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John Bull may be only a shopman, just an average business man, But out in the wild waste pluces you ■will meet his caravan. The ends of the earth are the counters on which his goods are displayed, And the seas of the world are highways by which lie carries his trade. He mapped the earth to his liking, he has branches everywhere, And the nations trade at his counter, for they know that his price is fair. His goods have been manufactured on a strictly genuine plan, And he sticks to his own bad bargains— He's an Englishman! Cam© a pirate drunk with ambition, a death's head nailed to the prow, Tearing his own pledged treaties, voiding his sacred vow. Trampling his neighbor's landmark, burning trie peaceful town, John iiull fingered his rifle, still handing the parcels down. Till he wrote on his window a message, a message for all to read — " Business conducted as usual, while alterations proceed." Left his missus and kiddies to carry his business on, Sailed for the round of shooting, "Goodbye and God bless you, John." There wasn't a crowd at the station to riot and make a fuss, That may be the way with others, it isn't "the way with us. Scarcely a word* to the missus, and the missus was well content, Not even a line to the Kaiser to tell him why he went. Till out of the Northern silenee came a message quiet and cool, Bringing cheer to the merchants trading in London Pool. Nothing proud, vain, glorious of enemies sunk and slain, "The North Sea's clear for shipping—get back to your boats again." Swift through the homes of England the marvellous message ran. The simple business statement of an averj age business man. An eye to the foes of England, an eye to routes of trade Running his business as usual, Tesolute, unafraid. He gave us a fighting watchword, a message as clear as day, That we can assist our country in our own particular way, Scotching the idle rumor running hot-foot through the town, Doing our business ag usual, keeping our shutters down. When the fighting is over and done with, and it may be early or late, John Bull will come .back tq his counter to make up his books to date. Full payment without any discount,. he will get when the trouble is past, When the pirate is hanged front his. yardarm, and the war-dogs are kennelled at last, —London Exchange.

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JOHN BULL'S WAY, Evening Star, Issue 15633, 26 October 1914

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JOHN BULL'S WAY Evening Star, Issue 15633, 26 October 1914