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(Continued from our last issue.)
The weather here has, improved
quite noticeably lately. The days
have been warm and bright, always
for a few hours in the middle the sun
corning' out and caressing us and the
• landscape, so that it makes life a lit-
tle more bearable. There is just a
touch of spring in the air, the buds
bursting on the trees, and this after-
noon I saw several pussy willows and
some snow drops out in bloom. Five
of us went for a long horseback ride
this afternoon, the first horse Ne
been on since I left the farm, and a
rough gaited bird it was. She had
a sort of selfstarting six -cylinder ac-
tion in her rear elevation and bumped
along, also I bumped along with her
greatly to the detriment, I fear, of
certain portions of my anatomy, and
I fear me also I'm going to be "raw-
ther stiff" in the niorning, as I cer-
tainly can class my middle parts as
being sore right now. However, I
enjoyed myself thoroughly for two or
three hours, and laughed myself sick
at one of the boys who doesn't ride
very well, who had the wildest horse
in the bunch, and who certainly had
a really rough time for as soon as we
started for home she refused to do
anything but go, and of course all the
rest of them also insisted, and when
his bird heard the others behind, she
legged it faster and faster. We crash-
ed along about seven miles through
narrow lanes and tiny villages, and
very Gilpin -like I can assure you.
Dougal, the chap 1 speak of, lost his
• cap and none of us could turn our
horses to get it. So as we must al-
ways pay for our good times, I fully
expect to pay for mine to -morrow.
I had rather an unique experience
the other day tithich I want to tell
you about. Everyone who hailed
from this insular kingdom, in Canada
was wont to complain in my ear of
the slowness of barbers over there
and always related how much faster
the tonsorial artists of Britain push-
ed in your whiskers. I also have
been told the same thing since my
arrival and I've proven to myself the
why and wherefore of it. Having to
go up to London one day this week
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With the Fingers!
t Says Corns Lift 0
Without Any Pam
,ISore corns, hard corns, soft corns or
ny kind of a corn can shortly be
lifted right out with the fingers if you
apply directly upon the corn a. few
-drops .of freezone, says a Cincinnartil
authority.
It Is claimed that at small cost one
can get a quarter of an ounce of freez-
one at any drug store, which is suffi-
cient to rid' one's feet of every corn
or callus without pain or soreness or
the danger of infection.
This, new drug is an ether compound,
and while sticky, dries the moment it
is applied and does not inflame or even
irritate the surrounding tissue.
This announcement will inteirest
many women here, for it Is Said that
the present high -heel footwear is put-
ting corns on practically every
woman's feet,
$200.000
to lend on Farms, First, Second"
Mortgages. Cali or write me at
once and get your loan arranged'
by return mail. No advance"
charges.
E. R. REYNOLDS,
77 Victoria. St.,'Toronto.
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Children Cry
FOR FLETZEKS
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GIRLS! LEMON JUICE
IS,A SKIN WHITENER
How to make a creamy beauty lotior
for a few cents.
The juice of two fre.,o lemons sfraine-d
- into a. I,otth' containing three ounces of
orchard white makes a whole quarter
pint of the most remarkable hmon skin
beautifier at about the cost one 3flti4
-pay for- a small jar of the ordinary cold
creams Care should be taken to strain
the lemon juice through a fine cloth so
no Irnain pulp gets in, then this lotion
-will keep fresh -for months. Every
• woman knows that lemon juice is used
to LI, :telt and remove such blemishes as
11TO:its,. 14allowness and. tan and is
the ideal skin softener, whitener and
hr•aut fier.
just try it Get three ounces of
orchard white' at any drug store and
two lemons from the grocer and make up
a quarter pint of this sweetly fragrant
lemon lotion and massage it daily into
the face, neck, arras and hands.
CASTOR 14
EN Wants and Children.
