X THE DOLLEMAN CLAN. Out in the country, escaping trouble and care, Away from town, healthy, unshaken, Between their downs, sandy and fair, Among the harvestfields forsaken I here they all live, as only landowners can, The DÓLLEMAN tribe, the glorious clan There they all thrive, there they work and they play, Unhindred by frost or by heat, Members of course of the good old H. F. C., Always fighting to win, or preventing defeat; That's how they do, as well as they can, The good old, sportive DÓLLEMANCLAN They give us their fitness, give us their heart, And never they ached beneath the load All for their club, and bij loveif they start They never count how far the road And so, as a r,ule, they all acted, when There ever was an appeal for the clan 1 hat's how they played their sturdy good game, I hey fought for their club and its power That's how they acted, the squire and his dame, They were never afraid of a shower. And so they remained, the girls and the men Of the trustworthy, good old DÓLLEMAN—CLAN. Pim Pernel.

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