Private Peat

ritain, herself, never doubted that her children, now fully grown and very strong, would rally to the old flag as in the

heard to say that they had no part with England-but that was before the war. The speculative neutral had a shock and a disappointment. No

e determined attitude, not of England, but of the men who counted in South Africa itself. All of these countries, which used to be colonies, came without question when the need arose. They may have had minor disagreem

ndia. That vast Far Eastern Empire with

ndreds, in value to be judged in millions of pounds. They offered their men and their lahks of rupees without reservation. The regular troops of the East

uth. The Indian regiments were among our best, but they could not stand the rigors of the European climate. They had been used to the warmth and brightness and dryness of their homeland; they came to cold and rain and mud and unknown discomforts. It was too much. Again, the

ed and spoke, then offered him a fag. After this interchange of courtesies we fell into conversation. He did not know very much English, and I no Hindustani at all, but in a short time one of the Ghurka officers appr

and sharpened on both edges, while it is broad and curved almost to the angle of a sickle. It is used in a flat sweeping movement, whic

lade. The unfailing courtesy of the Hindu forbade a continued refusal, and as I urged him the soldier at last slowly drew the blade from its sheath. He did not raise it for me to examine, nor did h

nity in Erewohne. He does not wish to be merely wounded, he desires death in figh

charges. They leaped out of the trenches almost before the word of command had reached their hearing. Fleet of foot and lithe of action, they had sprung into the enemy trenches and slashed the Hun to submiss

of the goat. These animals must be freshly killed and must be killed by the Hindu himself. This entailed the bringing

e gone since to Egypt, to Saloniki, to Mesopotamia, and to the East and West African fronts. They are playing a magnificent and unforgetable part in the world war. They have endeared themselves to the hearts of

e Hun. The Indian was at his best in a charge, but at night he had an uneasy habit of crawling out of the trench toward Fritz, wit

and this, to us, is one of the highest compliments. The Ghurkas are consider

our Bibles and our prayer-books, some of us have rosaries and crucifixes. All of us have deep in our hearts love, veneration and respect for the sky-pilot-chaplain, if you would rather call hi

men are gasping out a dying breath and the last message home. The chaplain carries in his heart the comfort for the man who is facing eternity. We do not want to die. We are all strong and full of life and hope and power of doing. Suddenly we are stricken beyond mortal aid. The chaplain comes and

ce, or any other of the fronts we are holding. No stupid tracts are handed to us, no whining and groaning, no morbid comments on the possibility of eternal damnation. No, the chaplain of to-day is

the playing fields behind the lines, and many a time I've seen the chaplain umpire the ball game. Many a time I've seen him take a hand in a friendly game of poker. The man who goes to France to-day will come back with a broadene

wept the roadway between them and a shelter of sandbags, which had hastily been put up on one side of the street. By these sandbags a sergeant had been placed on guard with strictest orders to forbid the p

Catholic chaplain reached the side of the sergeant. "Ser

ly strict. I am to let no one go

t, but he did not move from whe

terian faith came up. "Sergeant, I want to g

Strict orders that no on

your orde

uthorit

e looked at th

y," and the Presbyterian minister rushed across the bullet

hed out into the roadway. He fell, dead, close by the body of his Protestant brother. The

ion of the trenches. Here there are all possible comforts, even little luxuries for the boys. Here are concerts,-the best and best-known artists come out and give their services to cheer up Tommy. Here the padres will hold five or six services in an evenin

the Irish soldier, lately joined up and only

, mon, yon's the place whaur ye get a packet o' fags, a bar o

ng of the soldier men. In some of the huts it is actually possible to get a bath. It is always possible to get dry.

of water, so I got soaked to the neck, and I hit against a couple of dead Boches in it, too. Not nice. Reached the billet dripping wet. Have got a couple of

re was handy to le

to look on such men as sissy-boys have changed their opinions? Can folk wonder that the religion which is

ave been marching along we have met him. He would pick out a face from among the crowd, maybe a British Columbia man. "Hell

heart. Through all of us would go a stream of courage and h

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