"Good-bye, old Germany, farewell to you, You'll have no Kaiser when the war is through. You'll have no army, no shot and shell, Good-bye, old Germany--and go to----" There they switched--to please the padre--and chorused gleefully:-- "You're in the army now, You're in the army now, You son of a gun, you'll never be done, You're in the army now." What happened to the first Canadian division at Ypres during the two weeks following the first gas attack made by the Germans (April 15-22) is an old, and glorious story in the annals of Canadian bravery. The Highland brigade went into the blood-drenched salient to the lilt of:-- "Sing a song of bonny Scotland." They sang little during the slaughter-pregnant, fight-full days and nights which followed; but at the first halt following their departure from that section of the line (May 5-15), one brave heart sang:-- (Air--Sing Me to Sleep.) "Far, far from Ypres, I want to be, Where German snipers cannot get me; Think of me crouching, where the shells shriek, Praying for sergeant to sing me to sleep." During the fierce fighting at Festubert, towards the end of that month, they had learned the trench classic:-- (Sung mock seriously.) "I want to go home, I want to go home, The bullets they rattle, the cannon they roar, I don't want to go up any more. Take me over the seas, Where the Alleman' cannot get me, Oh, my, I don't want to die, I want to go Home." About that time they realised that there was little good in the jam issued to the troops in the field, so they joined in with the soldiers of the Imperial Army when those cheery fellows sang:-- "Tickler's Jam, Tickler's Jam, How I love old Tickler's Jam; Sent from England in one pound pots, Packed it is in ten ton lots; Every night when I'm asleep, I'm dreaming that I am Forcing my way through the Dardanelles, With a pot of Tickler's Jam." Next month they dared to carol (from the "Duck's Bill" salient at Givenchy) with "Fritz" only forty yards away:-- (Air--Hold Your Hand Out, Naughty Boy.) "Keep your head down, Alleman'; keep your head down, Alleman', Last night in the pale moonlight, I saw you, I saw you; You were fixing up your barbed wire, when we opened up rapid fire; If you ever want to see your dear Germany, keep your head down, you Alleman'." The first brigade of the first division got badly mauled there. One battalion has been reported as singing the Canadian National Anthem while waiting to go "over the top." What they did sing was a song which has the singer bewailing that there is "No booze to-day." After the fighting of April-May-June, 1915, the Canucks were moved to a fairly quiet section of the line. Old Ploegstreet Woods have oft re-echoed to the songs they sang there. One of them is still untruthfully sung. It has a mournful refrain, and these are the words of the ditty;--