L.H. ("Dude") "A drink of water." Kanab, UT: L.H. Larsen, 1939. No.5 / 10705 AEY

Now to have a drink of water,
Cool and pure, fresh and clear,
Just a good old drink of water,
Now don't you wish that you were here?
It comes right from the mountains,
A gurgling all the way.
There is a song in every murmur,
Through the night and all the day.
And to watch the speckled trout
As they dart with ease and grace,
Through the clear and sparkling water,
Never staying in one place,
Now I have drank at cocktail parties,
Whiskey, wine, and all the rest,
But when I'm tired, hot and sweaty,
I like my mountain water best.

* Larsen, L.H. ("Dude") "A drink of water." Kanab, UT: L.H. Larsen, 1939. No.5 / 10705 GAY [No poem.]

* Larsen, L.H. ("Dude") "Dudes taught here." Kanab, UT: L.H. Larsen, 1940. No.15 / 13091 HKY [Title assigned from front, no poem.]

* Larsen, L.H. ("Dude") "Freedom." Kanab, UT: L.H. Larsen, 1943. No.38 / 26155 CEY [No poem.]

* Larsen, L.H. ("Dude") "Gathering wild cattle." Kanab, UT: L.H. Larsen, 1939. No.4 / 10709 GBY [No poem.]

* Larsen, L.H. ("Dude") "God in his glory." Kanab, UT: L.H. Larsen, 1940. No.18 / 31703 DDY [Title assigned from first line of poem.]

* Larsen, L.H. ("Dude") "Help prevent forest fires and save the wild life." Kanab, UT: L.H. Larsen, 1944. No.43 / 24157 [No poem.]

* Larsen, L.H. ("Dude") "Here I am, doing my best, riding bronks away out west." Kanab, UT: L.H. Larsen, 1944. No.27 / 24187 CDY

* Larsen, L.H. ("Dude") "His first experience." Kanab, UT: L.H. Larsen, 1940. No.17 / 13268 HAY [No poem.]

* Larsen, L.H. ("Dude") "How would you like to 'shoot the bull' with me!" Kanab, UT: L.H. Larsen, 1949. "Illustrated by "Hoke" Denetsosie, Navajo Indian artist." C36 (WLC) [No poem.]

   Larsen, L.H. ("Dude") "It is great sport necking this 'baby'." Kanab, UT: L.H. Larsen, 1941. No.20

* Larsen, L.H. ("Dude") "Just a cowboy's humble cottage ..." Kanab, UT: L.H. Larsen, 1946. No.47 (E.G.B. Co.) [4-line poem.]

* Larsen, L.H. ("Dude") "Landmarks of the desert." Kanab, UT: L.H. Larsen, 1941. No.33 / 32636 HLY [Title assigned from front, no poem.]

* Larsen, L.H. ("Dude") "Landmarks of the desert." Salt Lake City, UT : L.H. Larsen, 1953. "Artist Tone." K33 / 1108

* Larsen, L.H. ("Dude") "Lead'n 'em out." Kanab, UT: L.H. Larsen, 1939. No.9 / 10090 HDY

* Larsen, L.H. ("Dude") "On the frontier." Kanab, UT: L.H. Larsen, 1939. No.11 / 10037 ECY [No poem.]

   Larsen, L.H. ("Dude") "Pioneers of the West." Kanab, UT: L.H. Larsen, 1941. No.21

* Larsen, L.H. ("Dude") "Precious gold." Kanab, UT: L.H. Larsen, 1939. No.1 / 11406 HKY

What is more precious than the yellow gold
That we try so hard to find?
I often wonder if the richest gold
Is that which I left behind
We search for gold from pole to pole
And in every land on earth,
Never thinking that the most precious gold
Is beside a fire hearth
Just to have a home, and kiddies too,
And a wife with a heart so true,
To rest and comfort your weary soul
When your days work is thru.

* Larsen, L.H. ("Dude") "Precious gold." Kanab, UT: L.H. Larsen, 1939. No.1 / 11406 LKY (Variant) [No poem.]

   Larsen, L.H. ("Dude") "Range feud." Kanab, UT: L.H. Larsen, 1940. No.16

* Larsen, L.H. ("Dude") "Rough ranges." Kanab, UT: L.H. Larsen, 1939. No.7 / 10695 HAY [No poem.]

