30 OCTOBER 1915, page 19

Our Fighting Men,. Tins War Is Like The Judgment-day—» All

sham, all pretext torn away; And swift the searching hours reveal Hearts good as gold, souls true as steel. Blest saints and martyrs in disguise, Concealed ere-while from holden......

A Tribute To Miss Cavell.

[TO THE EDITOR OF THE "SPECTATOR,..] Sirt,—Few deeds have struck more horror into English minds than the cold-blooded killing of Nurse Cavell. I do not know whether or not she......

Dhar Sir, —if, As Seems To Be The Ease From The

numbers of letters we have received and from those that have appeared in the Press, the public feel that it would be fitting to associate the Memorial to Edith Cavell with her......

Poetry.

THE PORTAVOE POACHERS. IT wee rabbits we were after in Portyvoe that night Lyin' snug between the whine there, up on the warren hill, A. red moon rose behind us that made the......

Notice.—when "correspondence" Or Articles Are Signed With...

or initials, or with a pseudonym, or are marked "Communicated," the Editor must not necessarily be held to be in agreement with the views therein expressed or with the mode of......

Bo 0 K S.

M. VENEZELOS.* BY far the best thing in this book is the introduction by the well-known Roumanian statesman, M. Take Joneseu. He praises M. Venezelos for the right reasons, and,......