An' when th' President called fer men Ol' Jeff growd suddenly tall, "I'm proud o' my country, boys," said he, Es he chawed at th' end of a twine; An' we heard him add in accents glad: "Say, boys, thet wus mighty fine!" Ol' Jeff hed a boy o' twenty-three, An' a strappin' good feller, too, An' when he heard th' wus goin' t' be war He put on a suit o' blue; But he turned t' th' crowd an' said aloud: "Say, boys, thet wus mighty fine!" An' when he read o' th' Manila fight, How Dewey had smashed a fleet, An' all the village went rippin' mad An' hollerin' in th' street, Ol' Jeff came down through his gar den plot An' he leant on th' harbor vine, An' we heard him say in his quiet I ken nae mon sae fu' o' fire It vas not gueer dis Roosevelt Vas sooch a prave gommander; I dells you I mineself haf felt It vas der ploot, mine friends, der ploot, Dot mages der vearless soldtier; An' dere vas none von ha'f so gootRemember vot I toldt you As his, vor he's von Dutchman! Av course our Teddy's bould and brave, How ilse could he be other? No foiner lad, Oi well belave, E'er woman had for mother. Av coorse he drubbed thim Spanyards haard Down there at Santiago; Because, begob, he's Oirish! To serve as any's henchman; GUAM. AN AGE of wonders dawned on Guam, ARMY DIET. MY father says 'at sojers is The braves' mens 'at ever was; 'At when they hears the shots go "Whiz!" They don't mind it a bit, bekuz The whiz means 'at you ain't got hit, An' so they ist don't keer a bit. Pa says 'at sojers knows a lot, An' they can walk "ist like one man," An' aim so well 'at every shot Will hit a sneakin' Spaniard, an' He says they have to eat "hard tacks” An' carry "raccoons" on their backs. And plenty of courage, too. So give him a place in the family, lads, We've plenty for him to do. At sea he chaffs the sailor men, For he never was built for a shirk. So sling his hammock up for'ard, lads, And teach him to use the dirk. On land he cibows and jostles about, Then fill your mugs to the young'un, lads, Who mixes with every crew; On land or sea, wherever he be, We'll always find him true, And we'll give him a place in the family, lads, For there's plenty for him to do. William McKinley, War President of the United States, was born in Niles, Ohio, January 29, 1843. He enlisted as a private in the Civil War and was mustered out as a Brevet Major. His entrance into national politics was in 1876, when he was first elected to Congress. As Chairman of the Ways and Means Committee he later shaped the tariff legislation of his party. In 1891 he was elected Governor of Ohio and in 1896 was elected to the Presidency. He employed every means consistent with the honor and dignity of the Nation to avert the war with Spain, but when war became inevitable he prosecuted it vigorously. Congress voted him $50,000,000 as a personal war fund. Admiral in is in his sixty-first year. He graduated from Annapolis before the Civil war, served under Farragut and was specially commended for gallantry at the battle of Mobile Bay. At the beginning of the Spanish-American War he was a Commodore commanding the Asiatic squadron. His victory at the battle of Manila is unparalleled in naval history. Congress created the rank of full Admiral for him, to which he was at once appointed. |