"Again we honour our dead by doing all within our power to put down that gory monster that is rampant in the world today. I refer to the serpent of hate. Of course there are some things we ought to hate—the ugly, the Unjust, the wicked. We ought to' hate superstition, fanaticism and bigotry. We ought to hate all atitocratie power that for any ulterior reason violates the value and dignity of human personality, We have a uty' to Fesent all attempts to stir antagonism between people because of colour or creed or cast We must be righleously indignant against any usurpation of human rights, "But hating people, individuals, for cause is dangerous, Let us' remember that for more than a century and a half our country has stood the test of democracy. a fact made peseible largely because of the absent of basic class hatred. Tt Is a bad time to change. Let us away with hate, "Another way in which we erect the best memorial to our honoured dead is {0 keep our patriotism Christian. Love of country is not only a natural sentiment in every. human heart, but it Is right in the sight of Goa,' No one can ignore his relation to his country and not sin against God, "It 1 forget thee, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget her cunning. If t do not remember thee, let my tongue cleave to the roof' of my mouth if 1 prefer not Jerusalem above my chief joy.' These were the words of one loyal both to God and country, Christ, too, was} 2 patriot, ands religion without Pattiotism Is not inspired by Christ. He loved His nation, He came first for His own people, preached to them and wept when they would not attend fo the things which be-Jonged to their peace. it is out of sacrifice and suffering that the greatest things in life grow. No man ever gave up part of himself ina great cause, but that his sacrifice Was rewarded a hundred fold_in moral and spiritual blessings. Our prayers go up in unison for those fron and-at the same time we worship their memory.'
"Yes, we must honour their memory.
The Unknown Soldier "Beneath the Arch of Triumph in Paris burns by night and day a flame
Text read from the printed page and cleaned; old type leaves the occasional error.