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 3 i4 RUDYARD KIPLING'S VERSE

And to each a man that knows his naked soul! White or yellow, black or copper, he is waiting, as a lover,

Smoke of funnel, dust of hooves, or beat of train Where the high grass hides the horseman or the glaring flats

discover Where the steamer hails the landing, or the surf-boat brings

the rover Where the rails run out in sand-drift. . . Quick! ah,

heave the camp-kit over, For the Red Gods make their medicine again!

And we go go go away from here I

On the other side the world we 're overdue !

'Send the road is clear before you when the old Spring- fret comes o'er you. And the Red Gods call for you !

A BOY SCOUTS' PATROL SONG i 9 ! 3

HPHESE are our regulations

There's just one law for the Scout And the first and the last, and the present and the past, And the future and the perfect is "Look out!"

I, thou and he, look out!

We, ye and they, look out!

Though you didn't or you wouldn't

Or you hadn't or you couldn't;

You jolly well must look out!