A DEDICATION.
Dear son of mine, the baby days are over, I can no longer shield you from the earth; Yet in my heart always I must remember How through the dark I fought to give you birth. - 1 Dear son of mine, by all the lives behind you, By all our fathers fought for in the past, In this great war to which your birth has brought you, Acquit you well, hold you our honour fast I * God guard you, son of mine, where’er you wander, God lead the banners under which you fight; You are my all, I give you to the nation, God shall uphold you that you fight aright. —Margaret Peterson,
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White Ribbon, Volume 22, Issue 260, 19 February 1917, Page 14
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115A DEDICATION. White Ribbon, Volume 22, Issue 260, 19 February 1917, Page 14
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