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She had a smile like a morn o' May,And the kindest of soft grey eyes;And I felt a sort o' confused, I suppose,And I guess that I made to rise;But she held me easy wi' one small hand,And she said, "Now, you must lie still,"And I hadn't the strength o' a new-born babe,And so I just done her will.

I closed my peeps, and I lay for a spellStretched out in my little cot,A-trying to think what I'd gave them Huns—A-trying to think what I'd got,And, by-me-bye, my leg gave a twinge,Made me more curse than cry,And I says to mysel', "Well, number oneIs a compound fractured thigh!"

I explored no further for a bit,But lay still in my little bed,Till sudden a bandage slipped o'er my eye,And says I, "Number two's in the head";