TROOP HORSES.
[Homage was raid throughout the world this week to the memory of those heroes who fought and died in the Great "War. It is fitting- that thought should sometimes be given to those dumb friends of mankind, the horses who bore the mounted troops to victory, who hauled the guns, who suffered and died in a great uncounted host. The beautiful lines below are by " Ruthyn " (Misa B. Lawlor), an Auckland poet and ardent lover of animals.] They gave their lives. Remember them to-day, Who heard no call of war or its demands, As hurried troopships bore them far away From Spring's green fields, and tawny tussock lands. Not theirs to see the victor's flag unfurled, Or know reward for thirst, and scorch, and pain. To thrill at peace acclaimed throughout the world, Or, eased of trappings, turn for home again. I like to think that though their whitened bones Lie scattered far and wide on alien sand, Some happiness, some blessed slate atones, Somewhere, to-day, they rest and understand. —B. Lawlor.
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New Zealand Herald, Volume LXVIII, Issue 21030, 14 November 1931, Page 4 (Supplement)
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174TROOP HORSES. New Zealand Herald, Volume LXVIII, Issue 21030, 14 November 1931, Page 4 (Supplement)
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