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wounded and thirsty, with no one
near to nurse or cheer them.

May thought of all these sad
things a great deal; and at last she
went to her father, and asked :—

‘Father, why do there be any sol-
diers, or any wars at all? God’s
Book says that we ought to love one
another.’

‘Ah, May, and so we ought. But
what if a great army should come
here, right into England, and want
to kill all the women and children,
and take away our homes from us?
Don’t you think that we strong men
ought to fight them to prevent all
the weak ones from being killed—