500 RUDYARD KIPLING'S VERSE
Then do not be discouraged, 'Eaven is your 'elper,
We'll learn you not to forget. An* you mustn't swear an curse, or you'll only catch it
worse, And we'll make you svldiers yet ?
Soldiers yet, ijyouve got it in you
All for the sake of the Core; Soldiers yet, if we 'ave to skin you
Run an' get the beer, Johnny Raw Johnny Raw !
Ho ! run an' get the beer, Johnny Raw !
CHOLERA CAMP
(Infantry in India)
got the cholerer in camp it's worse than forty fights;
We're dyin' in the wilderness the same as Isrulites; It's before us, an' be'ind us, an' we cannot get away, An' the doctor's just reported we've ten more to-day!
Oh, strike your camp an' go, the bugle's callin',
The Rains arefallin'
The dead are bushed an' stoned to keep 'em safe below. The Band's a-doin 'all she knows to cheer us; The Chaplain's gone and prayed to Gawd to 'ear us
To 'ear us Lord, for it's a-killin of us so !
Since August, when it started, it's been stickin' to our tail, Though they've 'ad us out by marches an' they've 'ad us
back by rail;
But it runs as fast as troop trains, and we cannot get away; An' the sick-list to the Colonel makes ten more to-day.
