T.E VISION OF ANGUS M‘NAB
As he sat at the fire and wanned his toes Angus M'Nab fell into a doze, And he found himself on a stricken field Whore the thunderous voice of the cannon i 1 pealed. ; He sees the Camerons, sore beset, j Wounded and bloody, but fighting yet; f'hai.f ’•'•d and maimed by that hellish fire, Yet filled to the last with a fierce desire To keep the from the I'm.--sian horde. Wave on wave like a flood outpoured. Man by man the Camerons fall, But our guns are silent throughout it all. Up dashes a panting gunner and yells: Shells! for the love of God, man, shells!” Nae,” says Angnis, “ ye’re in ma power And I want ma extra twopence an hour!” ’■ Man, are ye mad P" the gunner said. But a Prussian bullet smote him dead. And the flowing tide of the men in grey Steadily kept its onward way. ******* Angus M’Nab awakes with a start, For it seems as if something had clutched his heart. ■Swiftly he reaches his coat and hat, “Eli, but there’ll be nae mair o’ that! 1 ' On he races with never a stop Till he comes to the door of the idle shop. | He thinks of the wasted days gone by I And hears the challenging striker’s cry, “Whaur are ye gaein’, ye dirty scab?” I “To wark ... for ma country,” says 1 Angus M’Nab. —“ C.E.8.,” in ‘ Lloyd’s Weekly.’
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Evening Star, Issue 15914, 21 September 1915, Page 1
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241T.E VISION OF ANGUS M‘NAB Evening Star, Issue 15914, 21 September 1915, Page 1
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