As Boston gave in battle’s whir
That red, dread day at Bunker Hill.
San Francisco, September, 1899.
TO YE FIGHTING LORDS OF LONDON TOWN.
CHRISTMAS MORNING, 1899.
“The equipment of the Maine hospital ship by our American cousins warrants us in saying at least that they wish us well.”
We wish you well in all that’s well,
Would bind your wounds, would clothe, would feed—
Lay flowers where your brave men fell
In desert lands, exalt each deed