U's from Uganda, all woolly and black; His clothes are a belt round a shirt on his back. Now he's got a new railway from shore unto shore, And the lions skulk off when the red engines roar! [Illustration] V's a Victorian! That's a good name! Preserving our honoured Victoria's fame. And the land's like her memory, so I've been told, With its jewels for setting, and heart of pure gold! [Illustration] W's a Welsh babe. Don't look at her hat! Though it's shaped like a witch's, she's nothing of that! She trips off to market, too keen to be late, And she sings once a year at a strange sort of fête! [Illustration] X is an extra babe; just what we need To complete our strong Empire in will and in deed! And we hope every year, as the centuries fade, More xcellent xtras will come to our aid. [Illustration] Y is a Yukon,--a wee red papoose, In a snug blanket-coat, and smart moccasin shoes. He's a creature of summer, without any doubt, For in winter it's always too cold to go out. [Illustration] Z is a Zulu, with fierce assagai: Do you think he could hurt you? I'd rather not try! But he won't, if he _could_, for our battles are o'er, And now we're all friends--Briton, Zulu, and Boer! [Illustration] Babes of the Empire, from A down to Z, Peace be the law where your banner's unfurled! Happy of heart and contented of head-- Babes of the Empire that governs the world! End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of Babes of the Empire, by Thomas Stevens