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Adams, F. V., pioneer, ’twas his noble brother Bill Who won the Battle of Waterloo, they tell the story still.

Allen, R. C., postal clerk, a novice in the crew, Shaping well at “mopping up”—think that he will do.

Bakor, I. V., railway head, is rather on the serious side; Gags from William ShakeseareShakespeare [sic] at any time supplied.

Barry, T. J., postal clerk, the fastest talker known; We'll bet a hundred any time he'll stop a gramophone.

Bignell, C. V., engineer, and a hell of a cove to go, Believes in keeping “engines” running at top, you know.

Bourke, T. J., horse trainer, all the tricks of the game knows well, An Irishman, with a Scotch horse, known as Sandy Bell.

Brown, H. V., ex-soldier, fought in the Boer War, Though very quiet and peaceful—never known to roar.

Cairney, T. V., boiler boss, and good sport all the time, A demon in the garden, chasing slugs with lime.

Casey, P. M., contractor, an amateur jockster, who Once rode Tommy Allerton and rode him right well, too.

Casey, W. A., ex-soldier, as a Chow talker he ranks high ‘‘Quong lee fat soy—quee moy, quee soy, How gui?”

Chalk, H. B., ex-soldier, our pianist, if you please; A rival to St. Peter (Boss Commander of the Keys).