I must give another specimen, which, if not very well spelt, is otherwise a proof of the loyalty of a gallant soldier, who afterwards fell at Sebastopol. I copy the whole as given to me on board the Niagara.
‘A soldier that is bound for this late war, and who goes with the most gratified assurance of coming home again with the head of the Disturber of Europe; or, dying like a soldier in the field, and with the heart of a real true subject, he says to his comrades:—
COME TO THE DANOBE.
(Composed by Private Edward Murphy, Light Company, 88th Regiment.)
‘Our allies to joine, my boys,
The English and Frinch
Is going to combine, my boys.
We’ll fight till the last,
And no mortal we’ll spare, my boys.
What better fun could you ask