his pocket book came back to me— I found these words written in his dear writing— with your name beneath. Would it be asking too much of you, to tell me what book I should find the whole poem in 2 My precious boy was killed one week before the awful fighting was over— the news came to us on Armistice day. A small book of my son s War Poems will be published very soon– his heart was torn with sorrow at the suffering he saw “out there” and the callousness of the majority at home —the futility of War— he speaks not of his own sufferings but any one who loved him can tell from his poems what he had passed through, to be a ble to write as he did. He was only 25. Wilfred loved all that was beautiful, his life was beautiful and of great influence for good. Our God knew but when he took him “hence”— and I must not murmur— for I know. He is a God of love — and would have answered my constant prayers – if, to come back to me, would have been best.... With great respect and admiration... Susan H. Cwen. পত্র ১০৭ ৷ ‘কমলা লেকচার . . . প্রোফেসারি পদের প্রথম অভিভাষণ । রবীন্দ্রনাথ কলিকাতা বিশ্ববিদ্যালয়ের তাহবানে এই সময় ‘মানুষের ধৰ্ম্ম বিষয়ে কমল বক্তৃতা দিবার ও বাংলার প্রধান অধ্যাপকের পদ গ্রহণ করিবার আমন্ত্রণ গ্রহণ করেন । & S 8
