CALL TO ARMS.

Taranaki Daily News, 12 November 1915, Page 5

CALL TO ARMS.

FOUR RECRUITS YESTERDAY. SEVENTEEN BEFORE THE DOCTOR. Four men enlisted at Mr. A. B. GibSon's office yesterday. They are:— Arthur Win. Voltzko, bushman, Vogeltown. Francis Roland Gydc, grocer,'Tataraimaka. Ernest Alfred Billing, fanner, Hine St., New Plymouth. Henry I'ynes Oallaghan, salesman, Dawson St fj New Plymouth, Seventeen men appeared before the doctor for medical examination at the Coronation Hall yesterday afternoon. The medival papers will be returned today. The men were: A. Corbett, Okato. 11. Wilcox, Rahotu. A. May, Okato. W. Eusiton, Okato. A. Fraser, Puniho. I'. C. King, Bell Block. I'. G, Harrison, Okato. A. L. Williams, New Plymouth. D. S. Tanered, New Plymouth. 0. R, Ibbotson, New Plymouth 11, F. Oallaghan, New Plymoutt A. R. Peddie, New Plymouth. R. VV. Gdddy, Bell Block. F. T. Beakley, Urenui. IT. H. Torey, New Plymouth. E. A. Billings, Rahotu. P. Eva, Ktzroy. FALL IN!

A soldier in the May Morn Camp forwarded to the New Zealand Time 3 the following lines, which make a stirring appeal to those who have not yet enlisted:—

While war clouds darken Europe, and the cannons spit their flame, And Britain calls her manhood to play the greatest game; Do you trifle with the question, then pass it from your mind; And while the others join the ranks hold back and stay behind?

Does your conscience ever prick you when you see the others go To keep the nation's honor unsullied from the foe? When you read "The Roll of Honor," telling tales of British grit, Is your duty ever driven home, or your manhood ever hit?

You've often heard the voice within that whispers plain and clear, "You're fit and strong, go join the throng, fall in! Why should you fear? Your forbears fought before you, they won your freedom's right, And your's has been their heritage, defend it with your might."

How can you stay and waver when your countrymen are there? Fighting! Aye, like demons fighting l'or the liberties you share, And (hough odds may be against them, still with courage naught can quench, They grimly do their duty, and they want "You" in the trench.

If your age comes in the limit, and your limbs are strong and sound, Your duty is to register, nay, in honor are you bound; And should the heeding voice of "self" still tempt you to withhold. Remember those whose jirii-e paid more precious than your gold.

You've much to lose if once the foe should gain the upper hand, And set their ruthless foot upon jour well-loved native land. So rouse your latent manhood, rud k'L your die bo cast, Come, prove yourself as British as the Britons of the past!

It may seem hard to leave your fvlendi, your sweetheart and your home, To rough is as a "Tommy" in a strange land o'er the foam; But someone's got to do It, face the peril and the strife, For the nation that lias bred you h now fighting for its life.

You've often won much honor on your sporting fields in peace, But there's still a greater honor to bo won ere war shall cease! So come forth a mighty legion, \ritli each British heart aflame! Come undaunted men, you're wanted! Uphold your glorious name.

Uphold it while within you flows one drop of freeman's blood' Say, "Here is one who'll help to stem this dastard Prussian flood." Let all your noblest passions rise this treachefous foe to ban. Come forth in all your vigor; Enlist! And be a Man. - H, C, H.