* Larsen, L.H. ("Dude") "Rough ranges." Phoenix, AR: L.H. Larsen, 1939. No.7 / 10695N

* Larsen, L.H. ("Dude") "The scout." Kanab, UT: L.H. Larsen, 1946. No.45 / 24688 CEY [No poem.]

* Larsen, L.H. ("Dude") "Seeing the West : greetings from the West." Kanab, UT: L.H. Larsen, 1944. No.23 / 24830 IDY

* Larsen, L.H. ("Dude") "The signal." Kanab, UT: L.H. Larsen, 1945. No.44 / 10992 JDY "Painting by Dot Larsen, wife of the cowboy artist, L.H. "Dude" Larsen." [No poem.]

* Larsen, L.H. ("Dude") "Southern Utah and Northern Ariz., the heart of the playground of America." Kanab, UT: L.H. Larsen, 1941. No.30 / 32033 AEY [Title assigned from front, no poem.]

* Larsen, L.H. ("Dude") "Southern Utah and Northern Ariz., the heart of the playground of America." Kanab, UT: L.H. Larsen, 1941. No.30 / 32033N [Title assigned from front, no poem.]

* Larsen, L.H. ("Dude") "Sunset." Kanab, UT: L.H. Larsen, 1943. No.37 / 31703 LCY

* Larsen, L.H. ("Dude") "That new range ahead." Kanab, UT: L.H. Larsen, 1939. No.3 / 10710

* Larsen, L.H. ("Dude") "That new range ahead." Kanab, UT: L.H. Larsen; Wheelwright Lithographing Co., 1953. "Artist Tone." K3

* Larsen, L.H. ("Dude") "Trail of the pioneers." Kanab, UT: L.H. Larsen, 1947. No.49. EGB [No poem.]

* Larsen, L.H. ("Dude") "Trial's end." Kanab, UT: L.H. Larsen, 1948. No.35 "Painting by Dot Larsen, wife of the cowboy artist, L.H. "Dude" Larsen." [No poem.]

* Larsen, L.H. ("Dude") "Trapping wild cattle." Kanab, UT: L.H. Larsen, 1939. No.6 / 10697 HBY [No poem.]

* Larson, Ellen E. “Day unto day.” Portland, OR: Wesley Andrews Co., [1938]. (C.T. Art-Colortone.) 748 / 8A-H3234

* Leach, Juanita. "This God-forsaken land." Casper, WY: Casper Magazine Agency, [1972]. GS059 (Mike Roberts, Berkeley, "The Continental card.")

* Leach, Juanita. "This God-forsaken land." Cheyenne, WY: R and T Card Service, [1972] J3367 (Eau Claire, WI: Johnson Printing Inc.)

* Levy, S. "Out in Frisco." [San Francisco, CA]: S. Levy, 1906.

"Where the debris is flying
The trade for help is crying
Out in Frisco;
Where thousands people frearless
Displayed character peerless
Looking in the jaws of death
Out in Frisco;
There the people are rebuilding
A city counting millions
Out in Frisco.
Where they make their human matches
To end with single scratches
And husbands mix their latches,
Out in 'Frisco.
There the red light is contagious,
And their conduct is outrageous,
Out in 'Frisco;
In the famous French cafes,
With their naughty little ways,
That's the place where Cupid plays,
Out in 'Frisco.
You get next at Sanguinetti's,
Where the girls forget their pretties,
Out in 'Frisco;
And the blood-red native wine
Mixes up the clinging vine,
And she calls you 'Baby Mine,'
Out in 'Frisco.
Next day you meet at Taits
And you hold the dear girl's waist,
Out in 'Frisco;" .... (cont'd)

* Lorenz, P. "The horse's prayer." Denver, CO: Sanborn Souvenir Co., nd. (C.T. Art-Colortone) 1301 / 1B-H1618

"The horse's prayer." Oh master, my day is drawing near, I know. I've lived a good life an' always done As my boss wanted. For that I've had feed, water, an' shelter. An now when my useful strength is gone I'm pensioned to a good green pasture. I reckon that's a heap more than lots of hosses gits. Ferget th' blunders and' mistakes I made in my youth. Gosh, that happens t'anyone, even hosse's. Doesn't it? ...

* Lorenz, P. "Outlaws." Denver, CO: Sanborn Souvenir Co., nd. (C.T. Art-Colortone) 1303 / 1B-H1620

* "Lower Spokane Falls, Spokane, Wash.: Rhododendron - Washington State flower." Spokane, WA: Spokane Post Card Co., 1909. 5048

So rich and vast! This wondrous inland empire!
Paved deep with minerals, canopied with sapphire.
O'er fertile fields wave fruits and grains that twice turn to gold.
Keeping watch above like sentries, mountains grand and old.
All the valley-cradled rivers of this vast domain
Never-ceasing bring increasing gifts of good to man
Enter then with welcome to the realm of beautiful Spokane.

* Meacham, Walter E. "A cow-hand's prayer." Portland, OR: Wesley Andrews Co., [1938]. (C.T. Art-Colortone) "Photo by Wesley Andrews." 178 / 8A-H3235

"Lord, save me from the stench of city streets
Where men must toil to earn their daily bread.
Give me clean air that comes from snow-clad peaks,
Filtered thru golden sunshine and the dew,
Give me long, rolling sweeps of bunch-grass hills,
Where cattle fatten for the city mart.
Give me the pungent scent of rain-drenched sage,
A boisterous wind that whistles thru the trees.
Give me the music of the lowing herd,
The bawling of the calves in branding pen,
Give me a willing horse between my legs,
Companionship of loyal friends, though few ..." (cont'd)

* "Memories of the little house 'out back.'" Pomona, CA: Frasher Real Photo; Virginia City, NV: Bucket of Blood, [c1943]. (EKC) See full text

* Merrill, H.R. "Let this be heaven." Salt Lake City, UT: Deseret Book Co.; Chicago: Curteich, [1937]. (C.T. Art-Colortone) 888 / 7A-H3660

"Let this be heaven." Oh, God, let this be heaven - I do not ask for golden streets Or long for jasper walls, Nor do I sigh for pearly shores Where twilight never falls; Just leave me here beside these peaks, In this rough western land, I love this dear old world of Thine - Dear God, You understand ...

* Mock, L. Byrd. "Westward hoe!" [San Francisco, CA: American Girls' Legion], 1917. Illustrated by Harte?

"Full three hundred years ago
Was heard the slogan, 'Westward Ho!'
Which sent the English over seas
Columbia's fertile land to seize.
But when these English gentlemen,
Unused to work in field or fen,
Arrived amidst our pine trees tall,
'Twas found they would not hoe at all
Till Smith proclaimed with courage meet,
'Who does not work shall nothing eat.'
Then straightway all began to hoe
And in the furrows seed to sow
Which yielded food enough for all
From our rich soil from spring to fall,
With an abundant winter store,
So none were hungry any more.
Westward they calmly hoed their way
While empires fell into decay,
Producing every kind of food
That could be grown for human good,
And what they could not use at home
They shipped away across the foam
To countries far less blest than ours,
Though numbered with the mighty Powers.
And now these Powers are calling out
To us to feed them while they rout
The enemy from their loved land,
So we must take a streadfast stand
Against the ruthless German horde
Whose actions have been so deplored;
We'll arm ourselves with gun or hoe
And help defeat our common foe."

* Mock, Samuel T. "In California!" Los Angeles, CA: [Samuel T. Mock], 1907.

* Montgomery, Whitney. "The Lone Star state: that's Texas." Dallas, TX: Dallas Post Card Co.; Chicago: Curteich, [1932]. TX-51 / 2A-H610

"Where the wild bluebonnets grow-
That's Texas.
Where the breezes softly blow-
That's Texas.
Where the sun shines warm and bright
Over field and mountain height,
Where the cotton fields are white-
That's Texas.
Where you hear the Bob White call-
That's Texas.
Where there's room enough for all-
That's Texas.
Where the skies are deepest blue,
Where the heart beats warm and true,
Where we always welcome you-
That's Texas.
Where there's time for work and play-
That's Texas.
Where we always find a way-
That's Texas.
Where we move on steady feet,
Where despair is obsolete,
Where we never own defeat-
That's Texas."

* "Mornin' on the desert (found written on the door of an old cabin on the desert)." Boulder City, NV: Desert Souvenir Supply, 194-. "Photo by Glenn Davis." OB-H2193

* "Mornin' on the desert (Found written on the door of an old cabin on the desert)." Chicago: Curteich, [1938]. (C.T. Art-Colortone) Distributed by Southwest Post Card Co., Box 685, Albuquerque, N.M. 8A-H1654 / N-22.

