only he who has a pull
Can rake the chestnuts in;
And he, the faithful, honest heart,
Who meekly bears his humble part,
Is often dubbed a fool.

Oh, Dewey gets a mighty praise,
And everywhere they shout
And yell for Schley until they raise
Their very livers out;
Of rank and file much praise is heard,
But then you never hear a word
About the Army Mule.

He calmly bears his heavy pack,
And twists his tail in glee;
And chews at night a "gunny" sack,
When corn has "gang a-glee";
But for his patient, loving ways
No annals speak a word of praise
Of that poor Army Mule.

He nobly marched where bullets fell,
With calm and even tread;
And when he heard the bursting shell,
He only shook his head;
And at his post he nobly stood
To help the boys what e'er he could,
That faithful Army Mule.

'Neath burning sun of Cuba's isle,
He brought the train along,
To furnish Shatter's men the while
They sang the "rifle song";
And but for him supplies were vain;
They must be brought through sun and rain,
By that same Army Mule,

In Luzon where the Army moves,
The festive Mule is nigh;
Too slow the pokey carabao proves,
For Yankee soldiers fly;
In heat or cold, in wet or dry,
In mud or dust, they can rely
On the true Army Mule.

He brings relief to sick and well,
When other sources fail;
His worth the soldier cannot tell,
His glory shall not pale;
And here a monument we raise,
A tribute to the worthy praise
Of the American Mule.

But first and foremost of them all,
In duty or in danger;
With biggest ears and loudest call,
And to fatigue a stranger;
The first on Santiago's brow,
And in Luzon the friskiest now:
Oh, that's the Missouri Mule.

--_W. S. Platt_.

COMEDY AND CARNAGE.

The "Sky Pilot" and the "Dutch" Corporal.--The Mule that Sounded the
Charge.--"Bull's-Eye" Kelley and the Fire-Bug.

War, with all its horrors, laconically described by General Sherman as
hell, is not without its comedy. The marching