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"No Regrets."

That is a fine saying of an Otago mother's, reported in a Dunedin telegram this morning. She sent two sons to tho war, and ono of them has already laid down his life. /• When she received the news this brave and patriotic woman said:— "Well, I have no regrets, because he died for a just cause, and if I had a dozen sons I would not objent to overy ono of them going to fight for King, country, and the flag of liberty." Not every mother could say this in the first flush of her grief, but it is the spirit underlying these words which has led so many British mothers with tears in their eyes, but imth brave hearts, to send forward their sons to the war, wishing thorn God speed. It is largely owing to this spirit that we shall conquer tho enemy in the end, and so bo permitted to enjoy once more the blessings of peace. And we believe that every grief-stricken mother, however hard the parting may be at the time, will realise after the first sharp pangs of mourning are past that it lias been for the best. The son who has laid down his life for his country is not lost to those to whom he has been nearest and dearest. His will be a glorious and ever-precious memory to cherish. All that may havo appeared trivial and even, way ward in his life will be wiped from tho tablet of remembrance, and only his supreme act of self-sacrifice will remain. And he will be for ever young. For him there is none of the sordid fret of middle age immersed in the cares of tho struggle for existence; none of the feebleness and disappointments of growing old. Well has the poet Campbell said: — "But youth's fair form, though fallen, \ is ever fair, '. . And beautiful in death the boy appears, Tho hero boy that dies in blooming years: In man's regret he lives, and woman's tears, Moro sacred than in life, and lovelier far, For having p*-"*- s **''-" in tho front of war." -

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Press, Volume LI, Issue 15269, 4 May 1915, Page 6

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"No Regrets." Press, Volume LI, Issue 15269, 4 May 1915, Page 6

"No Regrets." Press, Volume LI, Issue 15269, 4 May 1915, Page 6

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