PAL O' MINE

They have brought him back to the hillshe loved,

Where the sun is warm and the sky isclear,

Where the stars keep watch through thelong, long night;And all is peace and God is near.

If men grow hard, and friends prove false;And those he loved shall be unkind,The hills will keep their age-long guard;His warm, heart still HE will not mind.

They have brought him back to the hillshe loved,

To the whispering wind in the spruceand pine;

And the hills will watch through the long,long years;

God will be kind O pal o' mine. [Quoted from the June issue of the Railway Post Office Journal.]

TO ALEYNE A. FISHER