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to. the Record Office, I slept in and
' missed my usual shave before hiking
• three miles to the train, so upon my,
arrival there proceeded to buy a
ehave, something I haven't done for
months, I nearly can say years. So
• seeing a sign, "Ladies and Gentle-
men's Hair Dressing Saloon," I pro -
1 ceeded therein. Well a bald-headed
'person of doubtful antecedents, judg-
ing from his physiagnomy, motioned
me into a chair. Not a white enamel
becushioned one with a neck rest and
numerous levers. but a plain red plush
one, showing unmistakably that other
thousands had 'sat On the same seat.
1 It was just the same type as the C.
P.R. or any railway in Canada issues
to their hard worked station agents.
Well, I sat me down, not without some
misgivings, and, grasping "me noble
countenance," he tilted my head rear-
ward until I felt as tho' I were one of
those contortionist acts at igtraudeville
show. He smeared my face with lath-
er and proceeding to scrape the pro-
truding hairs off. I say scrape advis-
edly, for it .was a process greatly re-
sembling a man with a snow shovel
removing the accumulation of last
week's snow from the sidewalk. He
didn't take long, I'll admit, and well
• he might do it in short time. Every,
time he let 'To of my head I endeav-
ored to raise it, but, someway, he al-
ways beat me ta it and grabbed it
again ere I could sufficiently stretch
the muscles to erase the crick in it.
He surely was active and I took a
keen delight in seeing if I couldn't
beat him to it. Albeit I must confess
he came off best. Of course he was
doing it every day and it was my first
game and I didn't eiren have beginn-
er's luck. Well, having removed some
• hair and the outer tissue of epidermis,
he smeared a solution of nitric acid
and chloride of lime and assisted me
to elevate my head to a normal posi-
tion, and, whisking off , the apron, by
gestures suggested I arise. I did so
with face smarting and neck stiff and
, cricked beyond straightening, 1 fjelt
sure. Upon a close examintitiOn which
I made after a hurried exit and fer-
vent prayer of thanksgiving, I found
tiny tufts of whiskers still there and
decided that the reason they do' it 1
quicker is, first, because they don't do
it, and, second, if they 'took any
longer they would permanently dis-
locate their customer's necks; so 1
readily understand why there are
fewer barber shops and why every
Englishman always carries' a set of
razors. Anyway 1 certainly prefer
mine own Gillette.
I've just paused a minute to listen
to the mess gramophone Mare , out
"The Veteran's Song." A glorious
baritone sang it and as he came to the
lines, "Thank God. when the young
lads falter we still have the brave old
boys,"e I just wondered if, when 'he•
, crucial moment came, I would falter.
Of course, dear, I can't falter, there
are no more old boys left and so we
young lads must do our best. And
oh, dear, while -I know it's not in
your heart I feel sure that you would
not want me to falter, and, somehow,
on the eve of our departure' we all
have sobered down a bit. At first
at the news everybody was gleeful,
but we are quiter now. Things have
assumed their right aspect. We all
' realize that it isn't a picnic we're set-
ting. out for and so we have adjusted
our outlook and toned down our gai-
ety. Not noticeably, perhaps, to an
outsider, but every now and then you
will find one or two sitting quietly
and a wistful look in their e • There
isn't the laugh and the je for
months has been usual, and, e go
• away over to France.
Now, my dear, there isn't h or
in fact anything more to .say,texcept
I don't want you ,to worry. I know,
Mother o' mine, that's a useless or-
der to give you, but I surely mean
it. You .know we all are intending
to come back and I grow every day
more or less a fatalist. Sa -don't
worry, come home one of these
days, and oh, how glad I'll be, dear,
to fold you in my arms and hear you
call me Willie. So, dear, don't fear
for me. Your God and -mine whom I
know you trust, is just as present
there as in the quiet solitude of your
bedroom, and if perchance He wills
that I go out, well, dear, it's just one
more sorrow heaped on your willing
shoulders, one more pain to your sil-
ver locks. But as the days go on
more and more forcibly is borne home
• the fact that up there beyond the
Gates of Pearl there is one Omnipres-
ent, and He will watch o'er me as he
has done over millions of other sons.
Good bye, dearie. The last good
bye for a time at least. I'll write
you from France. Good bye and God
bless and keep you safe for my re-
.
turn. • • -Billy.
