So in rather a half-hearted way I did try to do things which would show them that I was in earnest.  I took a couple of rooms in a little cottage in a funny little bug-ridden court, instead of living at the mission-house.  I went out to Australia steerage to see why emigration of London boys was not a success, and when war broke out I enlisted, although I had previously held a commission.  And all these little things, though on reasonable grounds often rather indefensible, undoubtedly had the effect of making my South London boys take me more seriously than they did at first.  Well, I am quite sure that with Tommies, if ever you get a chance of doing something in the way of sharing their privations and dangers when you aren’t obliged to, or of showing in practical ways humility and unselfishness, that will endear you to them, and give you weight with them more than anything else.  In my time in the ranks I had that proved over and over again.  If once I was able to do even a small kindness for a fellow which involved a bit of unnecessary trouble, he would never forget it, and would repay me a thousand times over.  I was a sergeant for about nine months in England, and had one or two chances.  Then I reverted to the ranks, and for that the men could not do enough to show me kindness. (It was my not valuing rank and comparative comfort for its own sake that appealed to them.) Continually I have reaped a most gigantic reward of goodwill for actions which cost very little, and which were not always done from the motives imputed.

I am not swanking—­at least, I don’t mean to—­but that is just my experience, that with Tommy it is actions, and specially actions that imply and symbolize humility, courage, unselfishness, etc., that count ten thousand times more than the best sermons in the world.  I am afraid that all this is not much good because you are an officer, and your course of action is very clearly marked out for you by authority.  But I do say that if ever you have a chance of showing that you are willing to share the often hard and sometimes humiliating lot of the men it is that which above all things will give you power with them; just as it is the Cross of Christ, and the spitting and the mocking and the scourging, and the degradation of His exposure in dying, that gives Him His power far more than even the Sermon on the Mount.  After all, it is always what costs most that is best worth having, and if you only see Tommy in his easiest moments, when he is at the Y.M.C.A. or the club, you see him at the time when he is least impressionable in a permanent manner.

Well, I must apologize for writing such an egotistical and intimate sort of letter on so slight a provocation.  But this that I have said is all that my experience has taught me about influencing the Tommy.

No doubt there are other ways; but I have not been able to strike them.

Yours very truly, DONALD HANKEY, 2nd Lieut.

P.S.—­Of course in becoming a Second Lieutenant I have dished my own influence most effectually.  It has often appeared to me that among ordinary working men humility was considered the Christian virtue par excellence.  Humility combined with love is so rare, I suppose, and that is why it is marvelled at.