4. Companion--North-East Dugout

He talked of Africa, That fat and easy man. I’d but to say a word, And straight the tales began.

And when I’d wish to read, That man would not disclose A thought of harm, but sleep; Hard-breathing through his nose.

Then when I’d wish to hear More tales of Africa, ’Twas but to wake him up, And but a word to say

To press the button, and Keep quiet; nothing more; For tales of stretching veldt, Kaffir and sullen Boer.

O what a lovely friend! O quiet easy life! I wonder if his sister Would care to be my wife....