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Show Tl ICR ITER D NOT ENOUGH 0000 CHEER IS TRf US According to the poetry and other written testimonials emanating from "Somewhere in France," the appetite of the bibulous Is only Increased by trench warfare. The following was written by a soldier sol-dier bard, G. D. Miller, now with tho Canadian expeditionary forco in France, and was sent to his sister, Mrs. R. L. Smith, wife of the inspector of dining car service on tho Southern Pacific, who lives at the New Heab' hotel: I suppose we're a lot of heathens; Don't live on the angel plan; But we're sticking it here in the trenches, And doing the best we can. While preachers over in Canada, Who rave about "Kingdom come," Ain't pleased with our ability, And are wanting to stop tmr rum. "Water," they say, "would be better." Water! Great Scott! Out here! We're up to our knees in .water Do they think we are standing in beer? Oh, it sounds alright from a pulpit, When you sit in a cushioned pew, But try four days In the trenches, And see how water will do. They haven't the heart to say, "Thank you," For fighting in their behalf; Perhaps, they object to our smoking; Perhaps, it's a fault to laugh. Some of these coffee-faced blighters, I think, must be German-bred; It's time they called in a doctor, For it's water they have In the headl Young Miller enlisted at Calgary, Canada. The poem is declared to be the general idea upon prohibition in the Canadian soldier ranks. |