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all that she was very far from strong and simply burning to 

 save us all. It was a vital matter to her, and I believe she 

 would have gone on pleading with us until she was completely 

 exhausted if her husband had not very kindly and tenderly 

 stopped her. 



Miss Booth, the granddaughter of these very earnest people, 

 has lately written an interesting little book giving an account of 

 the Army's work all over the world. 



A monster hut has been erected in France by the Australian 

 Salvationists, and they crowd into it. Services, sing-songs, and 

 amusements all take their turn in it. Captain Mackenzie used 

 to sing to them there, provide them with books, magazines, 

 games, and material for letter-writing, to try and help them to 

 forget all the hardships of the trenches. 



I read somewhere the other day that those who live to tell 

 the tale, when they return to their homes in Australia will sing : 



I daiindered here and I daundered there 



And I daundered round the corner, 

 I daundered into an army hut 



And I got Salvation yonder. 



And they will sing it to the tune of " The Girl I Left Behind Me." 



There was also a Roman Catholic chaplain who came over 

 with the Australians, Father Bergin by name. His early 

 missionary career was in the Holy Land and Syria. Had there 

 been no war he would probably still be alive and well, carrying 

 out God's work in that lonely outpost of civilisation. But 

 Father Bergin being a British subject and Turkey being at war, 

 necessitated for him, as for many others, a very hasty and 

 undignified departure at the point of Turkish bayonets from the 

 scenes of his labours. 



The home of the Jesuit Order in Cairo became his temporary 

 home, and it was from this home early in 1915 that he first came 

 into contact with the A.I.F. (Australian Imperial Force). 



He served with them in France and was with them through 

 all their battles from Ypres to the Somme, up to the time of his 

 death on October 12, 1917. He could not be prevailed upon 

 to take rest and leave, so devoted was he to his work. 



His chief characteristic was his simplicity and gentleness. 



