THE MODEL SOLDIER.

Digger (Invercargill RSA), Issue 27, 17 September 1920, Page 3

THE MODEL SOLDIER.

J. Davey.

Ever meet the chap who nev,er ducked When shells were bursting round- his head ; Who saw his captain, pale as death, Take cover underneath his hed ; Who never, never left his post Through any weather, wet- or iine? Then rest assured that chap was well Behind the -line. Ever seen the cove who loved to spend His evenings but in No Man's Land ; Who never lost his way, e'en w'nen He couldn't even see his hand; Who fought a pill-box on. his own Till Huns lay dyin.g by the score? Then you can bet he's never seen A fiye point four. Beware the man who tells you: "Sure ! The Colonel reckons I'm a gein; In fact, he says he'll recommend Me shortly for the D.C.M." ; And shun the man who talks for hours About his doings in the line — For he's a soldier only when The weather's fine.