New Zealand

Stratford Evening Post, Volume XXX, Issue 5, 8 April 1916, Page 5

New Zealand

CALL TO ARMS. The following men have enlisted and been passed as medically fit for the Reinforcements:— G. W. Rogers, Cardiff. G. Syme, Puniwhakau. J. Mcintosh, Mangamingi. A. E. Rickleben, Mangamingi. W.W. Smith. Mangamingi. D. W. Smith, Whanga. G. Morison, Toko. H. Sefton, Stratford. W. H. Linn, Stratford. A. Ferguson, Toko.

THE WALL. On the Flanders front the builders have built—they have raised us a party wall— And Jean and John are the bricks they use: Dear God, how the red bricks fall! With mortar of flesh and cement of bone : Dear God, but, the red blood ' sticks I The Architect seeks for the sturdy , stone, and the Mothers supply the Bricks. By the "tote" house bell the builders . have built—they have built on the racecourse track— And Bill and Jack are the things they use: My God, but the bricks are slack! With mortar of cash, and of self, and greed, they are building a wall of shame: The tote-bell rang while the soldiers bled and the Anzacs made their name.

I3y the bloody trench on the hillside stark, lie the bricks as they fell from the wall, While the "fag" fiend "foxes" the girls in the park, and the hoodlum chases a ball;* God give us rest from the slack-baked fool, and love for the soldier man, Teach the slack-bakod crew in the redblood school, and thump out the baleful ban.

Our fathers have toiled in the kilns of fate to build us the red red . wall, Our mothers have travailed—ah, early and late—Pray God that the Hun may fall! So burn the pale bricks in the red, red fire and harden the whey-faced crew ; By God, we must pile the red wall higher; may the topmost brick be YOU! —Claude L. Jewell in the "New Zealand Observer."