From the News

Dated: August 19, 1916

You have seen the line of khaki surging grandly down the' street ;

You have heard the band blare out Britannic songs;

You have read a ton of papers, and you've thrown them at your feet;

And your brain's a battlefield for fighting throngs.

You have cheered for Tommy Atkins and you've yelled for Jack Canuck ;

You have praised the French and Belgians, every one.

But I'm rhyming here a measure to the valour and the pluck

Of the girl behind the man behind the gun.

There's a harder game than fighting ; there's a deeper wound' by far

Than the bayonet or the bullet ever tore.

And a patient little woman wears upon her heart a scar,

Which the lonesome years will keep for evermore. . . .

"La Vie Canadienne."