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3!bfi San Francisco Sunday. Call*
THE GENTLE FOREFATHERS OF THE NATIVE SON The stately Indian roamed the wood; . No ax had he with which lo split: And when it. rained he stood and drained. Alas, he cared not one damp bit The Spaniard; held: a lordly sway:/ ; Hisdayiwas full of Jm'cmd fights: vj Sombrero Wreathed, his [dagger sheathed, He made the old guitar 'work nights. » , :.,v; Bold' men "ttcr'c : /Acy u?Ao u-'on* /Ac Wesf. m 77»e f/a// o/ ! fame must hold their clay. It Was no'srbprlo make the map Lopsided out' cur golden Way. On consecrated ; ground, we tread ; '\u25a0 . • Their life-bload mingled with ; the dew. %.. The Native Son* is a'sori-of-a-gun And the sdn of a pistol, too. v. //c proudly viewed his heritage; Nor copkslpve nor cookbook'had'he: On acorn dief the tribelwaxed -quiet- Poor Lo had met ; his - twenty-three. III; \u25a0't/The , senorita ,r Won ' hiv hearj~< : _ / He'd give her > diamond '\u25a0> castanets; ;• ;,\ He'd. /pilch}' right? in/ a^,eam',lherr\^when\ He'd smoked a million \u25a0 cisareUes7 X : \u25a0\u25a0 : ?>A LouJ .'; rakish * craft sailed in the Gate, . In/ San : Pnndsco Bay they rolled . The/Buccaneer we know > was here because we /find his blooming cold. - - . ::\u25a0 :>.-\u25a0\u25a0:) \u25a0£?*. \u25a0*•\u25a0• \u25a0•\u25a0• • \u25a0- ;;\ *-w- - Out from/I^ oo York, came \ Fremont s .men, Pathfinding t through i the/ waving wheat; And in their hunt/down on .the] Front They I found old/ muddy Fremont street. > f -The: Bear ; f7ag Par/y ' a)en/ ; /o ' ZiuW/ iheyrbore^aiSnoW'Whiterap "•;.- r, heyj yanked « a ' 6ear out of? his j /aw/: Andimadefther'greal ) Bear"; Fids: ? > :';; IV* ' For , onee ': /nc £ city's lid was on. ''No 'tiger here Ipfbuck!" he cried; ' ; ''Oh,)cursciheluc^!the^^ Then 'he/sailcdi out to /buck/ the tide. V;i ;• Whenever-. travelers Ipst/ the (road Fremont fared for thy to ifind/the < tracl(. He loved to sail/ the crooked .trail And fetch the : wayward • back '\u25a0\u25a0; r 4 l&iS \ Let s take our banner back to town ;|j , jye II hotsl- it on the flagpole, yes I- ;1 /Imf nou? ;//jc 'bear wears on ;hls ' hair/W . F/ic j tales ofgold-jb&w , thousands herei\ And life was one 'glad sizzi^/ / The pioneer -he/Jtadf no year;. T /, Hesaid^l^t^'My/^izz^x '. v F^erhaps^lhe^mine '.wagffitllfof- gold Ala^ t %if^ughtiwaf^yit'] /He'd/sal^lhe^ Nexl day gihlo the Senate. //:Ahi see the gentle cowboy inhere. T he broncho I was this pride. •' /He'd'; hook his' spur : clean 'through the • /tir, 'Ai^'-hotO/he'd^yell\.andt]sh67>t7and':ride. \u25a0The good old farmer came \u25a0; try time. The "years '» have 'seen /his \ kind ': increase;. Hc.spendszhis lod/ upon /the; sod 'And rniU^sthe docile pigs anc^ geese. VIII; Friend was he ? (o : ios/ immigrants. * .4 A, " gladly would - /Ac cowboy 'steer The prairie schooner, although he'd sooner Pilot" the ; kjmd.lhcy] load ; u?i/A \u25a0\u25a0 &€cr. ivxUj The hayseed of the Golden West Is not a lemon you can squeeze. . ;\u25a0' When , he : comes fdown \u25a0to see the town The green^ goods mm take /o the trees.