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Rh officer, 'he was dead, although he breathed a few times—no suffering.'

The premonition that he was destined to die for his ideals, that he was plainly called to lay down his life for his country and the cause that was his and hers, is in other of Freston's poems, as it is in those of many of his comrades. It is in his 'Departure,' in 'When I am Dead,' in 'Two Nights'—

It is in 'April 1915,' and again in 'October 31st, 1915,' written not long before he left England for the last time: