Wesley Ulch,
Elihu Scratch, Sec.
Actually, up till that minute I had had no thought of them looking upon me as their leader. The words contained in the address filled my living room, and I could hardly reply. But my thoughts drifted back to that September morning of 1873; and if this address were in its proper place, it would be engraved on the tombstones of those two dear old men who set me such a self-sacrificing example of good sportsmanship on that little pigeon hunt, so long ago.
I LOVE THE BIRDS AND THEY HAVE COME TO ME
I PLANT ROSES, AND THEY ARCH MY PATH WITH THEIR FRAGRANT BLOOM
BUT BEST OF ALL I LOVE BOYS, AND BOYS LOVE ME IN RETURN
This photograph is of my Sunday school class twenty years ago.