The War

Horowhenua Chronicle, 14 June 1915, Page 2

The War

It is indeed sad to read or the casuallies of the flower or qur "youth, which we have to lay at the door of the German Emperor. We can never forget me saying:' Death is the comrade of me brave not the tyrant," and whea a crave, man takes his rite in his hands anu goes into a venture, he does not think of death in any other way. uordon puts the same thought perhaps in a language more common *g> Colonials when he says:— ' 'Tov 1 hold the game not Jgprth a "For a rational man to play,iT "Into which no accident or mishap, irr Uan possibly iind its iv\ay." or wo were always thinkiug oi our skins, there would bo no progress in the world. We feel sure that not one or our boys would take the -Tisk again ii he had the chance, if on the field of battle he had,the bad luck to meet his death. Those who are gone are gone, but it is the parents and the brotliers, sisters or sweethearts, who really feel the death most; but many of them will say, like Lord and iiady Ranlurly, on the death of their only son "Wo are prouH that our son has given Tiis life for his country." Jj'armers Union Advocate.