* "Mornin' on the desert (Found written on the door of an old cabin on the desert)." Chicago: Curteich, [1938]. (C.T. Art-Colortone) Distributed by Lollesgard Specialty Co., Tucson and Phoenix, Arizona. (Variant) 8A-H1654 / N-22

"Mornin' on the desert." Mornin' on the desert, and the wind is blowin' free, And it's ours, jest for the breathin', so let's fill up, you and me. No more stuffy cities, where you have to pay to breathe, Where the helpless human creatures move and throng and strive and seethe. Mornin' on the desert, and the air is like a wine, And it seems like all creation has been made for me and mine ... (cont'd)

* "Mornin' on the desert." El Paso, TX,: Sandoval News Co.; Tucson, AZ: Tucson News Co., [c1951]. 45448 / M54

"Mornin' on the desert." No house to stop my vision, save a neighbor's miles away, And the little 'dobe shanty that belongs to man and May. Lonesome? Not a minute! Why. I've got these mountains here, That was put here just to please me, with their blush and frown and cheer. They're waiting when the summer sun gets too sizzlin' hot, An' we jest go campin' in 'em with a pan and coffee pot ...

* "Mornin' on the desert." Chicago: C. T. Co.; San Diego, CA: Harry Herz, 195-. (C.T. American Art) 312 / 1101-30

* O'Connor, Edmund E. "The herder's fall." [Canada], 191- Photograph by J.H. Gang.

"Sunshine turned to twilight
Beneath Alberta skies,
Then came clouds of darkness
Too much for naked eyes,
The herder took his blanket
And on the grass 'twas spread,
The cow horse then was staked for
And Jackson went to bed. [night]
The moon rose in its glory,
But, alas, the early dawn
Told the sad, sad story,
For Jackson now was gone.
The hungry coyotes found him,
While at rest this hero lay,
No thought had he no more to see
The early break of day.
And now the many ranchers
Are often heard to say --
"This prairie seems deserted,
Since they took poor Jack away."

* “Old Montana.” Chinook, MT: Charles E. Morris, 1909. "Sheep grazing on the range." (See also Frank Palmer)

* "Old Montana." Spokane, WA: J.L Robbins, [191-]. 4 / A- 65929 (see Cory, J.C. )

* "Old Montana." Spokane, WA: J.L Robbins Co., [1908]. Copyright 1908 by Frank Palmer. 940 / A- 56276

"Old Montana." Take me back to old Montana, Where there's plenty room and air; Where there's cottonwood an' pine trees, Bitter root and prickly pear; Where there aint no pomp nor glitter, Where a shilling's called a "bit," Where at night the magpies twitter, Where the Indian fights were fit. Take me back where the sage is plenty, Where there's rattlesnakes and ticks, Where a stack of "whites" cost twenty, Where they don't sell gilded bricks ...

* "Oregon song." Music by Isa Botten, words by Walter E. Meacham. Portland, OR: Wesley Andrews Co., [1939]. (Curt Teich & Co.; C.T. Art-Colortone) 785 / 9A-H2536

* "Out where the West begins." El Paso, TX: Sandoval News Service, 194-. "Tichnor Quality Views." 83 / 66359

* "Out where the West begins." Milwaukee, WI: E.C. Kropp, 194-. T44 / 12589

"Out where the West begins." Out where the handclasp's a little stronger, Out where the smile dwells a little longer, That's where the West begins. Out where the sun is a little brighter, Where the snows that fall are a trifle whiter, Where the bonds of home are a wee bit tighter, That's where the West begins ... (cont'd)

* "Out where the West begins." Milwaukee, WI: E.C. Kropp, 194-. M9 / 4588 (CAZ)

"Out where the West begins." Out where the skies are a trifle bluer, Out where friendship's a little truer, That's where the West begins. Where there's laughter in every streamlet flowing, Where there's more of reaping and less of sowing - That's where the West begins ...

