man."--ANONYMOUS.

A young Welsh musician wrote:

I cannot express how intensely I feel for you in your great
sorrow at the death of Paul. Of surpassing intellect and noble
ideals, he would have been invaluable to the country in the near
future. I feel sure it must be a source of great pride and
comfort to you that he made the supreme sacrifice in such a
courageous way, so becoming to his noble soul. He will live for
all time in my mind as the very essence of honour and idealism.

"That was a wonderful letter," writes a newspaper proprietor. "I have
read nothing finer. It brought tears to my eyes, but it made me proud
of my race."

* * * * *

The athletic editor of a London newspaper, who is an authority on
public-school athletics, wrote:

In your son's death we have lost a model sportsman. I will long
remember him, as will Dulwich and the young giants of the school
he so splendidly led.

From an official of the House of Commons:

I have prayed earnestly that there may be comfort in your
mourning, and in due time a binding-up of hearts so sorely
broken. The record of his school life, vivid with success and
leadership and, best of all, whole-hearted in its purity, wrung
my heart as I thought of what had been lost to us. But I believe
he has passed on to other service.

"A life nobly lived and nobly died--the ideal"--such was the comment
of an old colleague of mine, who has himself since lost a promising
soldier son. "I venture to say," he added, "that his noble letter,
written almost on the eve of his death, will carry healing to
thousands and thousands of sorely-stricken hearts in these sad times.
It should be printed in letters of gold."

* * * * *

"Be sure," wrote an old Cardiff friend, "in all your sorrow that He
who fashioned your boy so well and equipped him so fully, still has
him in His own kind care and keeping; and that when you 'carry on,'
bearing your load bravely, your dear boy will be nearer to you than
you often think, in some splendid service, too."

* * * * *

"It is such noble sacrifices as your son's," wrote a well-known M.P.,
"that almost alone redeem the horror of this world-wide catastrophe."

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From M. Marsillac, London correspondent of _Le Journal_ (Paris):