Onward every 'ero marches,
In the Guards! Doncher know?
All the "'Ughies," "Berties," "Archies,"
Of the Guards! Doncher know?
They may twist their long moustarches,
For they're Guards! Doncher know?
Dandies? yes,—but dandy lions are the Guards!
Bing-Bang!
[Red fire and smoke at wings, as curtain falls upon the Military Impersonator in the act of changing to a new attitude.
MODEL MUSIC HALL.
DRAMAS.
