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Excerpt from The Parish of the Pines: The Story of Frank Higgins, the Lumberjacks Sky Pilot The Parish of the Pines "Where the winter's chill is deep and still, Where summer days are long, Where sighing breeze and branches fill The air with sob and song, There lies a parish of the Lord No wall or street confines: There 'waits the coming of the Lord The Parish of the Pines. "No tower uplifts its gilded spire Above a house of prayer, No organ tower or swaying choir Makes sweetest music there, For 'tis a vineyard choked with weeds And lush with tangled vines; Yea, much it lacks and much it needs - The Parish of the Pines. "Yet word of God is word of God In camp or pulpit told, And men of forest and of sod Await the story old. 'Tis time to hew away the sin That now the soul confines, And let a little sunshine in The Parish of the Pines." - Douglas Mallock. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.