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THE LATE TROOPER J. HAGERTY.

' AN APPROBATION. To the Editor of the "Timaru Herald." Sir, —I read in. a North Island paper the other day that it is intended to raise a memorial of some kind to the late. Hagerty, of Timaru. It has surprised me that no move has been made before this, especially by the patrons of boxing in this country. Hagerty was so well known and respected from one end of the Dominion to the, other that there should bo very little trouble in gathering something handsome wherewith to establish a memorial. As a member of the Main Expeditionary Force, I knew Hagerty well. "We travelled on the same troopship to Egypt, and the more I saw of him the more I was impressed by his modesty in regard to his own deeds, and his kindness in speaking of his opponents. His was a charming personality, and I am sure he ''could never make an enemy. He was always so bright and cheery that ho simply radiated goodfeeling wherever he was. Boxing in New Zealand has lost its greatest asset, its champion, whoso conduct in and out of the ring has done so much to advertise and uphold boxing as a clean and honourable sport. Poor Jimmy Hagerty maintained his cheery smile even in the worst moments on Gallipoli, and whenever I met him he was always bright and uncomplaining. I had a long chat with him just before the fatal August attack, and he, though much worn like the rest of us, was as plucky and full of fight as ever. He survived the first two weeks heavy August fighting, and seemed likely to go right through. But the deadly Maxim had marked him for its own. The last charge of the Mounteds on August 28th saw the end of our little champion, and a right gallant end it was. He had charged with his mates over two rows of Turkish trenches, and had just reached the third and last trench forming the objective, when the fatal bullet "found him. Poor Jimmy had sprung, with a chuckle of exultation, on to the parapet, bnt the chuckle was stopped half way, and the brave boy fell, inert and helpless, to the bottom of the trench. Om> bullet had passed through his shoulder and another through his body. From the latter wound there was no recovery. Hagerty lived only a. few minutes, and then one of his mates reverently closed his eyes, and covered him up to take his last long sleep. He had fought his last glorious fight, and in dying so nobly had put the seal upon his- fame. He now lies upon the spot where Ire fought so well with the "W hills rising up in front as his eternal monument. The .sotting sun throws the shadow of the Chocolate hills as a shroud upon his resting plane, whilst on thr right. Sari Rahr. grim, to\\vriug. and unconquorod frowns darklv over all. —1 am. etc.. J..Arc. Soldiers' Club. .AVelliimtou.. March flili.

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THE LATE TROOPER J. HAGERTY., Timaru Herald, Volume CIV, Issue 15908, 11 March 1916

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THE LATE TROOPER J. HAGERTY. Timaru Herald, Volume CIV, Issue 15908, 11 March 1916

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