Produced by Al Haines. [Illustration: Cover art] [Illustration: Captain Guy Drummond, 13th Royal Canadian Highlanders. Killed in action, April, 1915. "A SON OF THE MOTHERLAND"] The Soul _of_ The Soldier _Sketches from the Western Battle-Front_ BY THOMAS TIPLADY _Chaplain to the Forces_ Author of "THE CROSS AT THE FRONT," etc. NEW YORK CHICAGO TORONTO Fleming H. Revell Company LONDON AND EDINBURGH Copyright, 1918, by FLEMING H. REVELL COMPANY New York: 158 Fifth Avenue Chicago: 17 North Wabash Ave. London: 21 Paternoster Square Edinburgh: 75 Princes Street TO THE MEMORY OF THE MANY "WHITE MEN" I have known and loved in the London Territorials, who, being dedicate to their Country and the cause of Liberty, went over the parapet and did not return. "These laid the world away; poured out the red Sweet wine of youth: gave up the years to be Of work and joy, and that unhoped serene That men call age; and those who would have been Their sons they gave--their immortality." *THE MOTHER’S ANSWER* God gave my son in trust to me. Christ died for him. He should be A man for Christ. He is his own And God’s and man’s, not mine alone. He was not mine to give. He gave Himself, that he might help to save All that a Christian should revere All that enlightened men hold dear. "To feed the guns." Ah! torpid soul, Awake, and see life as a whole. When freedom, honor, justice, right, Were threatened by the despot’s might, He bravely went for God, to fight Against base savages, whose pride The laws of God and man defied; Who slew the mother and the child; Who maidens, pure and sweet, defiled; He did not go to feed the guns, He went to save from ruthless Huns His home and country, and to be A guardian of democracy. "What if he does not come?" you say; Well, then, my sky will be more gray, But through the clouds the sun will shine And vital memories be mine. God’s test of manhood is, I know Not, will he come--_but did he go_? JAMES L. HUGHES. *PREFACE*