ITALY'S FIGHTING SPIRIT.

Timaru Herald, Volume CVI, Issue 16355, 3 October 1917, Page 11

ITALY'S FIGHTING SPIRIT.

,o -, *f . * ', -,..: ? ; - "'. , DEATH." - js/*'So»ne extracts from the .'tives' in New Zealand, - showing '' the spirit with which the Italian Army is lighting, were read by Mr J. H. Tagai 'on Saturday evening during the inter,val at a concert in tiie Town Hall Concert Chamber in add of the Italian Red Cross/ states the Auckland "Herald." "We have been fighting for five days continuously on Monte Santo, conquering positions and making many prisoners," wrote one soldier to his lather. "We have climbed the tops of mountains 8000 ft' to 10,000 ft high, which only the nestling eagle has reached before us. And we have, been doing som<e target shooting, very calmly and quietly, the targets being, as you Know, the face 3of our enemies. We are asked to take' strongly-fortified trenches, made of cement; but I am under the impression that if'they were made of steel they could not have resisted the impetus of our men. When we see the cap of the Austrians rise'up before us the blood boils in our veins. What with our brother the rifle and our sister the bayonet we feel ourselves irresistible. We only remember that if we do not win this war Italy and her Allies will die for ever; but we will win, don't fret!" ' < "I have been in the Libyan War, bub this is another world," wrote antother soldier. "Here we feel ourselves; here it is a question of liberating our brothers, and go on fighting to preserve those principles of liberty, and justice which our forefathers fought so much to secure for us." Another Italian soldier, a volunteer, wrote: "Here I am, dear mother," as a volunteer, fighting at last against the hateful, the barbarous enemy, who years ago took our dear dad from us. T muni revenge him. We must take Trieste. - No fear is shown, or felt, of Lady DAath. .We nil want to be heroes, if possible; we all have our blow to .give, and if our drenms could come true , our cannons would bore through the mo"r<tains. -Jf ~T <Vc, remember me. . 1/ T'bVe, T"wl11 'toll 'you some glorious -tales.." , ',