JUST TELL HER THAT!
A while before he died he took my hand— "I want to tell'-you something,' Bill," ho'said, "Before you lay me out in No Man's Land, And put a wooden cross above my head. , - "Just this: last night, when lying here, I' knew I'd found my soul, Bill, since the War ; began— . ' And I was happy . -.-'. some day, when it's through, ,'; ' And you're back home--just tell Her that, old man." —A. Beatrice Hickson, ; Canadian University Magazine.
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Evening Post, Volume XCIII, Issue 48, 24 February 1917, Page 16
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79JUST TELL HER THAT! Evening Post, Volume XCIII, Issue 48, 24 February 1917, Page 16
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