"SECOND SUNDAY ON ANZAC"

Evening Post, Volume CI, Issue 103, 2 May 1921, Page 7

"SECOND SUNDAY ON ANZAC"

A MEMORABLE DAY RECALLED,

To a crowded congregation at the King's Theatre last night Canon Feilden Taylor— whoso name as a padre Has become intimately associated with the members of the New Zealand Expeditionary Force in camp and on Gallipoli—delivered a stirring and at times a most touching address on "The Second Sunday on Anzac." After describing the camp of the New Zealanders, Canon Taylor said:— "After a breakfast of bully-beef, biscuit and water, I walked to our lines, whjch were on Walker's Ridge, and by 9 o'clock came across a company of Aucklanders camped on the hillside. It was my first attempt at a service on the Peninsula, and I stood at tho base of the hill, and the men sat iv the shelter of their, dug-outs. We t&ag the hymn you sang to-nightr— 'Rook of Agea Cleft for Me,' and then we prayed for our homeland and our folk in New Zealand, and that they might not bb unduly worried on our account. I gave the fellows.an address. I took a text—a thing I do not often do —but, seeing how difficult it was to talk to men placed as they were, not'knowing from hour to hour what was in atore for them, collectively or individually, I gave" them the words 'Underneath are the Everlasting Arms.' I enjoyed thafc^ service, and I think the men did. We finished by singing the National Anthem, for, I believe, the first time on Turkish soil. , I left this company and camo across some men of the 4th Canterbury Regjment, and we hold a second service. By 3 o'clock in the afternoon we had managed to get in, four services. .'. . The message of our boys on Anzac to us, as they stood day by day risking their lives, was a confident belief that behind all was God; and we can well take thia lesson to hear?, so that whenever assailed with doubt, ' fear, .dread,' anxiety, or despair, remember, as they did, that 'Underneath are the Everlasting Arms.' Remem ber our soldier boys. For them there was no going back, they had to faco it, risking everything every hour and minute, and the end came in France years after, when, the mills of God had slowly but surely' ground their purposo out. "For us 'in these troublous times there are two alternatives—material aid, or a faith in the Divine Father. I am a man that believes that, deep in the heart of' tho people is a belief in God; it may take, in some cases, v time of crisis to bring it out, but the lesson of Anzac is before us, mid as a boy wrote in his diary on that 2nd of Mnv, 1915, and which his mother once showed me?; 'Underneath' are the Everlasting. Arms.1"