ELTHAM.

Taranaki Daily News, 3 November 1917, Page 3

ELTHAM.

(From Our Own Correspondent). > - *"'''*"' '' Eltham, Nov. 2. A great amount of interest has been shown ,n the efforts to be made in town to-morrow (Saturday), i„ aid of the Red Cross funds. Donations towards the Paddy's Market to be held in the ten rooms v are coming to hard very freely. Mrs. Barnard will be in charge of the rooms. The Eltham Bowling Club opened the season in tine weather yesterday afternoon. There was a fair attendance of visitors, who thoroughly enjoyed the hospitality of the home players.' The president. Mr. C. E. Goldstone, in a brief speech, declared the season open, and after Mrs. Goldstone had thrown the jack play commenced. Before leaving, Dr. Pagf.t, on behalf of the visiting bowlers'. 1 hanked the members of the Eltham Club for the pleasant afternoon afforded visitors. Word reaches mo that a business man of some years,' standing here contemplates replacing his present premise* with a more up-to-the-moment building, and one that will cost a fairly large sum. I have not seen the owner himself, but there seems some likelihood of the improvement materialising. "OUR DAY" AT ELTHAM. TN AID OF THE BRITISH RED CROSS SOCIETY. '

In the morning wake me early, oh so early, mother dear. For to-morrow is the greatest day of great days of the year; And each of us must do our little for our boys across the sea, Who have left us and are fighting that the whole world may be free They are smitten, they" are ■ bruised, thoush they care not nor complain, But will fight on till victorious ere wc see them home again. So to-morrow we must help them, put aside our work and play; Toil to send them aid and succour, for it is Our Red Cross Day.

Wc are helpless to assist them in the trenches or the fi<rht; Though our thoughts and hearts are with them in the glorious cause of right. But our duty plain we read it, men and maid must do a shaTe, For this is not time for shirkers or for groanings of despair. Let us, then, be up and doing, ere the sun's first glinting ray Shall have risen o'er the hill-tops and has ushered in "Our Day." Work to help the torn and bleeding bottle-scarred and weak and faint; Help the noble Red Cross worker, work befitting any saint.

Let us gather up the treasure, cheques and coin and such-like dross; From the richest to the poorest all must aid our own Red Cross. For mayhap our own dear brother lies upon the battle plain. Must he languish in extremis, slull we leave him in his pain? For all the love to him we cherish God assist us to be true; Let us do the thing that's noblest—render unto him his due.

When you're waking call me early, oh so early, mother dear, For there is so much to toil for in this day of all the year, And wc we it to our brother that we do our best to gain Help to cheer him in his sickness, babe, to ease him of his pain. Ere the sun dies o'er the mountain, ere our eyes are closed in rest, Let this happy thought console us that we each have done our 'best. And the sum of all our workings be a bright and brilliant ray Then our bovs will beam and bless us, for our help on Red Cross Day. —E. Parrott.