E-text prepared by Al Haines
We have kept faith, ye Flanders' dead,
Sleep well beneath those poppies red,
That mark your place.
The torch your dying hands did throw
We 've held it high before the foe,
And answered bitter blow for blow,
In Flanders' fields.
And where your heroes' blood was spilled
The guns are now forever stilled
And silent grown.
There is no moaning of the slain,
There is no cry of tortured pain,
And blood will never flow again
In Flanders' fields.
Forever holy in our sight
Shall be those crosses gleaming white,
That guard your sleep.
Rest you in peace, the task is done,
The fight you left us we have won,
And "Peace on Earth" has just begun
In Flanders now.
EDNA JACQUES
in the Calgary Herald

Lest We Forget, the first volume of World War stories, gave anoutline of the struggle up to the time of the signing of the armistice,November 11, 1918, and contained in general chronological order most ofthe stories that to children from ten to sixteen years of age would beof greatest interest, and give the clearest understanding of thetitanic contest.
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