Love to all with heaps to Auntie
and Uncle when you write.
We've left the Ill of London
And the dreary rain of Han*,
For we're slowly steaming outward
"Over there" to France.
The while -I watch the choppy waves
And taste the salty foam,
My thoughts are ever speeding
To Canada and Home.
wonder,- be there thought waves
Or static in their
To shoot the thoughts I'm thinking
To my dear ones "Over there."
For "Over there" is two spots,
One is Flanders, damp and low
While the other place is Canada,
My "Lady of the Snow."
And tho' my thoughts always are split
Betwixt the one and t'other,
I think tonight, they're turning most
. To Canada and. Mother.
Crossing the Channel' as the lights
of Folkstone died into black and Bou-
logne grew brighter.
Billy.
Somewhere,
February 26, 1916.
My Dear Mother,—Well, we arrived
, miles at the rear of the actual firing
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'somewhere," and are billeted, some
Bate Teetered thousands of Cana-
dians to health and strength by
banishing their kidney or ipladder,
troubles.
The National Drug & Chemical Co.
of CatnadA4, Limited, Toronto.
Try khain. 50e. a box. no
Klaarammesemsibormoraiftwonomonse
'line where the boom of guns conies
to us ever and anon. So we are act-
ually in the ring side seats of the big,
fight and soon will. I suppose, be
actually in the ring.
The trip here was very interesting,
lent Pin not allowed to mention any-
thing about it so will have to tell
you when I get back. However, I can
tell you that I had my wish about the
snow; for we ldnded in the midst of a
eat melting snow storm which has
kept up ,intermittenly ever since. The
whole country is covered about a foot
thick with soft snow and the roads
frozen hard, milking walking and
transport difficult. In fact, the wea-
ther haai. been very Cold and almost
like Canadianiwinter, as the cold
seems to go clean through. How-
ever, the men and all of us are happy
and that count i a lot. I've just
thought all day what a complex thing
is human nature. We arrived here, as
I told you, itt a blinding snow storm
and after a twelve to fifteen mile
march, finally got into the barns,
wbere we are billeted, about eight
o'clock at ,night, cold, horribly hun-
gry- and wet through, every man
sore and' grouchy, railing against
the officers and any one else on whom
he could vert his spleen. It wasn't
an easy day and I, too, was dead
tired, but next morning in the clear
cold air we had changed completely.
Everything looked rosy and in the
midst of it all here and there a song
or a cheery whistje, and after a good
warm meal we were as chirpy as spar-
rows. Indeed, a constrast from the
night before. Homan nature is in-
deed a funny thing. I went out to-
day to buy some woollen gloves and
other things in a village about -twb
miles away and I can assure you that
National song of ours, "The Maple
Leaf our Emblem Dear," is just as
fitting here as elsewhere. They sure
soak one here for anything.
We are quartered in a farm house
the six company officers in one room
of Flemish architecture—great oaken
beams across the ceiling. and a cold
windswept brick floor and no heat.
The men in the barns with plenty
of straw, are, I believe, fairly warm,
at least I hope warmer than we are.
The glass is, out of our window and
the wind "she's blow de herrican&'
across the floor, wafting in all the
varied odour sk of the farm yard. How-
ever, it must be worse in the trenches
and every cloud has its silver lining.
But its some miserable in the morn-
ing, arising and shaving and washing
at a pump with a foot of snow on the
ground.
They say that to be a really good
fighter a man must feel a personal
animosity against his adversary. Well,
I feel certain that if old Kaiser Bill
could suddenly appear some morning
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Peps are handy little tablets
which prfivide the newest, surest
an d piost scientific treatment
for coughs, colds and throat and
chest troubles. • If you have .4
cough or a cold, why dose your
stomach, with liquid preparations?
Your stomach is not ailing ! Peps
provide a better way. .
Yon .put a "Pep" on your tongue
and let it itissolve slowly. As it
does so, certain healing essences
it turn into vapor, . and
you breathe this medicinal vapor
direct to your lungs and ttir pas-
sages. On its way it bathes the
delicate. membranes •thoroughly
in its healing ingredients, kills
the germs of disease, cures the.
