"I feel how weak and fruitless must be any words of mine which should attempt to beguile you from a loss so overwhelming. But I cannot refrain from tendering you the consolation that may be found in the thanks of the Republic they died to save. I pray that our Heavenly Father may assuage the anguish of your bereavement and leave you only the cherished memory of the loved and lost, and the solemn pride that must be yours to have laid so costly a sacrifice upon the altar of Freedom." In Your Own Case, Lieut. Paul Jones, In The Form Of His Last Letter And By The Testimony Of His Major, Has Left A Legacy Of Protest And Aspiration And Example Which I Ardently Trust And Believe Will Reinforce Powerfully The Spirit Of Regeneration, So Long Belated, That Is Already Beginning To Influence Materially The Britain Of Our Immediate Future. Sealed By The Sacrifice Of His Life, The Note Of A Saner And Purer National Life Set In His Letter By Your Son Will, Ere Half The Century Is Past, Give Us, I Am Confident, A Stronger And Mightier Britain. From Mrs. Denbigh Jones, Llanelly: "Wist ye not that I must be about my Father's business?" That has been the ideal of these brave young souls. From one great joy to another your glorious boy led you on. He lived and moved with an intensity and a fullness beyond our slow dreams, as if rushing to consume everything in life worth reaching and learning in the given time. The intoxication of life which possessed him will shine for ever in your memory, as it was not of earth. He scaled the topmost crags of duty, and now his young voice still calls to us "far up the heights." My son's nurse, for whom he had a warm and abiding affection, married Mr. W. W. Jones, of Llanelly, who wrote: On behalf of my wife, his devoted and loving nurse Nan, and myself, we extend to you our most heartfelt and sincere sympathy in this great catastrophe of your lives through the death in action of your dear son Paul, whilst fighting for the rights of justice, humanity and freedom. He died like the hero he was. My wife was greatly distressed and painfully grieved when she learnt of the cruel loss you have sustained. Paul's name was a household word in our home. She always spoke of him as such a noble, unselfish and virtuous boy, good in spirit, great of heart. It is hard that he should be taken, his life already so rich in achievements and with its promise of a brilliant and golden future. By his death it is not only you, his parents, who will suffer; but Paul, being in himself a great democrat--which in these days we can ill afford to lose--the democracies of the world will suffer by the loss of such a gallant and noble gentleman. From a man of letters: