Wit and Humor of America, The Vol 03

<h2>THE NEW VERSION</h2> <h3>BY W.J. LAMPTON</h3> <div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> <span class="i0">A soldier of the Russians<br/></span> <span class="i2">Lay japanned at Tschrtzvkjskivitch,<br/></span> <span class="i0">There was lack of woman's nursing<br/></span> <span class="i2">And other comforts which<br/></span> <span class="i0">Might add to his last moments<br/></span> <span class="i2">And smooth the final way;&mdash;<br/></span> <span class="i0">But a comrade stood beside him<br/></span> <span class="i2">To hear what he might say.<br/></span> <span class="i0">The japanned Russian faltered<br/></span> <span class="i2">As he took that comrade's hand,<br/></span> <span class="i0">And he said: "I never more shall see<br/></span> <span class="i2">My own my native land;<br/></span> <span class="i0">Take a message and a token<br/></span> <span class="i2">To some distant friends of mine,<br/></span> <span class="i0">For I was born at Smnlxzrskgqrxzski,<br/></span> <span class="i2">Fair Smnlxzrskgqrxzski on the Irkztrvzkimnov."<br/></span> <span class='pagenum'><SPAN name="Page_575" id="Page_575"></SPAN></span></div> </div> <hr style="width: 65%;" /> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />