BRITISH VETERANS IN NEW ENGLAND. ,
[To Tins EDITOR 01 Thy" EriCTATOR.") Sr,—Perhaps the enclosed account, received this afternoon, of a stirring episode in one of the oldest Episcopal churches in New England will interest your readers It shows the enthusiasm felt at the present moment by exiles from Great West Hill, .Harrow, September 27th.
"Cambridge, Massachueetts, September Mk OM Last Sunday we bad. a great time at old Christ Church, Mr. Everts mentioned that the British veterans of the Navy and Army would hold their commemorative service in the church in the afternoon. I supposed that there would be a dozen old men, but thought I would go. When I came to the gate I found a very large and pompous officer in uniform with many medals and a sword standing in the church doorway with the colour-bearer ; there was no passing them, so I waited outside to see what was coming. There must have been nearly three hundred, who marched in in all sorts of uniform from scarlet tonics to khaki ; there was a drum corps and then twelve Highlandera all in white, each with his plaid of his own tartan, and his cairngorm and, of course, his bagpipes. One had a leopard-skin on his back—what does that mean P They played a march on their bagpipes, and when they stopped the chimes played God Save the King.' There were throe British and three American flags. The church was full : I got a seat in the organ-loft. The singing was fine, especially 'God Savo the King,' which all the old soldiers thundered out. There was a special service, after which the Commander read the names of four regular and two honorary members who had answered the Last Bell Call—the • Honoraries ' were Lord Roberts and Curtis Guild; one of the regulars was the only native American who had ever won the V.C. He was from Maine, and carried out his commanding officer from battle (after lm was wounded) under fire. Mr. Everts gave them a fine sermon from the text 'He teacheth my hands to war.' The contribution was for the orphan home, and the Commander carried it up. After he had read the biographies of the members who had died, three buglers played the 'Last Post ' in church and then others echoed it outside. I enclose the programme. it was all very impressive, and seemed to bring the war nearer."
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