“ I don’t think I could stand the thought of my old fancy hack Just crawling round old Cairo with a ‘Gyppo on his back.Perhaps some English tourist out in Palestine may find My broken-hearted Waler with a wooden plough behind.No: I think I’d better shoot him and tell a little lie:– “He floundered in a wombat hole and then lay down to die.”May be I’ll get court-martialled; but I’m damned if I’m inclined To go back to Australia and leave my horse behind.”