A TOUGH "PANSY."

Auckland Star, Volume LXVII, Issue 274, 18 November 1936, Page 6

A TOUGH "PANSY."

I am a "pansy"; the kind that Iras been under fire so mueli of late. Why not ? I like the beach, coif 'appeals to me, and the wave in my hair is natural, believe it or. not. I have known the inestimable boon of a "military"' life, having done four years' service in our territorial forces. I still prefer to bask in the sun. Though not a "he-man" myself, I think that I am at least as touch as most of the chaps I met in the "army." However, we won't worry about that. I don't think that, because I'm a "lily," I move on a higher plane than the more robust "potatoes," "cabbages" or whatever Colonel Dawson would club our so useful militia. Oh, no! The whole fact is that I'm hopelessly lazy and fail to see any benefit ill toili 11 £T the time-honoured way to bolster up a timeworn order that lias let us youim chaps down so badly. I'm not "a jolly* Red," either —too much o[ a fa?. I'd no more train for Savage than I*vould for Coates, Forbes or Hamilton. If a Avar started I'd be in, of course. Just for a quick way out. I would not die a hero's death, wrapped in the Hag, thanking the Maker as my life's blood flowed delicately away that I had done my duty for King and Country. I will probably perish, along with heaps of other useless flesh, with a beilyful :of lead or Lewisite, thanking my -slayer for the change thus afforded. And o'er the flower of our manhood tucked away. I hope, I earnestly hope, some kind soul will plant a pansy, in memory of me. J. VEAR.