The following poem by Alice Elliot appears full-page opposite this photograph by Nichol Elliot, In the Island, Toronto:

An Idyll of Peace.

DEAR summer Isle of halcyon days gone by
When life had found a far enchanted land
And caught new light and shade on happy strand,
How green your grass, how blue, how blue your sky,
And sunshine clear the waterways that lie, ⎯
By trees o’er-branched, ⎯by bridges lightly spanned, ⎯
For holiday and youth on every hand, ⎯
Idyllic peace to charm both heart and eye!

How swift from summer idylls came the wrench
Of life flung thence, by war and manhood’s will,
To battle roar and glare, or deathly chill
Of watch and warfare in the nightmare trench!
For peace divine man paid diviner price ⎯
In world-wide idyll of high sacrifice.