Legend of the Rio Grande Council 
Wewanoma Lodge 272
R. J. "Bud" Bohner

Years ago in the seventh moon and the twelfth day,
Of the year nineteen hundred forty four,
There met together, on the banks of the Arroyo,
A band of Braves who bound themselves together,
    in a Lodge.
A Lodge of Service called the "Order of the Arrow".
These Braves were: John England, Bud Bohner, 
Dale Fagin, Jim Johnson, Arnold Dreyer, Melvin House, 
W. Edward Perry, Walter Volz, Steve Bosio,
Don Gregory, Joe Brock, Bob Sloan, and R. H. Post.
This Lodge was to be build on Service that braves
Who were to come may learn to help their brothers.
That each brave that entered was to strive to be
And live better as the moons wore on --
That each would spend time alone to look into his heart,
To see there was no hatred there -- no envy, no jealousy.
The Braves then named their Chieftain -- Bob Sloan --
Who was to be their leader, until the moon set for the twelfth time. 
Today we are of that Lodge --
May the Great Spirit permit us
To so conduct ourselves as to be a credit
To our Brothers.

In the days when the white man fought his brother
In the War called Number Two
There lived in the Valley of the Rio Grande,
Some Braves with work to do! 
So they bound themselves together
With love and service you cannot dodge.
And they called the mighty gathering
The "Order of the Arrow" Lodge.
Where a Brave may offer Service --
Cheerfully -- to his brother while he's young
And teach him why the coyote yells
And how the Oriole nest is hung --
And teach him to love his brothers,
Be they red or black or white.
And teach him not to be a coward,
But if need be that he must fight.
To these Braves they named their Chieftain
The best among them, by name of Sloan
Who sat the time for Vigil,
When a brave must thing alone
Alone, to learn what's in his heart
That he may help his fellow man
To do the work that is his lot -- since time began.
And to cheerfully help others.
So today we are of that Lodge,
And our purpose in life is clear,
We offer Service, Love, and Helpfulness,
With a heart that is full of Cheer.

(From an early Lodge Handbook)