Muckin—­butter.

Bully Beef—­the tinned meat ration.

Lamping—­eating heartily.

C. B.—­confined to barracks.

Chucking a Dummy—­when a man faints on parade he is said to “have chucked a dummy.”

Clink or Mush—­the guard room.

Brief, Cheque or Ticket—­discharge documents.

Dock—­a military hospital.

Swinging the Lead—­the equivalent of “telling the tale.”

Weighed off—­when a soldier has been awarded punishment for an offense he is said to have been “Weighed off.”

High Jump—­an appearance before the C.O. to answer a charge of breaking regulations.

Lost His Number—­a man is said to have “lost his (regimental) number” when he is reported for any offense.  It is “lost” because it is placed on the report sheet.

Stir—­imprisonment in a detention barracks.

Chancing His Arm—­committing an offence in expectation that it will not be discovered.  A N.C.O. is said to be “chancing his arm” because he may be deprived of his stripes.

Jankers—­defaulter’s drill.

Dog’s Leg—­the first stripe received on promotion.

Bundook—­a rifle.

Bobtack—­powder mixed into a paste to clean buttons and brass work on equipment.

Muck-in—­share in.

Square-Pushing—­courting.  Your best boots, cap, etc., are called square-pushing boots, etc.

Square-bit—­your best girl.

Atcha—­all right.

Blighty—­home.

WORDS TO THE ARMY TRUMPET CALLS

Reveille: 

  I can’t get ’em up, I can’t get ’em up, I can’t
    get ’em up in the morning;
  I can’t get ’em up, I can’t get ’em up, I can’t
    get ’em up at all;
  Corp’rals worse than the privates;
  Sergeants worse than the corporals;
  Lieutenants worse than the sergeants,
  And the capt’n’s the worst of all.

  Chorus—­

  I can’t get ’em up, I can’t get ’em up, etc.

  Mess call: 

  Soup-y, soup-y soup,
  Without a single bean. 
  Pork-y, pork-y, pork,
  Without a streak of lean;
  Coffee, Coffee, Coffee,
  Without any cream! 
  (Or, the weakest ever seen!)

  Sick call: 

  Come and get your quinine, come and get your pills,
  Oh! come and get your quinine, come and get your pills.

  Stable call: 

  Come all who are able and go to the stable,
  And water your horses and give ’em some corn;
  For if you don’t do it, the Col’nel will know it,
  And then you will rue it, sure as you’re born.

  Taps: 

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Fades the light;               Love, good night. 
And afar                       When the day
Goeth day,                     Must thou go
Cometh night;                  And the night
And a star                     Day is done
Leadeth all,                   Leave me so? 
Speedeth all                   Fare thee well;
To their rest.                  Night is on.

  Another version.