The Monticellonian., 1916-11-02

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 in khaki, with the word
 Canada" in gold letters on his shoulder, "and now there are not POO of us left worth looking at"
 We were cut up," he said, three separate times. I was called out for special duty and the man who took my place got it right between the eyes"
 What are you waiting here for?' l asked him. Hope F. NJ. Ross writes to the Manitoba Free Press from Lon don.
 Well" he said, "I was just waiting here to see if could hear Big Ben"
 Il read story many years ago about London bridge. In the old days there was fortified gate at each end and, as rule, there was an array of human heads in view, placed there, as the French say, for the encouragement of the others. The edifice was more like a street than bridge, having Il row of houses along each side.
 ''The old picture was strange one, but the people of that day would have deemed the picture of this sunny sum mer morning much more remarkable.
 On the bridge today there were young soldiers of South Africa, of New Zealand, of Australia and of Canada. There are many English. both sailors and soldiers, men in uniforms which are not seen in Canada. All these young men are in Britain and in uniform to- day in this incredible war.
 l told my Canadian friend that he might hear Big Ben-whch, as every body knows, is the huge bell in the main tower of the house of parlia- ment-proyided it was rung but that 1t would not ring again until after the war
 We looked out from the bridge over the city on both sides of the river and I was reminded of these words of Heine. written, of course, long before the world dreamed of the present de yelopments. "I have seen," said Heine, 'the greatest wonder that the world can show to the astonished spirit. have seen it and am more astonshed than ever, and still there remains in my memory that stone forest of houses, and amid them the rushing stream of faces, of living human faces, with all their motley passions, all their ter rible impulses of love, of hunger and of hate"
 The river itself was peaceful enough and serene, clearer than Canadians would expect to find it and much mar rower. The Thames is only 900 feet wide at this point, which constitutes the reason why the first structure was built here. Up to the latter part of the eighteenth century everyone used this crossing since there was no other medium except the boats.
 The soldier by my side looked long into the busy pool" but do not think he saw anything except the bloody struggles of the war. He did not tell me, but l was aware that he was not thinking of London. Perhaps he thought of that little prairie village in l Alberta, out of which 20 young men came with the first contingent, and to | 1 gle one will return.
 At St. Margaret's Church.
 We decided to make the long jour ney down to St. Margaret's church. ad joining the abbey. The preacher ot the day was Canon Murray of St Johns college of Winnipeg, anC among the auditors I saw one of the wardens of the St. Johns cathedral Sheriff Inkster.
 St. Margaret's does not make tho same appeal that the abbey and St Pau's do. but there is plenty in this historic structure to satisfy the imag ination. As the service proceeded, this morning it came on to rain. as they say in Scotland, and the church grew dinner the light slowly fading. Tn, wonderful windows gained in beauty