I don’t jist feel like mixin’ up in all that crush and din!
There’ll be enough to welcome them—to cheer them when they come
A-marchin’ bravely to the time that’s beat upon the drum,
And the boys’ll never notice—not a one of ’em will care,
For the soldier that would miss me ain’t a goin’ to be there!
S. E. Kiser.
IN MEMORIAM.
It was a strange coincidence, and a fitting end for a noble old seaman who had given his life to the service of his country, that Rear-Admiral W. A. Kirkland, U. S. N., and once commandant at Mare Island, should die the day peace was declared between our country and Spain. In strong tones give the command, “Cease firing!” Point to “the red flames,” “the gray smoke-shrouded hills,” “the weary troops,” “the armored squadron,” etc. On the first two lines of the last verse use [Figure 11 of Typical Gestures].
