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... KITCHENER’S LETTEB. Offera of 1,000 Guineas and £l,OOO Already Received. Offer, of 1.444 gniaroa oad AI.4M. .« •fcfctre «aull*r amount, hnvp a'rwdy kxt mMto lor tb« ia vluob M Kiloh*n*r lor Wt.WOO lor «• Mar Armiro. Tim wo* fivM to tk« Rml Cioh frt Roam ...

... LORD; KITCHENER. REPRINTED FROM TEE TIM P-9. Unflinching hero, watchful to foresee And face thy country's peril wheresoe'er, Directing war 'and peace with equal care, Till by long toil ennobled thou wert he Whom England call'd and bade Set my arm free ...

... KITCHENER'S CALM. “Lord Kitchener did not geem in the least perturbed, calmly waited the preparations for the ship. which were ng on in & «nfi‘i _and orderly way. ‘flfl crew went z‘ r stations ofim‘ orders steadily, and ed ::b: Bite v&0 mmih v proved im: ...

... the chief mourners Viscount Broome (Commander Kitchener, R.N.), Mrs. Parker (sister), Ifise Kitchener (half-sister). Lady Nora k Beekets (niece), Captain H. Kitchener. R.F.C. (nephew), Miss Madge Kitchener (niece), and Major P. Beckett, B.A. (nephew). ...

... TORD KITCHENER. Morning service on Sunday last commenced with the hymn * Now the labourer’s task is o’er,”” and ths evening service with * Peace, perfect ?uca. :‘:l'pit references to the great battle on the asea the death of Lord Kitchener were made ...

... KITCHEN MAGIC. THE Pot and the Kettle are fond of one another nowadays—and very fond of Panshine. They sit side by side on the hob or gas stove and sing its praises in perfect union. They belong to the bright family of things cleaned with Panshine. A ...

... LORD KITCHENER. A momorial eervice to Lord Kitchener was held in St. Paul's Church on Tuesday afterncon, with war interceassion. It was conducted by the rector, the Rev. 1. M. Walter, and the Rev. F. M. Caulfield. All flags in the town were flown at half-mast ...

... LORD KITCHENER. Unflinching her, tchtul to fore. 11.1 Liee thy ixaintry*- lrnl wherenoe'or. Directing war pewee wilh equal rare, Till t. long toil ikon wort he Whom England and ,4111• sat my arm fn , To 4.1 w, my will .turl ft- honour fair day She ...

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... KITCHENER-REQUIDiCAT! Called avray„ and the world toes on, Though lliatain's greatest man ie gone! Called away, from his King and place, .'th. God! too a lass to the Allad race! CaNA away, from his pride and power— Too soon Alit terribly fatal hour! ...

... LORD KITCHENER. Unflinching hero. watchful to foresee And face thy country's peril wherasogier. Directing war kad peace with equal care. Till, by toil ennobled, thou he MCIOI England calrd and bade Set my arm free To obe i y y ny will and save my honour ...