The Stoker.
AN UNMENTIONED HIQRQ
In the darkness under the world, His roof is the coal-duet cloud overhead And dust is the floor beneath him spread, And the mole in the garden sod Knows more of the sweet sunlight than he Who swinge his shovel in bunker throe, Or tugs at the furnace rod. Down deeper the engine pnrns ami swings, On the grimy underside oi things. Ho lea.ps when the bugles blow And great gums thunder in eudden fight; And then, pent there in the choking night, * Shifts the coal heaps to an<J fro. Small is his meed if the old flag win, And if it lose—then a louder din, A rent in the iron wall. And Death swirls in through tho jagged gate, And the etoker finds in tho hold his fate And coffin and grave and all. H. F., in the Daily Chronicle.
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Horowhenua Chronicle, 25 May 1915, Page 3
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146The Stoker. Horowhenua Chronicle, 25 May 1915, Page 3
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