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said.--_Daily Express_. HOW SAM HODGE WON THE VICTORIA CROSS. BY WILLIAM JEFFREY PROWSE. Just a simple little story I've a fancy for inditing; It shows the funny quarters in which chivalry may lodge, A story about Africa, and Englishmen, and fighting, And an unromantic hero by the name of Samuel Hodge. "Samuel Hodge!" The words in question never previously filled a Conspicuous place in fiction or the Chronicles of Fame; And the Blood and Culture critics, or the Rosa and Matilda School of Novelists would shudder at the mention of the name. It was up the Gambia River--and of _that_ unpleasant station It is chiefly in connection with the fever that we hear!-- That my hero with the vulgar and prosaic appellation Was a private--mind, a private!--and a sturdy pioneer. It's a dreary kind of region, where the river mists arising Roll slowly out to seaward, dropping poison in their track. And accordingly few gentlemen will find the fact surprising That a rather small proportion of our garrison comes back! It is filthy, it is foetid, it is sordid, it is squalid; If you tried it for a season, you would very soon repent; But the British trader likes it, and he finds a reason solid For the liking, in his profit at the rate of cent, per cent. And to guard the British traders, gallant men and merry younkers, In their coats of blue and scarlet, still are stationed at the post, Whilst the migratory natives, who are known as "Tillie-bunkas," Grub up and down for ground-nuts and chaffer on the coast. Furthermore, to help the trader in his laudable vocation, We have heaps of little treaties with a host of little kings, And, at times, the coloured caitiffs in their wild inebriation, Gather round us, little hornets, with uncomfortable stings. To my tale:--The King of Barra had been getting rather "sarsy," In fact, for such an insect, he was coming it too strong, So we sent a small detachment--it was led by Colonel D'Arcy-- To drive him from his capital of Tubabecolong! Now on due investigation, when his land they had invaded, They learnt from information which was brought them by the guides That the worthy King of Barra had completely _barra_caded The spacious mud-construction where his majesty resides. "At it, boys!" said Colonel D'Arcy, and himself was first to enter, And his fellows tried to follow with the customary cheers; Through the town he dashed impatien
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