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 Lieut.-Col. John McCrae

John McCrae, B.A., M.D., M.R.C.P. (London), Lieutenant- Colonel, C.A.M.C., died in Prance from pneumonia, complicated by meningitis, January 28th, 1918, in his forty-sixth year. Born in Guelph, son of Colonel and Mrs David McCrae, who survive him. Graduate in Arts and in Medicine of the University of Toronto. For some years, Professor of Pathology in the Uni versity of Vermont. Had lived in Montreal, since 1900, his work identified chiefly with the Royal Victoria Hospital, and the Medical School of McGill University. In 1899-1900, served with the artillery in South Africa, and rose to the rank of Command ing Officer of his Battery. Served for tzvo years as Chief in Medicine in the McGill Unit at the Front. Just before his death, received the high honour of appointment as Consultant to one of the British Army areas. In Flanders Fields, which appeared first in Punch, London, England, has had an extraordinary vogue and influence.

IN FLANDERS FIELDS

Reprinted by the special permission of the Proprietors of Punch, London, England.

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��N Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place, and in the sky, The larks, still bravely singing, fly, Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the dead; short days ago We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Loved and were loved, and now we lie In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe ! To you from failing hands we throw The Torch ; be yours to hold it high ! If ye break faith with us who die We shall not sleep, though poppies grow In Flanders fields.

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