Letters from Mesopotamia eBook

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    Away from him, terming it the offspring
    Of an unruly mind.  Like some strong man
    Whom pygmies in his sleep have bound with threads
    Of twisted cobweb, and he to their plan
    Is captive while he sleeps, but quickly shreds
    His bonds when he awakes and sees the thing

    That they have bound him with.  His faith and will
    Purged all evil passions from his mind,
    And left there one great overmastering love
    For all his fellows.  War taught him to find
    That peace, for which at other times he strove
    In vain, and new-found friendship did fulfil

    His thoughts with happiness.  Such was the soul
    That he perfected, ready for the call
    Of his dear Master (should it to him come),
    Scornful of death’s terrors, yet withal
    Loath to leave this life, while still was some
    Part of the work he dreamed undone, his goal

    As yet unreached.  There was for such an one
    A different work among those given,
    Who’ve crossed the border of eternity
    In youthful heedlessness,—­as unshriven
    Naked souls joined the great fraternity
    O’ the dead, while yet their life was just begun ...

    And so he went from us unto his task,
    For all our life is as it were a mask
    That lifteth at our death, and death is birth
    To higher things than are upon this earth.

    L.P.

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FLASHMAN’S hotel,
RAWAL PINDI.
April 25th, 1915.

To his mother.

They are calling for volunteers from Territorial battalions to fill gaps in the Persian Gulf—­one subaltern, one sergeant, and thirty men from each battalion.  So far they have asked the Devons, Cornwalls, Dorsets, Somersets and East Surreys, but not the Hampshires.  So I suppose they are going to reserve us for feeding the 4th Hants in case they want casualties replaced later on.  Even if they come to us, I don’t think they are likely to take me or Luly, because in every case they are taking the senior subaltern:  and that is a position which I am skipping by being promoted along with the three others:  and Luly is a long way down the list.  But of course I shall volunteer, as there is no adequate reason not to; so I thought you would like to know, only you mustn’t worry, as the chance of my going is exceedingly remote:  but I like to tell you everything that happens.

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Four months after he wrote this, in August, 1915, Robert was on leave at Naini Tal, with Purefoy Causton, a brother officer.

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METROPOLE HOTEL, NAINI TAL.

August 3rd, 1915.

To his mother.

It has been extremely wet since I last wrote.  On Saturday we could do nothing except laze indoors and play billiards and Friday was the same, with a dull dinner-party at the end of it.  It was very nice and cool though, and I enjoyed those two days as much as any.

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