THE LAST CALL.

Pukekohe & Waiuku Times, Volume 5, Issue 187, 30 June 1916, Page 2 (Supplement)

THE LAST CALL.

Fight it out in your heart, my lad. It's time for the final wrench: Home b.is its arms about your neck. But conscience points to the trench. Vour brothers fought through that self-same fight. Ere they rallied to face the Thin: And where would vour homo t. now, my lad. If conscience had not won? it. isn't an easy choice to make. But it can be made, and must: Shirk —and you bring the finest thing In your soul and ours to the dust. Your brothers wrestled with God. and cried That God should leave them alone, And where would your soul seek Heaven to-day. Had God been overthrown? The eyes of our women search your face, Our children look as you pass: flow does it feel to meet those eyes And your own eyes in the glass? Hani, hard for you now to niiet those eyes With their challenge: How can you wail? But where will you hide, from your brother's eyes, If you should come too late?

This is the last, the last free call To so as your brother went. To go 2S heroic liritons should. Xot wait till they're fetched or sent. Win vour first fight, the fight with self. Be swift with that gallant blow, Then on to the second fisht, good lad. And crush God's other blow. HAROLD EEGBIE.