* "Out where the West begins." Milwaukee, WI: E.C. Kropp, 194-. Distributed by Desert Scenes Card Co., Tucson, Arizona. (Variant) M9 / 4588

* "Out where the West begins." Milwaukee, WI: E.C. Kropp, 195-. (Variant) M9 / 4588 (AIY)

* "Out where the West begins." Milwaukee, WI: E.C. Kropp, 195-. W146 / 4588

* "Out where the West begins." Milwaukee, WI: E.C. Kropp, 195-. (Variant) W146 / 4588N (KLY)

* "Out where the West begins." San Francisco, CA: Scenic View Card Co., 194-. 110 / 49275

* "Out where the West begins." El Paso, Texas: Sandoval News Service; Boston: Tichnor Bros., [c1951]. 83 / 66359

* "Out where the West begins." San Antonio, TX: Souvenir Card Co., 193-.

* Palmer, Frank. Old Montana. Spokane, WA: J.L. Robbins Co. (JLR Co.), 1908. 940 / A-56276

* “Pants are made for men, not for women. Women are made for men, not for pants …” Denver, CO: H.H. Tammen, 1907. 978

* Parrish, Mae Worthen. "Texas in the spring." Milwaukee, WI: E.C. Kropp, [c1943]. 8670 / T11A

"Texas in the spring." Did you ever visit Texas in the Spring? And motor near her fallow fields along And pause and feel an enchanting welcoming, Of lilting beauty like to a treasured song? In April did you ever see Texas uplands in their dress of blue, Washed and cleaned and lush and free, Vying the sky in deeper hue? ...

* Parrish, Mae Worthen. "Texas in the spring." Milwaukee, WI: E.C. Kropp, [c1945]. (Variant) 8670 / 11A

* Pease, Grace Freeman. "From the Redwoods." Los Angeles, CA: Grace F. Pease, 1930. 2006/04

"Have you wandered through those magic groves
Of giant redwood trees;
And sniffed the spicy, fragrant air
And woodsmoke on the breeze?
Have you followed dusky trails to catch
That shifting, dappled light;
The sun through weaving lacy green,
A mystic acolyte?
Have you gazed through arches high and far
Like dim cathedral aisles,
And sensed the dignity and peace
Of trees, for miles and miles?
Have you heard far through the waking woods
A blue-jay's morning call;
And pondered there in reverence
The wonder of it all?
Have you counted in the redwood trees
A million lofty spires;
Or bowed before the embers' glow
Like sacrificial fires?
If you have, you've caught the radiance,
The fragance, and the song,
And life shall know the secret spells
That to the trees belong."

* Reiche, Valerie E. "The desert." Cambridge, MA: Colourpicture, 195-. TX43 / 10680

* Rice, O.J., Copr. "Three men were playing poker ..." Denver: Sanborn Souvenir Co., 1939. (C.T. Art-Colortone) 1240 (Racist poem)

* Rice, O.J. "Three men were playing poker ..." Denver: Sanborn Souvenir Co., [c1952]. (C.T. Art-Colortone) 1240 Variant (Racist poem)

* Russell, Charlie. "Powderface - Arapahoe." Great Falls, MN: W.T. Ridgley Calendar Co., [1909].

* Russell, Charlie. "Stay with him!" Great Falls, MN: W.T. Ridgley Calendar Co., 1907. "The cow-boys were very kind ...

* "Scenic Oregon." Chicago: Curt Teich, [1929]. D-166. Folio of 18 postcards. Includes poems: "Crater Lake," by Oscar G. Gibson, "Oregon Song," by Walter E. Meacham and "Longing for Oregon," by Ernest Bross.

* "South Dakota, the sunshine state." Chicago: Curteich, [c1947] (C.T. Art-Colortone) "Sold by L.B. Hollister, importer and jobber, Lead, So. Dakota." 48

* "Souvenir folder of the ole southwest." [Chicago: Curt Teich and Co., c1942]. Cover poem: "Cowboys' prayer, author unknown."

* Spencer, Thomas Murray. “The old fort, old Fort Benton, Mont., built 1846.” Chinook, MT: Charles E. Morris; Fort Benton, MT: G.W. Crane, 190-. 160841

* Stephens, Evan. "Utah, we love thee." Chicago: Curteich; Salt Lake City, UT: Deseret Book Co, [1939]. (C.T. Art-Colortone) 846 / 9A-H2196

"Land of the mountains high, Utah, we love thee!
Land of the sunny sky, Utah, we love thee!
Far in the glorious West, Throned on the mountain's crest,
In robes of statehood dressed, Utah, we love thee!
Columbia's newest star, Utah, we love thee!
Thy lustre shines afar, Utah, we love thee!
Bright in our banner's blue, Among her sisters true,
She proudly comes to view, Utah, we love thee!
Land of the Pioneers, Utah, we love thee!
Grow with the coming years, Utah, we love thee!
With wealth and peace in store, To fame and glory soar,
God-guarded evermore, Utah, we love thee!"

