“TOWSERKOFF”

Gisborne Times, Volume XVIII, Issue 1439, 27 April 1905, Page 4

“TOWSERKOFF”

A humorous thymster has written foe the Bulletin a poem entitled “ Bull Jimßki’s Cottle Pup ; ” and how the pup (Towserkoff) aoted during the war, told as follows : When the army corps was resting, And the battles all wore off, Bill would stroll Boross the ranges with his faithful Towserkoff. When they ohanced upon an outpost, Bill would sool his cattle pup, And in leas than balf-a.shake old Towserkoff'd round ’em up. Bach day a hundred pris’ners

They would hustle in—or more — Till the Czar sent Bill an iken And old Kuropatkin swore That with half-a-dozen Towserkoffs He’d easily have all ;The Japanese contingents in , The fortress of St. Paul. At last the cannons boomed again, The Bussian ranks replied ; Bill Jimski banged bis rifle, While his dog was at his Bide. Then the word oame through the trenohss

That the firing was to cease, And all eyes were turned to Cbuckoff As once more he toed the orease,

All the Japs grew pale and shaky As the bombs oame whizzing there ; They broke to leg, to off as well, They twisted in the air. Then the gunners turned and scattered. And the cavalry had fled. All the infantry wore running But the ones that were too dead. When suddenly, from out that rout A Jap tactician came ; He was a strategist of note — Sam Itchi was his name. He acquired the sum of knowledge That wa3 elated to exist, And when at the Yeddo College Was the crack ventriloquist. They said there was no science that Sain Itchi didn’t know, And he’d take down Piorpont Morgan if - He only had a show. He stood quite still till Ohuckoff’s bomb Came bumping up the hills, Then hollered “ Fetch it,” in a voioe You’cl take your oath was Bill’s.

A sudden rush, and Towerskcff Hashed wildly up that slope ; While Bill called on the Powers Above To strike him heliotrope. The dog picked up that blooming bomb And turned without a pause,

And was streaking for the Russians With it smoking in hiß jaws. 11 So long, ohaps,” said Bill Jimski, As from out his trench he got, “ I've to meet a bloke in Petersburg And very near forgot.” Then he chucked his rifle from him And was travelling along With the Russian army on his tracks Three hundred thousand strong. Across tho frozen Baikal There’s an army on the scoot, With Jimski’s faithful Towerskoff Close on ’em in pursuit. Oft the rear guard try to pot him, Yet, according to report, Tha pace is getting faster As the fuse is getting short. The Czar completely lost his blook When first he heard tho news, And Trepoff got so wild he slaughtered Fifty thousand Jew£ But he stopped the world from knowing ; how the army corps bust up Through a Japanese ventriloquist And Jimski's oattle pup.