As straight and swift a blow
As at Yorktown came, with smoke and flame,
From the guns of Rochambeau!
Oh, a mistress fit for our soldier love
Is the soixante-quinze, our boast,
Our hope and pride, like a new-won bride,
But the dread of the Kaiser’s host!
J. M. H., F.A.
HOME IS WHERE THE PIE IS
“Home is where the heart is”—