BOBS' WAY.
Reading edition
He knew, none better, how 'twould be, And spoke his warning far and wide; He worked to save us ceaselessly, Setting his well-earnt ease aside. We smiled and shrugged and went our way Blind to the swift-approaching blow; His every word proves true to-day, But no man hears, "I told you so!"
From a Territorial's letter in The Huddersfield Examiner:—
"We wash in a bucket—one bucket for eight men. We fall in when the bugle calls."
And then climb out again and look for the towel.