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radireatiaing, night cough, hoarse.
asthma, laryngitis, sMoker's
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All draggiets and stores sell
Peps at 50e, a bog or 3 for 1.25.
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across it the name of this paper,
-Id mail it to Peps Co.,
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when I hop out of blankets and with
goose flesh over "rne noble frame,"
shiver and swear, he'ti find in me a
iceman worthy. of hiswsteel; and I
think as the hardships (which really
aren't .so- awfully hard) grow worse,
we till acquire that spirit of animos-
ity. The men, too, are not at all
slow at expressing their opinion about
the enemy, and they seem to be ready
to fight, So I guess we will give a
god account of ,ourselves,
Everything is strange and new over
here. The very ground we walk on
was the scene of fierce fighting early
in the war. The fields, however, are
all plowed and crops in, in fact "busy
as usual" is the motto pigs, cows,
etc., chewing away, not even moving.
their ears. The buildings, however,
bear mute testimony that there is a
waron, and in the fields here and
there are the remains of wire en-
tanglements. I picked up a rusty
old brass casing of a shell, while a
few hundred yards away ,a tiny for-
est of crosses mark the graves of
some English soldiers, and not far
distant is a bog. where, I'm told, the
Princess Pats were first cut lap a
year ago.
It is all war over here. Every .
breath you draw seems to charge your
blood with a desire to get into it,
and its truly surprising how one act-
ually feels no qualms about going ,
intoa the trenches. So far I haven't
felt the slightest tinge pf fear, but
of course I) don't know exactly -how
Pll act when. the crucial moment ar-
rives, but I have practised control of .
myself in preparation for it and I
guess that's about all it amounts to,
self-control. Our first touch of the
real thing was a hospital train we
passed filled, with the wounded and
seeing motor ambulances flying along
the road to and from the firing line.
Occasionally a stretcher with a ban-
daged figure on it, and once a body ly-
ing on the -road side, probably a real
casualty. It's very hard- writing, ev-
eryone is talking and 1 can't seem
to collect my thoughts, alsa it is some
cold. Pm using a lone candle se I
think I've ' written enough. Excuse
paper which is out of my message
book and, also the carbon opies, but
I'm writing the same letter to the lit-
tle girl in , and I know you'll"
excuse me. r11 try- to write you a
letter again as soon as possible and
try to do so regularly.
Remember me to everyone and send
love to Heaps of love and
inillions of thoughts of you and home.
Good bye.
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Somewhere,
February 28, 1916.
rWr'l No 191';
Dear Mother,—Just a few lines to
enclose. some documents, one aljoint
agreement for the Bank which please
forward direct, also receipt for goods
stored at Thomas Cook & Sons. There
is really nothing much there; and 1
cannot think it would be worth while
to send for them from Canada, as
there is nothing of any great value.
However, here is the receipt.
Well dear, the most important news
I have to tell you is that we move up
into the fight to -morrow and will be
in the ring, for a started for ten days
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or so. Just to get our baptism of fire,
as it were.
I received, your two `letters, the last
dated 14th inst., and you seem worried
re the Christmas parcel. I got it O.K.
and acknowledged it the same day. I
think, if memory serves me aright,- the
night before I went to London. In
fact I'm sure it was that night, as I
gave the letters to my man to post
and will ask him re them. As for
others; well, previous letters will have
answered your queries._
I'm at present engaged in studying-,
gas and how to cotnbat it, and its very
interesting work. I have to wale each
morning about six miles, and this
morning as I walked, along I couldn't
help but think how peaceful every-
• thing looked. Bright, warm sun-
shine, glistening down on the snow,
birds twittering, quaint old houses
with cheery children running abdut
and wee wisps of smoke curling, Out'
of the chimneys; in fact the landscape
might have been a water colour of any
country, so peaceful did it look. One
would scarce believe that a short
twelve to fifteen months ago this
whole area was the scene of actual,
fighting, nor yet realize that less than
a score of miles away the greatest
battles of all time are being waged.
