The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, May 24, 1903, Page 13

[ )av oF THE McCuLLOCH WILLIAMYS [V \¢ . EAD ¢# | 2y MARTHA \ As throbding drum and shrilling fife Call through (Ais morn of May; The veteran tharille to yduth again- The sad years drop away; Again bew supple, strong and straight, Part of a dauntlesr line That sweeps the field and drowis in cheers The bullets’ fearsome wWiine. Today fie is the houschold’s pride - For grcater than a King: The grandchildren look up to him IALtA awe and wondering,. They fetch fis fat and touch fiis sword, And shAuddering, whisper low™ “I wonder, did it Rill a man, A long, long, time ago?” From dust of death and dew" of tears Upsprings the finest flower; S blooms the daudhter of the post To crown Memorial hour. Jhe brinds the tribute of the land : To deck its deathless brave— What wonder if they” thrill to feel er step beside” each grav/e? Cblumbia, Empresr of ithe Wert, AAlike on land and/ sea,, Your rtarry Vvestments wake acclaim- The banner of the Sfree! O Sovereign-Mother! smile on u~s, The While we Kneel and prey; For thore Who died to live again On cach Memorial Day.