Each Man In His Way Is A

But If We Have Been Willing To Give Our Lives To This Enterprise, Which Is For The Honour Of Our Country, I Appeal To Our Countrymen To See That Those Who Depend On Us Are Properly Cared For.

The Dog Lives For The Day, The Hour, Even The Moment.

Had We Lived, I Should Have Had A Tale To Tell Of The Hardihood, Endurance And Courage Of My Companions Which Would Have Stirred The Heart Of Every Englishman. These Rough Notes And Our Dead Bodies Must Tell The Tale, But Surely, A Great Rich Country Like Ours Will See That Those Who Are Dependent On Us Are Properly Provided For.

But Take Comfort In That I Die At Peace With The World And Myself - Not Afraid.

Each Man In His Way Is A Treasure.