Indeed, if it weren't for two things
and you could suddenly transplant
somesome one from a foreign land
• here, 1 feel sure it would be hard to
convince them of 'their whereabouts.
Two things, however, give away the,
ending to the story; first, ever and
anon rumbles over the land the rever-
bations of the guns, sometimes short,
staccato sounds, again long crashing
rolls ending in a sort of roar, and
then, on the pave roads, a never end-
ing line of transport waggons' either
bearing up munitions and coming back
empty, or Red Cross motor ,anibu-'
-lances going empty and coming back
loaded. Nearly all the work is done
by mechanical transport (motor lor-
ries) which rattle and bump along at
a great rate, spraying rather than
splashing mud on you, while now and
then a despatch rider clad in khaki
oilskins hurtles by on a motor cycle,
or a long line of the famous two -
decker 'London busses, all painted war
office grey, crawl along, sometimes
loaded just as heavily as every they
were on the Strand or Regent street.
But every passenger is now -a non-
paying one and there is no difference
in style, all in "marching orden."
And speaking of marching order re-
minds me that I was in an "estami-
et" or Cafe to -day, and there was a
chubby gamin of about four marching
to and fro with a water bottle and
mess tin strung, from his shoulders
and over his left one a long poker,
and would you. believe me, as we en-
tered, he came to the "present" with
his poker, then calmly strode back and
forth -as' if on sentry go. And this
almost within range of the big guns.
The passive bearing 'and positive
_equaimity of these villagers also seem
beyond one's kene Business as usual
is evidently their slogan and they cer-
tainly lose no opportunity to carry on
any kind of bargain. As an example
the urchin, whose 'home is where we
• billet, appeared yesterday with one
of our cap badges on, and fearing
mayhap that kleptomania, was devel-
oping and feeling that keenly in one
so young, 1 questioned him (for all the
kids have a smattering of "Anglais")
as to whence it came. Promptly came
the answer "two eggs," Eengleesh sol-
dier," so you see the French 'are just
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HARLES DICKENS is 11)..)e of the world's great teachers.
Here i$ what he has to say in one of his books:
"My other piece of advice, Copperfield," said Mr.
Ailicawber, "you know. Annual income £20, annual
expenditure £19. 19. 6—result, happiness: Annual
income £20, annual expenditure £20. 0. 6—result,
Misery. The blossom is blighted, the leaf is withered,
the God of Day goes down upon the dreary scene,
and -7 -and in short you are forever floored. As j am."
The saving of part of one's in-
come was always a good policy.
Prudent men and women have
always maintained a margin of
saving.
But to -day we -must go farther in
our efforts to save than ever before.
To -day it is a matter of the
gravest importance that each
Canadian seek i way4. and me Os
to economize by cutting clown ex-
penditures for Unnecessary 'things;
saving the Money he •spends on
things he could do without, so
that when •the Nation needs to
borrow money he will be in a posi-
tion to do his full duty.
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There is war -shortening work wait-
ing for every dollar that can be
saved.
TFe
Charles Dickens were writing
to Canadians. to -day he would
give us advice to this
effect:
"My -oihfr piece of advice, Canadian's,
you know. IVO matter what percentage
of your annual income you have pre-
viously saved, your -efforts to -day shozdd
be to save more. The -advantage of sp
doing is threefold: By the practice of
economy you conserve the material and
labor which Mist be devoted to the grim
task before us; you cultivate the priceless
habit. of thrift; you gather more and
more money to lend to the Nation for the
prosecution of the war to a quick and
certain VictOry."
Published under the authority of the
Minister of Finance of Canada
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• as thrifty :as ever. In fact, more .so,
I fancy, as every, second house, has-
been turned into one' of these. estami-
nets. It is possible to purchase any-
thing, eatable from packages of Qqak-
er Oats to Heinz's Pork and Beans,
and drinkable - from beer to cham-
pagne, excluding spirits •like whiskey
or brandy. As far as eats are con-
cerned no one need's anything staple
anyway for we eat kike fighting ceeks.
