COMRADES CARRY ON

White Ribbon, Volume 28, Issue 336, 18 June 1923, Page 3

COMRADES CARRY ON

(By Lottie Moore.)

Who claims that the work of our White Ribbon host Is a thing of the past—a spent force? A possible need of a former regime, But a need w’hich has “finished Its course.” Do the deeds of the Crusaders —noble and true — Count for naught? Does their memory fade? Are their prayers, faith and tears but a dream? —can it be ’Twas a valueless thing which they paid? Nay! Nay! while the dark-pinioned demon of vice Overshadows and curses its prey. While the Drink Foe—insidious, wary and bold As a thief lies in wait by the way: While a sorrowing mother-heart bleeds In our iPn<', O’er the vie*.ms of arrogant pride, While a child inty be led by sweet counsel to walk In ♦ te steps of the Heavenly Guide; May the White Ribbon host tread its mission of cheer. In the spirit the Master shall own. Yea. with zeal born of sacrifice, hone born of faith, And a love born of Heaver alone. Yea; the years speak the message in clarion-tones. For the sake of the toilers agone. For the sake of humanity’s need of the hour. Parry on! Parry on! Parry on! —“Canada W.R Bullefin.”