was with infinite sadness that we ard last night that the brave General to whose undaunted courage our first great, i in the present. exmpaign was mainly-due had succumbed to' the terrible injuries he received. Henceforth his name will be bracketted with others of our world's heroes who have fuuzht even unto death." We women feel most for the poor to do bui it They have given their very greatest treasures to our country, and of course are proud to do it, but can stop the terrible heartache which they have to hear whose husbands or sons do not return. Lady Symons was a friend of my girlhood and as I read this morning of all the telegrams of sympathy which have been sent to her from all parts of our land, I could not help thinking how little it' would mean. She has lost him, all else will seem as nothing. Still, after all, how much better to die fighting for one's country than to eon to a great old age and outlive all one's friends. I remember once reading a story of a number of men who had been associated in some successful enterprise who pledged themselves always to meet and together annually on a certain date in commemoration of the event. For some years all went well, but gradually there were empty places—the same number always being laid. Eventually only one old man was left. He turned up on the night as usual, ate his lonely dinner, then the waiters left him to his wine, After a time some one, pitying him, looked in to see that he was all right and found him dead in his chair. The loneli-
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