was pedigreed--
The way he "puts on dog"!

Yet he is not a full blood pup,
But just a "yellow cur":
A "Nervy-Natty Gentleman"--
With all his fuzzy fur.

He chows awhile at Grande Isle;
And there he'll make a stay,
Until he tires of their mess;
Then promptly sails away.

He'll take a boat down Subic Bay,
To far Olongapo,
And when things get monotonous,
Then "Beans" is prompt-to-go!

He goes o'er to Corregidor,
And visits "C. A. C."
And if he don't like visiting--
He merely sails the sea!

He visits Fort McKinley,
And Cavite, too;
Now, where Beans has not been, forsooth,
I wish I only knew.

I know that all the sailors,
And all the soldier men
Do call him "Beans," and love him
For he is their dandy friend.

He wags his tail in greeting,
And barks at friends with joy;
But when his ship's a-sailing,
For Beans, it's Ship-A-hoy!

So here's to "Beans" old "Sea-dog,"
Who loves so well to roam;
I wish he'd try to settle down
And make our place his home.

ADVICE

Better start in soldiering and mind your P's and Q's,
Cut out going absent and ease up on the booze,
Don't kick because, you're on fatigue, but mind what you are about,
For the Summary Court will get you
if
you
don't
watch
out.

Don't go a-missing reveille; and be in bed by check,
Don't buck against the captain, or you'll get it in the neck.
Be sure to turn out promptly when you hear the sergeant shout,
For the Summary Court will get you
if
you
don't
watch
out.

Because you've got some service don't think you know it all,
You'll get your extras just the same if you should miss a call.
Take what they hand you weekly. Don't grumble, frown or pout.
For the Summary Court will get you
if
you
don't
watch
out.

THE SCENT OF THE COCOA

You have heard of the ancient incense;
Of the dew of Hermann you've read;
You have been told of the precious ointment
That poured down on Aaron's head;
But tell me--with all your knowledge,
Your theory, study and toil,
Have you heard of an equal or sequel
To the scent of the cocoanut oil?

At first it is always repulsive,
Makes you gag and back off in despair;
But when you've got the scent of the cocoa,
Just