Mets, some fresh, some bully beef,
bread or hard, tack, potatoes and one
other vegetable, bacon for brealefast,•
iam tea, rice, cheese, condensed' milk
anc plenty of it. The meat is usually
be, but alternated. with mutton, and
our Company Commander, who is an
old British army officer, says tihis is
a picnic. Not knowing, cannot say, but
While there are some discomforts they
are absolutely nothing to. what I ex-
pected and 'we are all happy as, kings.
Of course, I'm usually happy, but I
find myself breaking into song every
now and then just for gheer joy. That
is, I suppose, a rather queer idea to
any one who at a distance views the
situation, but such is the case.
I cannot recall to memory; all the
queer things that have happened, as
you may imagine, but it certainly. is a
very funny expedition. My Freneh at
the best is none too healthy, being
rather pale and coming under • the
heading anaemic, so I've had some
queer times making myself under-,
stood. In the first place through which
we marched several! gamins ,crowded
along beside us crying, "Beeskit, Bees -
kit,"' and I racked lmy brain for all
French °salutations aid forms Of greet-
ing, but nothing serried to fit, and
finally a little olderj boy said "souve-
neer," and I tumbl d. He wanted a
biscuit like we ea . Hard tack, hi
other words. It in y seem easy when
it's spelled out, but srhen a dirty faced
• youngster grabs yo r thumb and adds
his weight to the already . enormous
tonnage you are ca rying, ypur pow-
ers of understandi g cease and your
perspective rather, louds.
Well, my dear I on't think there is
much more to tell,; ot will wrri, te from
our new quarters ext week.
Love to all.
•
Billy.
• Somswhere,
March 6, 1916
Dear Mother,— our letter dated
February 15 arriv d to -day and finds
me in hospital whe 'e I've ben for five,
days. Nothing seri us but a nasty at -1
tack of "toenail" 1 oisoning from eat-
ing, something too near the 'side of a
tin. • It occurred wdek toiday, just
before we moved down to B *gade.re-
serve about two m les from the firing
line. I had nothi g to eail for two
• days, that is, coul. eat not ing, and
suffered from, aiute diarrhoea and
then did fourteen miles in marching
order to here, which was more or less
of a "via dolorosa" for me, and when
I arrived, was glad to lay me down 'in
a dugout which leaked. Next morn-
ing the Colonel and Medical Officer
insisted uponme going into hospital,
much against my will, for the batta-
lion moved up to the firing line, for its
first tine that night. It was a bitter
disappointment to your "only only"
for, dear, after it has labored -for
months stud-ying and instructing his
-men, and when the climax comes and
all his work is to be put into actual
practice, it comes hard to lie down
and feel that he is not to have apart
in it. , However, here I am, hoping to
get out to -day and go in the line for
four days the day 'after to -morrow.
I'm feeling much better, thank you,
and considerably stronger. I think X
would have been jake but for that
march over the pave roads which ag-
gravated the case considerably. Of
those roads more anon.
, (To b'e Continued Next Week).
•
Many a Beigian.mother could
have these words engraved on
her chi1ld's gravestone—"Died
of Starvation-.
• Perhaps the child has wasted away with Consump-
tion, or has' been twisted into a mockery of happy
childhood by Rickets, but starvation is at the root of
the tragedy.
What else can be expe5ted for a growing child
whose daily ration is the bowl of soup and two pieces
• of bread provided by the United States loans to the
Belgian Govenunenq
The only hope kir the destitute children of Belgium
is that we who can afford three meals a day will
be moved to pity and send help inunediately. Even
a small contribution will help to take some child,
sinking under its lOad of trouble, over to Holland,
where with good milk, nutritious food -medical care
and loving treatment, he or she may regain health,
strength and the wish to live.
GIVE—give vntil you feel the pinch! Don't wait
until someone asks you personally. THIS is personal!
Make cheques payal3le arid send contributions to
n Relicfrund
(Registered under the War Charities Act) •11(
Huron County Belgian Reilef Fund, Mrs.T. B. Thompson, Treasurer, Sea.
ONT4RIO BRANCH—Belgian; Relief Fund, 95 King Street West, Tgonti
forth, Ontario; or to
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