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An' the Captain saw the shrapnel (which is six

an’-thirty clear). ('Orse-Gunners, listen to my song!) “Will you draw the weight,” sez 'e, “or will you

draw the beer ?” An’ we didn't keep 'im waitin' very long.

For the Captain, etc.

Then we trotted gentle, not to break the bloomin'

glass, Though the Arabites 'ad all their ranges marked; But we dursn't ’ardly gallop, for the most was

bottled Bass, An' we'd dreamed of it since we was disem

barked. So we fired economic with the shells we 'ad in 'and,

('Orse-Gunners, listen to my song!) But the beggars under cover 'ad the impidence to

stand, An' we couldn't keep 'em waitin' very long.

And the Captain, etc.

So we finished ’arf the liquor (an' the Captain took

champagne), An' the Arabites was shootin' all the while;

An' we left our wounded ’appy with the empties

on the plain, An' we used the bloomin' guns for pro-jec-tile! We limbered up an' galloped—there were nothin'

else to do('Orse-Gunners, listen to my song !) An' the Battery come a-boundin' like a boundin'

kangaroo, But they didn't watch us comin' very long.

As the Captain, etc.

We was goin' most extended—we was drivin'

very fine, An' the Arabites were loosin' 'igh an' wide, Till the Captain took the glassy with a rattlin'

right incline, An' we dropped upon their ’eads the other side. Then we give 'em quarter—such as 'adn't up and

cut, ('Orse-Gunners, listen to my song!) An' the Captain stood a limberful of fizzy-some

thin' Brutt,
But we didn't leave it fizzing very long.

For the Captain, etc.

We might ha' been court-martialled, but it all

come out all right When they signalled us to join the main com

mand. There was every round expended, there was every

gunner tight, An' the Captain waved a corkscrew in 'is 'and!

But the Captain had 'is jacket, etc.

THE 'EATHEN.

THE 'eathen in 'is blindness bows down to wood

an' stone; ’E don't obey no orders unless they is 'is own; 'E keeps 'is side-arms awful: 'e leaves 'em all

about, . An' then comes up the regiment an' pokes the

'eathen out.

All along o' dirtiness, all along o' mess,
All along o' doin' things rather-more-or-less,
All along of abby-nay,* kul, f and hazar-ho, I.
Mind you keep your rifle an' yourself jus' so!

The young recruit is 'aughty-'e draf's from Gawd

knows where; They bid 'im show 'is stockin's an’ lay 'is mattress

square;

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'E calls it bloomin' nonsense-'e doesn't know, no

moreAn' then up comes 'is company an' kicks 'em

round the floor!

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The young recruit is silly—'e thinks o'suicide; 'E's lost 'is gutter-devil; 'e 'asn't got 'is pride; But day by day they kicks 'im, which 'elps 'im on

a bit, Till 'e finds 'isself one mornin' with a full an'

proper kit.

Gettin' clear ó' dirtiness, gettin' done with

mess, Gettin' shut o doin' things rather-more-or

less ; Not so fond of abby-nay, kul, nor hazar-ho, Learns to keep 'is rifle an' 'isself jus' so!

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