"MY BOYS."

Otago Daily Times, Issue 7223, 11 April 1885, Page 2 (Supplement)

"MY BOYS."

The principal cartoon in a recent issue of Punch represents the British Lion reviewing his cubs —supposed to represent the Australian and Canadian contingents—who are marching on in admirable order to the encampment in the distance. The following lines accompany the cartoon:—

Aie~"My Queen." "Leo Britandr.us loquitur":— When and bow I may have to meet them, My bamlod foes, in a mighty fray.l Whero I shall have to face—and beat—them, I know not, but 'twill come Bome day. And what care I whi;st I see arcuad me, Mu;terii'g up with manful noise, Ti~e bids who in love-links fresh have bound me, Those whom I look on, my Boye, my Boys I Long I have dreamt of them, growing greatly, The l.*da I love, getting b g and bright.Aud the way they bav<; thot up and (strengthened htoly MUB'= fill a father with fond delight. Atd wi) arc a1! proud, from our Ko al Lady To the humblest bind who the ei<h6 enjoys, fa seo them, loyal, alert, and rca'iy

To do their devoir, my Beys, my Boys I Croakers chilly and melancholy

Piophejy ii's to the lalo t love, But genuine Britour, high-born or lowly, H ive pluck such a puling spirit nbore. And I'll trust my hvno to their etslwart keeping, Bub ujjon my hcuour, It swells my joys, And sets my blood through my ewilt veins leaping, To are yon coiclng, my Bo.ye, my Boys Look at them, look at them, gaily trooping Up to the Standard, the old, old fk' ; ! Sli-1) of tbe stock there is nu up cooping, Talki' g the tonguo hat no tyrants gag. Like v oung U"ns, to help the o'.d ono,

.Swift of footfall, and firm ot poise, By J '.ve, that foeman wir bi a bold one

Who'd face ua bar.dei), my Boys, iny Boys! They fancy, do they ? Old England's Santera, My cliws are cut and my oyes aru dim, That he, aforetime tho Brst cf fbbtcra, 13 slow of spirit aud nark of limb 1 Well, well, thoy mrij bo wili find their error, And needless roaring is e.npt? iio>e; But they'll hardly etriko mo wih abject terror When I see you round mo, my Boys, my Boys! Win wa3 it i-aid I was fond of snubbing The Btahvirt i-I ps that should l>o my prido ? Duffers I Tne wur-drum's rub-a dubbing Scon finds us rariged ou the sclf.p.ame eide. Here's their answer I Suah Volu totring As this should sbaino them My heart it joys To see ynur muster, to hoar your cheering. BesS thanks, and ble?s you, iny Boys, my Boyß 1 Vd trust my honour to your stout keeplny, I'd—well, on manhood guab quickly cloys; But chilled in my heart must the blood go creeping iiro 1 cea:o to iovo you, my Boys, my Boys 1

—TheßsvJ. C. Wilder, of the claßsof'Bs in the Vermont TJniverßity, is tho oldest college student perhaps in the world, aB at the age of 83 he has returned to finish the course of study interrupted when he was a member of the clasß of '32.