Epilogue 147

Beyond doth rise a shady hill, so green And verdant woodlands in the distance seen The Church that tops the hill with cross on high A finger points to realms beyond the sky.

And Souris West upon the farther side With bridge that spans the Harbour’s flowing tide,

The peaceful river winding far away Along the verdant hills of Gowan Brae.

Fair Souris, may thy beauty still increase, May plenty reign with happiness and peace,

And may you grow as years shall pass away Until a city stands by Colville Bay.

STREET MAP

Town of Souri:

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See Appendix D.

Maven-my ol‘l‘m offload-n Town of Souris in 1986.