| Annunciation’s Tribute of Love and Respect to 
              the Presidents      To all the beloved presidents 
              of the American republic, and more especially in tender memory of 
              our three assassinated presidents, Lincoln, Garfield and McKinley, 
              who suffered martyrdom by the hand of the enemy as they were leading 
              the bride, the government of Uncle Sam, the Son of 
              the American Wilderness, to the golden altar of National Matrimony. 
              [41][42]These are events in our history that 
              can never be erased from the holy tablets of American memory.
 Never will that memorable day be forgotten, 
              when our beloved President McKinley was officiating at the door 
              of this Eden Age, the first year (1901), ninth month, and sixth 
              day of this century, at the great marriage supper of the nations 
              at the city of Buffalo, proclaiming to all nations, “that God and 
              man had so linked the nations together that the days of exclusiveness 
              are past, and that reciprocity treaties are in harmony with the 
              spirit of the times.”
 Just at a period of time we were entering 
              what I choose to call the Golden Period of all the Ages, when all 
              nations seemed to be coming closer together in national matrimony, 
              with silken ribbons of love to entwine, and decanters of frankincense 
              and of myrrh; all hailing the bride of the American land.
  
               
                 Yes, all hailing the Bride of the sunset land,When that enemy stepped up with a gun in his hand;
 And pretending to shake our chief executive’s hand,
 That murderous one, his life did demand.
 And brought sorrow and mourning throughout the whole land. [42][43]
 But the silken ribbons of love and decanters of myrrh
 Were presented to the bride, and she has them yet, sir;
 Uncle Sam’s the son, and the government’s his bride,
 Roosevelt became our president, behind old glory, our pride.
 But the martyrs are gone who once ministered by our side,
 Yet in loving remembrance, they’ll ever abide
 Forever.
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