Our San Francisco

By Charles Harry White, San Francisco

9t99" of the West, Enthroned upon her Hills,' Smiling to the Purple Dawn, Laughing through the Golden Days g{y.d. priShtly Sparkling Nights. Wrthln her prectncts, Romance Lurks in every Nook, Adventure Waits 'round every Corner.

Conceived in the Hot Fervor of Gold Desire, Born into the Romance of the Farthest Frontier. Her Childhood d Frenzied Turmoil of High Endear.or. Her full Golden Youth Now Blossomed into Gorgeous Maturity- A Darling City of lfearts Desire.

Her Broad Highway, Market Street, Stretches from a Green Jade Bay

To the Mighty Titans, "Trvin Peaks," Friendly Sentinels, Holding Jocosely back the Eternal Hills

From further Encroaching ontheCity of Fair Deligl-rt.

The "Embarcadero," Miles of Water Front, Teeming with Motor Trucks and Drays; The Gigantic Wharves, to which are Tethered The Modern Galleons of Steel, Hailing from Hindustan or Panama's Palm Fringed Bay, Or from beneath the Shadow of Fuji Yama;

Porvell Street, full of Fair Skinned Fairies, And Rosy Cheeked Sprites, In Silk Stockinged Trimness; Restaurants and Hospitable Hotels, Pnrveying the Choicest Viands of Olympus, Gathered from the Gardens of the Gods.

Golden Gate Park, a Principality, Its Face toward China. Its Emerald Lakes and Wooded Glens, And Far Flung T awns, Where H"ppy Children Gambol and Play;