MARCH AIRS.
AT long last the War Office is waking up to the value of bands for military purposes, and a good deal of interest will be aroused by the discussion now proceeding as to the best airs for use on the march.
The following suggestions have been hastily collected by wireless and other means:—
From the Trenches: "Why not try 'Come into the garden mud'?"
From a very new Subaltern: "I had thought of 'John Brown's Body,' but personally I am more concerned just now with Sam Browne's Belt."
From a Zeppelin-driver: "There's an old Scotch song that I have tried successfully on one of our naval lieutenants. It runs like this:—
O, I'll tak the high road and you'll tak' the low road,
An' I'll be in Yarmouth afore ye."
From the Captain of the Sydney: "What's the matter with 'The Jolly Müller'?"
From President Wilson: "Have you thought of 'The little rift within the lute,' as played by our Contra-band?"
From Admiral von Tirpitz: "A familiar air with me is 'Crocked in the cradle of the deep.'"