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DR. GEORGE SHORKLEY OF CAMDEN.
 
DR. GEORGE SHORKLEY OF CAMDEN.
  
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UP where the midnight sun streams thru the Northern night;
 
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Fighting the weary miles as only Men could fight,
P where the midnight sun st.reams thru the Northern ni~ht;
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He was one of the band, facing the North, alone,
Fightin2; the weary miles as only Men could fight.
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Seeking the heart of things, bunting the great unknown.
He was one of tbe band, facing the North, alone.
 
Seeking the heart of things, bunting the great unkuown.
 
 
Never a finer quest have men of daring dared;
 
Never a finer quest have men of daring dared;
Never were greater risks than those that Shorkley shared;
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Never were greater risks than those that Shorkley shared,
Five long years be gave, strength of body and soulLeagues to the North each time; each time nearer the pole.
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Five long years he gave, strength of body and soul—
Soldier and surgeon he; man of tbe land and the sea
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Leagues to the North each time; each time nearer the pole.
Followed the flag tbat waved for Cuba's liberty;
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Soldier and surgeon he; man of the land and the sea
And now in a seaport town mIres up his work again
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Followed the flag that waved for Cuba's liberty;
Doing his daily round; sootbing the bed of pain.
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And now in a seaport town takes up his work again
 
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Doing his daily round; soothing the bed of pain.
 

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DR. GEORGE SHORKLEY OF CAMDEN.

UP where the midnight sun streams thru the Northern night; Fighting the weary miles as only Men could fight, He was one of the band, facing the North, alone, Seeking the heart of things, bunting the great unknown. Never a finer quest have men of daring dared; Never were greater risks than those that Shorkley shared, Five long years he gave, strength of body and soul— Leagues to the North each time; each time nearer the pole. Soldier and surgeon he; man of the land and the sea Followed the flag that waved for Cuba's liberty; And now in a seaport town takes up his work again Doing his daily round; soothing the bed of pain.