* Stevenson, Anna B. "New Mexico." Chicago: Curteich; Albuquerque, NM: Southwest Post Card Co., 195-. (C.T. Art- Colortone) 177

"New Mexico." There's a state that we love in the far golden West In the land of the pinon and pine; Where Nature in robes of bright sunshine is dressed, And the hills clothed with verdure divine. There lithe willows grow and clear waters flow Through an Eden of beauty untold; Where Nature her rich panorama has spread And calls to us, "Come, and behold!" There are landscapes alluring that gladden the sight And canyons that thrill as they yawn; There are shadows, and tints of the rainbow's soft hues In the glories of sunset and dawn. There are fair fields of yuccas, the lamps of the Lord, That raise their white plumes toward the sky; And the wild mountain eagle, her eyrie that builds On the rocks where the cliff rises high ...

* Strausbaugh, Gertrude N. "Somewhere in the West." Seattle, WA: C.P. Johnston Co., 1929. 549 / 549-30-N

* Strausbaugh, Gertrude N. “Somewhere in the West.” Spokane, WA: Robbins-Tillquist Co.; Chicago: C.T. Co., 1929. 549-30

* Strauss, Joseph B. “The Redwoods.” np: 193- "Author, Joseph B. Strauss, builder of the Golden Gate Bridge; Richardson Grove." Photo postcard 3-R-11

* Strauss, Joseph B. "The Redwoods." Crescent City, CA: Art Ray, 1950s B-200 Devolite Peerless.

* Strauss, Joseph B. "The Redwoods." [Crescent City, CA]: Art Ray, 1950s 201 EKC

* Strauss, Joseph B. "The Redwoods." San Francisco, CA: E.F. Clements, 196- C9322 "Natural color by Mike Roberts."

"Here, sown by the Creator's hand,
In serried ranks, the Redwoods stand;
No other clime is honored so,
No other lands their glory know.
The greatest of Earth's living forms,
Tall conquerors that laugh the storms;
Their challenge still unanswered rings,
Through fifty centuries of kings.
The nations that with them were young,
Rich empires, with their forts far-flung,
Lie buried now - their splendor gone;
But these proud monarchs still live on.
So shall they live, when end our day,
When our crude citadels decay;
For brief the years allotted man,
But infinite perennials' span.
This is their temple, vaulted high,
And here we pause with reverent eye,
With silent tongue and awe-struck soul;
For here we sense life's proper goal.
To be like these, straight, true and fine,
To make our world, like theirs, ashrine;
Sink down, Oh, traveler, on your knees,
God stands before you in these trees."

* Strauss, Joseph B. "The Redwoods." San Francisco, CA: E.F. Clements, 196- 128 "Selithco true color from Ektachrome."

* Strauss, Joseph B. "The Redwoods." Big Basin, CA: Botehlo Bros., [c1972]. B2030 "The continental card." "Mike Roberts, Berkeley."

* Strauss, Joseph B. "The Redwoods." Mill Valley, CA: Zan Stark, 195- R9 / 18676 "Colourpicture publication, Boston, MA."

* Striker, William Chelcie. "My Montana." Spokane, WA: Robbins-Tillquist, [c1945]. 941

"My Montana." Oh gorgeous state, you are a paradise! With mountains wild that lift up towards the sky Their airy peaks with beauties that suffice The soul of man and make his ideals high. I love your pine trees hugging mountain's cheek; Your waterfalls that lecture to the stones; Your hazy valleys, stretching out to greet The log-hewn huts - the rancher's novel homes. I love your various game; and eagle proud That soars around the lonely, rocky nest, And as I stand a voice breaks sweet and loud; "Montana mine, queen of the Golden West."

* Striker, William Chelcie. “My Montana.” Spokane, WA: Robbins-Tillquist Co., 193-. 941 / 111398

* T.W.H. "Well folks my time's up." Milwaukee, WI: E.C. Kropp, c1939. "August 15, 1935." ("Copyright by Leo R. Mallonee, Claremore, Okla.")

* T.W.H. "Well folks my time's up." Tulsa, OK: Oklahoma News Co., c1952. "August 15, 1935." (C.T. American Art) ONC -76 / 1B825-N

"Well folks my time's up." The "big boss" called Will Rogers To the ranch beyond the divide, So we are lonesome rangers, For we miss him on this side. It happened Will was a ridin, Up on the Alaskan range, When the big alarm clock sounded, And Joe Crosson took the reins. The "pictures" don't seem natural, The newspapers all seem dull, Without Will's quips in the corner, And him grinnin, just above."

* "Texas a paradise. Chicago: Curteich, [1946]. (C.T. Art-Colortone; General Texas Scene) "By the author of 'Hell in Texas'." TX12 / 6B-H248

"Texas a paradise." The Lord said he wished to show To His erring children here below That He had plenty in His store For those who knocked at Heaven's door. And hence would give to some bright land Samples of blessings from his right hand ...

* "[There was a young lass from the west]." [S.l.] : A.H. Co., [191-].

Woman on cover:

"There was a young lass from the west
Who always seemed at her best,
When she went out for fun
With her rope and her gun,
She certainly was quite self possessed."

* “That’s way out west.” Chicago: Curteich, 1939. (C.T. Art-Colortone.) Distributed by J.R. Willis, Albuquerque, NM. N.24 / 9A-H1253

* Weiser, Nona Alice. “We love our own Montana.” [Yellowstone, MT]: np, [1940]. “Words and music by Nona Alice Weiser.”

* "The western lads ..." Chicago: Curteich, [1940]. (C.T. Art-Colortone; C.T. Dude Ranch comics) C-1017

"The western lads can throw the bull
And rope a charging steer
But they leave their saddles empty
Whene'er the girls appear."

* White, Laura Chambers. "San Francisco." [San Francisco, CA: Laura Chambers White, 1909].

* Wilkins, Harry Russell. "The old cabin home." Asheville, NC: Asheville Post Card Co., 1946. T-15

"Far from all the turmoil of a busy world
There's an old log-cabin on a mountain side.
Oh, the happiness packed in that humble home!
Snug within its walls, faith, hope and love abide ..."

* Willson, Roscoe G. "Twilight on the desert." Chicago: Curteich, 1940. "Distributed by Lollesgard Specialty Co., Tucson, Arizona." (C.T. Art-Colortone) D-48 / 0B-H2720

"The light of day has gone. The West
Glows bright with clouds of golden hue.
The desert life that shuns the day
Creeps forth to bid the sun adieu.
Down from the mountain breathes the wind;
The night hawk darts with eerie cry,
While starkly stands the desert growth
In silhouette against the sky."

* Yazzie, Old Hosteen "Indian lament." El Paso, TX: Sandoval News Co.; Tucson, AZ, [1934]. M5 / 42856

* Yazzie, Old Hosteen "Indian lament." Chicago : Curteich, [1932]. (C.T. American Art) Distributed by: J.R. Willis, Albuquerque, NM. N-8 / 2A-H860

"Indian lament." Wife he die, I so sad, My o' hoss Done gone bad. Buy ol' Ford No good too - Ride and push No can do. White man banker No can trust, Take it monies - Bank go bust. Republican, Stock-market hogs, Run it country To the dogs. Democrat, He big money man, Big money man Republican. No more money man By damn- I done vote For Uncle Sam.

* Yeagley, J.W. "Mountain scenery." Chicago: Curteich, [1938]. (C.T. Art-Colortone.) 8A-H2050 (C.T. Privy Cards)

* Yore, Clem. "Colorado poem." Denver, CO: Sanborn Souvenir Co., nd [c1916]. "One of the reasons why Colorado is the playground of America." 205 / 5631-29

* Yore, Clem. "Colorado poem." Denver, CO: Sanborn Souvenir Co., nd [c1916]. "One of the reasons why Colorado is the playground of America." (Variant) 205 / 5631-29-N

"Colorado poem." There's a place where the gold of heaven Just drips when sunsets glow. Where the picturesque pine and the coy columbine And the timberline mignonette grow. There's a region of wonderful whispers That drift through the nation-old trees There are purples and reds, in the shifting cloud-beds That change with each echoful breeze ...

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