heir one wish;
I dined on things that had no names, but tasted strong with fish.
In Mexico the chili burnt the coating off my tongue;
And with Irish landlord I dined on pigs quite young,
Yet you may have your dishes that is served to kings and queens,
But I am happy and contented with a dish of Army Beans.

LITTLE THINGS

Little drops of water,
Little grains of sand
Make the mighty ocean
And the desert land.

Little hours of drilling,
Little "rifle shoots"
Make efficient soldiers
Out of raw recruits.

Little hours some spend in
Breaking liberty,
Oft' amount to something
More than E. P. D.

Little words of kindness,
When you spare a few,
Sound all right to some one;
Do they not to you?

SING-A-SONG-A-SIXPENCE

Sing-a-song-a-sixpence
Every-body dry--
Half-a-dozen Privates
Opening some rye.

When the rye was opened
The Bucks began to sing:
Every blessed one of them
Feeling like a king.

The Sergeant at the Guard-house
Saw them walking straight--
Marked them "Clean and Sober,"
When they passed the gate.

But, when Taps was over,
They sang and danced a jig,
Along came a Corporal
And slammed them in the Brig.

QUEEN OF MAY

If you wake, why, call me early--call me early, won't you, bunk?
The captain says I'll be a non-com., if I don't get on a drunk.
Then some day I'll be a sergeant with three stripes upon my arm,
Zig zag, like the old rail fences on Dad Posey's Country farm.
Call me early, though I'm dreaming, wake me up that I may see
How the sun that sinks in grandeur rises in obscurity.
I've been a private, bunkie, such as privates seldom are,
Borne my share of public censure, let it heal without a scar.
Till upon the fair escutcheon of my name and humble rank
Captain says he'll add the title and a stripe on either flank.
Then I'll be a non-com., bunkie, wake me up that I may see
My own glory bubble appearing, hear it burst at reveille.
Wake me early from my slumbers, henceforth I would early rise,
Health and wealth are common virtues--dawn will brand me both, and wise.
Bunkie, I'll be boss tomorrow, uniformed in blue and white,
Knew I'd get it, if the captain only did what's square and right.
But I will not chastise the comrades who may doubt my word is law,
I'll be easy with them, bunkie, patient, 'tho they feel no awe.
Bunkie,