IN MEMORIAM
Of my dear son Jock, who was killed leading a charge on 15th July, 1916, in the big push on the Somme, with the hope that these verses may comfort mothers who also have los f a gool son. He sleeps on the blood-stained fields of France, My gallant son so brave; No loving hands may plate a wreath Upon his unknown grave. A patriot’s soul—his country’s call — He heard the cry, “O, come! Help Freedom’s cause 'gainst tyrant foes!” My noble boy, “Well done!” Oh, mothers, ye whose hearts are torn W ith sorrow like my own ; W hose brave, heroic son has fall’n On the battlefield of Somme. Their memory liveth in our hearts, And never shall grow dim. He w ill not come again to me, But T shall go to him. —Helen Barton.
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White Ribbon, Volume 24, Issue 278, 19 August 1918, Page 7
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139IN MEMORIAM White Ribbon, Volume 24, Issue 278, 19 August 1918, Page 7
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