The Uncrowned Hero by W. R. Patterson

Pacific Press Publishing Association · Mountain View, California · Apr 21, 1914

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 41, No. 15.

The Uncrowned Hero

By W. R. Patterson

WE'VE praise for the man at the top— We laud him up to the skies, But have little thought for him who fought, And fell battl'ing for the prize. We have garlands for the chieftain Who rides from the field of fray; But who will tell how hard and well He fought who lost the day?

Not written among the great? Unknown to the ranks of fame? If his heart was true, and he dared to do, He was a hero just the same. True Merit often limps afoot, While Fraud rides high in the van. To do one's best is the royal test Of a true and valiant man.

Then hail to the uncrowned hero! Let's toast in a fitting way. With water clear and a hearty cheer, Let's drink to his health to-day. W. R. PATTERSON.