The Coconino weekly sun., 1894-06-28

SDL S-- tion Profusely no doubt, in a fashion bucolic, With scarce any choice twixt fight and a
 collie,
 Whenever that banner up there is unfurled, The flag of my country, the bloom O the world It may be bad form, !" or provincial" or fly" To wake up the dead on the Fourth of July With cannons and tirecrackers, trumpets and
 drums;
 Nut tho blood in my veins sort O bubbles and
 huns
 Whenever that banner up there is unfurled. The flag of my country the bloom O the world! Forbid not the children the girls and the boys; Of such is the Kingdom: go on with the noisel It's good to be young, and it's good to be here On the happiest day that comes in the year The day on which Freedom "Old Glory" un-
 furled,
 The flag of my country, the bloom O the world God bless the old fogy with fire in his eye And a whoop in his throat for the Fourth of
 JulyI
 share his delight in spread-eagle lingo, And his cock-o' '-the-walk sort O patriot jingo Whenever that banner up there is unfurled, The flag of my country, the bloom O the worldl It's all very we'll to be courteous and pleasant, And praise other nations-when strangers are
 present;
 But tnere s no use O talking, It m me 70 say We can lick all creation and rest half the day, Whenever that banner up there Is unfurled, The flag of my country, the bloom O the world! Some folks that we've walloped need more of it
 yet,
 To remind 'em of Yorktown, we'll say, or Chal-
 mctte,
 To teach 'em good manners-a thing that they
 lack.
 Is Kiplng around' Well, don't take it back Just now, when the banner up there is unfurled, The flag of my country, the bloom O the world! We kcep open house, and we have the same
 word
 or welcome for peasant, or flunlley, or lord; And we'd just lief kick out a king as
 tramp,
 If he looks like brute and behaves like a
 scamp,
 Whenever that banner up there Is unfurled The flag of my country, the bloom O the world! If aliens don't think that our land is the best, Let emtake themselves back to their own and
 be blest;
 Where they'll not have to look democrats in
 the eye,
 Or sec the bird soar on the Fourth of July What time that old banner up there is unfurled. The flag of my country, the bloom O the world! For as long as time lasts, or while freemen sur ViYe
 And swarm in our nation like bees in hive, Wen have our own way, and our way will be
 right; And, a glory by day and splendor by night, That banner shall lead; it will never be furled, The flag of my country, the bloom O the world It's queer; but my eyes kind O i'll up with
 water, .... 4 pd somehow my voice don't sound as clear as
 1t ought to 9Than thInir 1f ba man nd f ba dave hal ora dead ar Sf the wrongs that were borne and the blood,
 that was shed For the sake of that banner above us unfurled The flag of my country, the bloom O the world! Lawki how despIse certain fellows know Self-styled cosmopOlites, in for show Of uniyerSality, looking so wise And half making fun of our Fourth O Julys; And winking like apes when our banners un-
 furled, The flag of my country, the bloom O the worldl I'd just like to stamp em down under my feet, Or give 'em a whaling whenever we'meetl What are they fit for under the sun? The thought of battle would make em all
 run,
 Desert the old banner that Freedom unfurled, The flag of my country, the bloom O the world ohl yes, twould be useless for me to deny That I'm kind O worked up on the Fourth O
 July, And proud of our record and proud of our
 fame We'll, yes, I am old; but you bet be game Whenever that banner up there is unfurled, The flag of my country, the bloom O the worldi Where's that declaration' Just read 1t once
 more, Then wheel out the cannons, and let 'em all
 roar
 For the precious old flag that our heroes have
 borne
 lorn- That banner of glory by Freedom unfured, The flag of my country, the bloom O the worldI Read at Roseland Park N. J., by Maurice Tndanandapf