My Lady Bountiful. "So your mother is better through taking the quinine I gave her?"
Little Girl (doing her best to carry out instructions). "Yes'm. But she says she's worse of the complaint wot you gives 'er port wine for."
THE TERRITORIAL.
Oh, civil life is fine and free, with no one to obey,
No sergeants shouting, "Show a leg!" or "Double up!" all day;
No buttons to be polished, no army boots to wear,
And nobody to tick you off because you grow your hair.