Departmental Ditties and Barrack Room Ballads | Page 2

Gubbins rise?
POTIPHAR GUBBINS, C. E.,?Stands at the top of the tree;?And I muse in my bed on the reasons that led?To the hoisting of Potiphar G.
Potiphar Gubbins, C. E.,?Is seven years junior to Me;?Each bridge that he makes he either buckles or breaks,?And his work is as rough as he.
Potiphar Gubbins, C. E.,?Is coarse as a chimpanzee;?And I can't understand why you gave him your hand,?Lovely Mehitabel Lee.
Potiphar Gubbins, C. E.,?Is dear to the Powers that Be;?For They bow and They smile in an affable style?Which is seldom accorded to Me.
Potiphar Gubbins, C. E.,?Is certain as certain can be?Of a highly-paid post which is claimed by a host?Of seniors--including Me.
Careless and lazy is he,?Greatly inferior to Me.
What is the spell that you manage so well,?Commonplace Potiphar G.?
Lovely Mehitabel Lee,?Let me inquire of thee,?Should I have riz to what Potiphar is,?Hadst thou been mated to me?
A LEGEND
This is the reason why Rustum Beg,?Rajah of Kolazai,?Drinketh the "simpkin" and brandy peg,?Maketh the money to fly,?Vexeth a Government, tender and kind,?Also--but this is a detail--blind.
RUSTUM BEG of Kolazai--slightly backward native state?Lusted for a C. S. I.,--so began to sanitate.?Built a Jail and Hospital--nearly built a City drain--?Till his faithful subjects all thought their Ruler was insane.
Strange departures made he then--yea, Departments stranger still, Half a dozen Englishmen helped the Rajah with a will,?Talked of noble aims and high, hinted of a future fine?For the state of Kolazai, on a strictly Western line.
Rajah Rustum held his peace; lowered octroi dues a half;?Organized a State Police; purified the. Civil Staff;?Settled cess and tax afresh in a very liberal way;?Cut temptations of the flesh--also cut the Bukhshi's pay;
Roused his Secretariat to a fine Mahratta fury,?By a Hookum hinting at supervision of dasturi;?Turned the State of Kolazai very nearly upside-down;?When the end of May was nigh, waited his achievement crown.
When the Birthday Honors came,?Sad to state and sad to see,?Stood against the Rajah's name nothing more than C. I. E.!

Things were lively for a week in the State of Kolazai.?Even now the people speak of that time regretfully.
How he disendowed the Jail--stopped at once the City drain; Turned to beauty fair and frail--got his senses back again; Doubled taxes, cesses, all; cleared away each new-built thana; Turned the two-lakh Hospital into a superb Zenana;
Heaped upon the Bukhshi Sahib wealth and honors manifold;?Clad himself in Eastern garb--squeezed his people as of old.
Happy, happy Kolazai! Never more will Rustum Beg?Play to catch the Viceroy's eye. He prefers the "simpkin" peg.
THE STORY OF URIAH
"Now there were two men in one city;?the one rich and the other poor."
Jack Barrett went to Quetta
Because they told him to.?He left his wife at Simla
On three-fourths his monthly screw:?Jack Barrett died at Quetta
Ere the next month's pay he drew.
Jack Barrett went to Quetta.
He didn't understand?The reason of his transfer
From the pleasant mountain-land:?The season was September,
And it killed him out of hand.
Jack Barrett went to Quetta,
And there gave up the ghost,?Attempting two men's duty
In that very healthy post;?And Mrs. Barrett mourned for him
Five lively months at most.
Jack Barrett's bones at Quetta
Enjoy profound repose;?But I shouldn't be astonished
If now his spirit knows?The reason of his transfer
From the Himalayan snows.
And, when the Last Great Bugle Call
Adown the Hurnal throbs,?When the last grim joke is entered
In the big black Book of Jobs,?And Quetta graveyards give again
Their victims to the air,?I shouldn't like to be the man
Who sent Jack Barrett there.
THE POST THAT FITTED
Though tangled and twisted the course of true love
This ditty explains,?No tangle's so tangled it cannot improve
If the Lover has brains.
Ere the steamer bore him Eastward, Sleary was engaged to marry An attractive girl at Tunbridge, whom he called "my little Carrie."
Sleary's pay was very modest; Sleary was the other way.?Who can cook a two-plate dinner on eight poor rupees a day?
Long he pondered o'er the question in his scantly furnished quarters-- Then proposed to Minnie Boffkin, eldest of Judge Boffkin's daughters.
Certainly an impecunious Subaltern was not a catch,?But the Boffkins knew that Minnie mightn't make another match.
So they recognised the business and, to feed and clothe the bride, Got him made a Something Something somewhere on the Bombay side.
Anyhow, the billet carried pay enough for him to marry--?As the artless Sleary put it:--"Just the thing for me and Carrie."
Did he, therefore, jilt Miss Boffkin--impulse of a baser mind? No! He started epileptic fits of an appalling kind.
[Of his modus operandi only this much I could gather:--?"Pears's shaving sticks will give you little taste and lots of lather."]
Frequently in public places his affliction used to smite?Sleary with distressing vigour--always in the Boffkins' sight.
Ere a week was over Minnie weepingly returned his ring,?Told him his "unhappy weakness" stopped all thought of marrying.
Sleary bore the information with a chastened holy joy,--?Epileptic fits don't matter in Political employ,--?Wired three short words to Carrie--took his ticket, packed his kit-- Bade farewell