Page 48 - Last Chargers example

“Hands up!” was the cowardly Germans whine, As the Lancers’ horse drew near,
And thro’ the cringing ranks they passed, Each man with lifted spear.
No sooner were they thro’ the ranks
Each German raised his gun –
They had surrendered – but, alas!
’Twas but their cultured fun!
By treacherous hand our heroes fell, Till mad with rage they turned, While in each dauntless British heart The ame of anger burned: Back thro’ the Huns – then to and fro They charged! – again! – again! Until, that cowardly act avenged, The handful left drew rein.
No “Wanderers153’“ crowd applauds the feat, Or cheers the Cowboy eight,
But round the British Empire rings Word of a deed so great!
Word of a deed that down the years Will echo on, and on:
Word of a deed – ’twill live to fame When many an age has gone.
And of the eight?Their last ride’s o’er! But long will live the story
Of the great Charge in which they fell, They’ve won undying glory!
A Nation mourns inVictory’s hour, ’Tis the day to cheer – and weep! Ah! Mix the laurel wreaths with yew, For the graves where our heroes sleep, For the graves which build our Nation For the graves which keep our Sea, The graves which hold our Empire, Bright in honour, great and free!
Ethel M Campbell154
153 Wanderers – Ground, in Johannesburg, where the Military Tournaments took place.
154 Born in Glasgow in 1886, Campbell was a proli c writer and supporter of the troops, this was inspired by the loss of her own ancé in
France early in the war
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