When you've tightened up your waistbelt just a pair of holes or so, When you lay yourself out flat and go to sleep, Then you dream of home and mother and some glorious feasts to go, And you wake up, pray, and find you've done a weep; For you've dreamt that bread and butter's gone up 3d. more in price, (These loyal (?) folks charge really what they choose, sir), Then you say, "Well, roll on, England," where there ain't no bloomin' lice, And where there's many a cheap and comfy booser. Merchant's son, Cook's son, sons of the plebs galore, Rushing, in ragged Khaki, anxious to spend their brass, Each of 'em's done his country's work, but the extra bob a day Don't go far in Bloemfontein, where you've always to pay! pay! pay! "BLOBSWITCH." * * * * * SONS OF BRITAIN. BY W. BLELOCH. When the bugle call to battle sounds Afar in the land of our birth, In the cause of race and Queen to fight, We rise from the ends of the earth. Wherever the battle may be We rally by land and by sea To join in the fight of the free, And our foemen have Britons to face. CHORUS: Then Britain's sons again Fill up the ranks with men, Who'll fight! who'll die! Whose battle-cry: "True Britons we remain." We are sons of Britain every one With pride of the blood of our race, And we'll carry Britain's story on As our fathers did in their place. Whatever the work to be done, We seek a full share, every one, And fighting till victory's won Of the burden and glory we claim, CHORUS: Then Britain's sons again, &c. The glorious deeds her great have done Are ours, whether Saxon or Celt, As heirs of their name and fame we come From snows and from bush and from veldt. Our honour we'll ever keep bright, By holding the front of the fight, And jealously guarding the right For our sons and their sons again. CHORUS: Then Britain's sons again, &c. * * * * * ORANGE PEEL. It may interest our friends at the Cape to know that a certain doctor, who lives not 1,000 miles from the Paarl--and who came on ambulance business to the Free State--was very busy on his arrival here, giving it out as the news of the day that "officers of the English Army were busy with sjamboks driving Tommy off the boats as Tommy did not want to fight." This statement was made in the Bloemfontein Club before several witnesses and is quite authentic. * * * * * "THE BRAVEST DEED."