…Little Betty every night still prays for ‘Uncle Frank, Uncle Charlie, and now also for Uncle Pete.’ And we, whatever be our belief as to the future life, and however much at times our faith may waver, know in our hearts that the instinct of a little child is right, and that somewhere ‘beyond the stars’ they still go forward, and can be prayed and lived for…
A child’s prayer represents the depths of the sadness of those who lost relatives and friends in the Great War.
Jean Day continues her account of the lives of neighbours in a Worcester crescent.
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