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| a Growing City The Oshawa Daily Tunes Succeeding THE OSHAWA DAILY REFORMER _.--- All the News While | It Is News Vol. 3--No. 34 OSHAWA, ONTARIO, SATURDAY, AUGUST 11th, 1928 This Issue 10c. per Copy Section 1 --Pages 1 to 4 # 4 # 7 7 # | ] : ) | : : : : | | : : : | : $ EEE 4 4 4 /4 SN WHEREVER heavenward, fair temples rise, And men behold their majesty, in awe, Mine was the hand that wrought without a flaw; Mine was the vision; mine, the seeing eyes. Mountains that block my path I push aside; I bridge the raging seas, and ride the air; The task from which men shrink, I blithely dare, And, where men fear to walk -- there, I abide! GINS IEENINTN BERENS EELS SSS SL SESE SESS SEE Ar) The Master Builder 'By W. T. WitHrROW I breathe upon the desert, and behold It burgeons into blossom, and the root Of new-born life strikes deep, and goodly fruit Ripens, to turn the desert sands to gold! EE mmm m I gaze upon the barren rocks, and lo! - Fair cities rise, and caravans that bring Rich burdens come, and men and maidens sing For joy, that life and love are theirs to know! Spirit am I; yet not a bloodless wraith. Strong-limbed, robust,companion soul to Mars, I build for man a stairway to the stars; I am The Master Builder -- I am FAITH! TET ITO Oh Dor Br OY #iig $ $ $ | $ $ $ $ $ $ % $ $ 3 $ | $ $ 3 2 $ 3 $ 3 $ $ $ $ 3 3 $ $ : $ $ : $ $ 3 $ $ $ $ $ $ :