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Canadian Forestry Journal, September, 1915. 



(Lines written by a young British Co- 

 lumbia forester— Pte Eric G. Mc- 

 Dougall, University Corps, Canada 

 Overseas Contingent— in reply to his 

 brother-in-law's advice not to enlistj 



You are going you say, in the Medi- 

 cal Corps, , 1 • 1 

 You leave wife and children behind. 

 They need men like you at the seat 



of the war, 

 And they're not always easy to find. 

 You're high in the service, you 



couldn't hold back. 

 Promotion for you won't be slow, 

 But when I suggest that I take the 



same track 

 You hasten to tell me, "Don't go." 



The points that you make in your 



kindlv advice, 

 For which please accept my best 



thanks, rr 



Are, I'm not good enough for an oth- 



cer's job. 

 And somewhat too good lor tne 



My job is' important, my place can't 



be filled, 

 My health isn't up to the test. 

 There are plenty of men to be 



wounded or killed. 

 To stick where I am would be best. 

 I answer : "The country is calling for 



To battle for freedom and right. 



That isn't "Hot Air" from an edi- 

 tor's pen, 



AVe know why we're in this fight. 



Thev all give up something, from 

 comfort to lives. 



I've no one depending on me. 



Let those stop at home who have 

 children and wives. 



Just now— it's worth while to be 

 free. 



I've climbed a few hills since the 

 last time we met. 



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I've hiked many miles through the 



woods; . . 



The Chief sent me out information 



And^f ^says I've delivered the 



My whidts as long as the snow peak 



is high. 

 What I shoot at I frequently hit, 

 I think I agree with the medical guy 

 Who said: "Put your shirt on— 



vou're fit!" . 



My job is important; I gave it its 



I let my two mates go ahead. 

 There's one who will sail m a fort- 

 night or two, 

 And one bv this time may be dead. 

 I wound up the contract, it looks like 



mv turn, • r • 



Mv chance for returning is fair. 

 And from me and my comrades old 



England may learn 

 The West raises more than Hot 



Air." 



