Campward Ho! Part 15

Hurrah, Hurrah, the Scouts are on their way!

Hurrah, Hurrah, we're surely here to stay!

Comrades all around the world, we're growing every day, Rah, rah, rah, for the Girl Scouts!

II.

Nothing is too big or small for any Scout to do, Call them if you need their help, and they will see you through, Here's their motto--Be Prepared!--they mean it, yes, they do!

Rah, rah, rah, for the Girl Scouts!

GIRL SCOUT LULLABYE

When evening comes and darkness softly falls, Girl Scouts their rest around the camp fire seek And each to herself her laws recalls.

Her truth, her honor, purity, obedience and loyalty While softly, the moonbeams and stars twinkle brightly, G.o.d's witnesses on high, While the bugle sounds its soft good-night.

(_Tune_: "Carry'n On," from "The Better 'Ole")

The Girl Scouts are coming, their drums and their fifes Sound echoes of gladness from joyous young lives.

See each is prepared to do her good deed, To G.o.d and her country and all those in need.

Her knots and her signalling, first aid and drill, Show regular practice--say, ain't that some skill?

CHORUS:

My word, ain't they carry'n on It's just great to think upon Now Scouting's just the thing, So let your joy bells ring Because the Girl Scouts all are carrying on, It's simply great, how they're carrying on.

ON THE TRAIL

The Girl Scouts' Marching Song

I.

Oh! this is the song we sing, as the gay Girl Scouts go marching, Away on the trail we swing, with heaven over-arching, As up, up, up the hill we climb, and down, down, down again, Our hearts are happy all the time, and we step to the gay refrain, Marching on! Marching on! Marching on through rain or sunshine!

CHORUS:

Sing ho! for the way, and hurrah! for the day, As we march along together, Then naught are the hills, or the miles or the ills, When the Girl Scouts take the trail.

Sing ho! for the way, and hurrah! for the day, As we march along together!

Then naught are the hills, or the miles or the ills When the Girl Scouts take the trail.

II.

The sun is a comrade old, with a warm and hearty blessing, The wind, with his fingers cold, will tease in rough caressing, The friendly trees make shadow sweet, on roads that wind and wind, The gra.s.s is tender to our feet, and even the rain is kind.

_Words by Abbie Farwell Brown_ _Music by Mabel W. Daniels_ _Copies to be had from National Headquarters_

[Ill.u.s.tration: NEARLY FINISHED]

SONGS FROM IV ENCAMPMENT OF 1ST G. S. T. S.

(_Tune_: "Mr. Zip Zip")

COMPANY A

Good morning, Caterpillar dear, Hanging down to kiss us every day; Good morning, Caterpillar dear, You're never far away.

You're with us at breakfast and dinner, too; At rest your numbers are not a few.

Good morning, Caterpillar dear, For the beetles soon will get you, The beetles soon will get you, The beetles soon will get you Here!!!

COMPANY B

Good morning! Keep your posture straight, With your spine just as long as mine; Good morning! Take your exercise, With all your bones in a line; Skull and thorax and pelvis, too, Keep a plumb line, that's what you do.

Good morning! Keep your posture straight, With your spine just as long as-- Your spine just as long as-- Your spine just as long as-- Mine.

COMPANY C

Good morning! When inspection comes, Have your tent look just as neat as mine; Good morning! When inspection comes, Have your handles in a line; Hide your tooth brush and paper, too, Or they'll mark you down-- That's what they'll do.

Good morning! When inspection comes, Have your pockets b.u.t.toned tight as-- Your tent flaps just as right as-- Your face and hands as white as-- Mine.

INSTRUCTORS

Good morning! G. S. T. S. girls, With your brains all in a whirl; Good morning! When the bugle sounds Each to her chase and twirl!

To drill and dancing and fire galore, Swimming and posture and semaph.o.r.e-- Good morning at the G. S. Camp, Where you work upon your lean-to Longer than you mean to, Where they keep you on the tramp, tramp, tramp.

OFFICERS

Good morning! Did you sleep last night, When the officers had pa.s.sed your tents?

Good morning! Don't you think they might Show a little more common sense?

They say good-night when we're fast asleep, As into our cots they coyly peep; Good morning! Did you sleep last night, When the officers had pa.s.sed your-- The officers had pa.s.sed your-- The officers had pa.s.sed your-- tents?

(_Tune_: "How You Goin' to Keep Them Down on the Farm?")

How're you going to keep us happy at home, After we've been at Camp?

How're you going to keep us inside the house, After we've slept in the dew and the damp?

How will we remember, when we eat, Not to wipe out plates?

Imagine having everything so neat.

Keeping _shoes_, _soap_, _brush_, _bags_, _pins_, _towels_, Under blanket and sheet.

How're we going to live in a civilized town, After we've been to Camp?

[Ill.u.s.tration: "BE PREPARED." The Signalling Cla.s.s]

5. ACHIEVEMENTS