An Extract of Reflection

From his room to the deck they brought him drest — For his funeral rites, at his own request, With his boots and stock and garments on...

MANY TOWNS A MASS OF RUINS The worthy Editor of "The Witness" has asked me to give some of my experiences of my recent visit...

The shadows of eve were falling,    and coldly the night wind blew; The sky was a dusky crimson    that faded to smoky blue; And t...

"Ah! when shall all men’s good  Be each man’s rule, and universal peace  Lie like a shaft of light across the land?"  — Ten...

'Neath the shining of the Star, Peace hath broken her treasure jar, Spread her gracious gifts afar. From the darkness comes the ...

Reprinted by kind permission of the Editor of the “Morning Post.” Foreword. The Empire’s Honour is the Honour of its Mighty Dead. This...

The silver moon is shining     On far Knocklayd; And the night dew glistens     On leaf and blade. A white mist is passing     Acr...