PERSONAL.

Stratford Evening Post, Volume XXXI, Issue 15, 16 August 1916, Page 8

PERSONAL.

| The Rev. E. C. Cook, curate of St. ’Mary’s, .New Plymouth, leaves with 'the Taranaki quota of the Twentieth 'Reinforcements on Monday. | Eriends of Mr W. Harris, motor car proprietor, will regret to learn that he is at present laid up in Dr. Paget’s private hospital. Mr Harris has a notice to the general public in our ad\ ertising columns. | It is reported (.says the New Zealand Herald) that Lieutenant W. Dow*nie Stewart, M.P., inis'refused an offer of a position as one of Major-Gen-eral Sir A, H. Russell’s staff, as he 'wished to take part in the actual fighting. Latest advices indicate that his wish has been gratified, j A cable message states that Lieutenant Charles Kelleway, the well-known Australian Eleven cricketer, lias been !wounded a second time, and' is now dangerously ill. Major Frank Coen (r Cohen), who was manager of the first University Rugby football team to visit New Zealand, lias been killed in Franco. Amongst the recent casualties at the front was that Lieut. Rawcliife, of the Royal North Lancashire Regiment, who was killed in action. Mr Rawcliife Was at one time engaged at the Kaponga Dairy Factory, and served one season as assistant at Riverlea. On the outbreak of the war he enlisted, and later on received a commission. At Okaiawa last week, Lance-Cor-poral Frank Doyle, up on final leave, was presented with a safety razor at a social gathering. Mr Leo made the presentation, remarking that Lance-. Corporal Doyle was an Okaiawa boy, having spent his life there, and wished him a safe return. ' The recipient suitably acknowledged the gift. Sergeant William Power (secretary to the Taranaki War Relief Society), formerly of the Main Expeditionary Force, machine-gun service, and later of the Wellington Pay Department, on sove.ring his connection with that department last week was the recipient of a case, of pipes and a volume on accountancy from his colleagues.

.Mis.s Jolivct, who plays the principal part in the star picture at His Majesty’s to-night, was one of the late Charles Frohmau’s party on board the ill-fated Lusitania, which was torpedoed by German Tculaiirists,’ and it was to Mis* .1 olivet that Mr Charles Frohman addressed his last words: “Why bo afraid of death? it is the most glorious adventure in life.”