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FORGET IT1
Forget it, my dear boy, forget itl
That's tiie very best thing that you can do;
It will do you no good to remember
The mean things said about you.
This life is too short to get even,
For every mean act that you know;
So, forget it, my dear boy, forget it,
Forget it, and just let it go.
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Forget it, my dear boy, forget it!
For you see every knock is a lie;
Be decent and never repeat it;
Just#i forget it and let it pass by.
You may think that the story is funny*
But to tell it you*vo nothing to gain,
So if it*s a knock, just forget it,
And never repeat it again*
Some say that a knock is a boost, boy.
Forget it, for that is not so*
A boost is a boost and a knock is a knock;
It*s the same thing wherever you go.
So when you hear somebody knocking,
Let them know that their knock is in vain;
For as soon as you hear it, forget it,
And never repeat it again.
Many good men have been ruined,
And many good pure women, too,
By some knocker starting a rumor
And not a word of it true.
So if you hear some fellow knocking
A man’s or a woman’s good name,
You can bet it’s a lie, so forget it,
And never repeat it again.
-Exchange
STILL THE INFAJTRY.
In the full panoply of modern war, airplanes and all other up-to
the minute devices - the French have met up with the Riff tribes
men only to find themselves not so tremendously better off than
these hardy hi Ilmen with their .knives and rifles.
The moroccan lesson is that, while the flying machines and the
other modern tricks are handy and useful, it is the TiAH • WITH THE ■
GUI! who still carries the burden of the fighting.
Harried as he is by the air bombers, the Riff rifleman forces the
French Infantry to come up to the actual work of dislodging him.
In the last analysis the defeats of the Riffians have been due
less to the superior French equipment than to the superior French
discipline and military skill.
What was said long ago that "Infantry is queen of battles", and
General Lorand's apothegm, "Infantry is the Army", remains as true
as ever. Still the Infantry.'