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June 8, 1916
General William Henry Muir Lowe
On Easter week 1916, 485 people were killed during a rebel uprising in Dublin, Ireland. The uprising has henceforth been extinguished. 30 percent of the deceased were military and law enforcement. Sadly 54 percent of the deaths were civilians. The British parliament is taking every precaution to get the sons and daughters, who gave their lives for the glory of Britain, returned to their families and homes. These lives were necessary for the success of our noble country. Troops are being transferred out of Dublin and back to fight for the King’s glory in the ongoing war in the western front.
William Ruben’s body was returned to London to a place he lived. When the authorities asked around for anybody who might know about his family and their whereabouts no one could remember who this young man was. An officer went to the bakery where William worked but the owner said that the boy wasn’t connected with his family anymore. He left home at a young age to pursue a dream that he never got to live. Since no one knew where he had come from it was decided that he would be buried in the mass grave in London. Little did they know one of the two things in his coffin could answer their question. His journal.
General William Henry Muir Lowe
On Easter week 1916, 485 people were killed during a rebel uprising in Dublin, Ireland. The uprising has henceforth been extinguished. 30 percent of the deceased were military and law enforcement. Sadly 54 percent of the deaths were civilians. The British parliament is taking every precaution to get the sons and daughters, who gave their lives for the glory of Britain, returned to their families and homes. These lives were necessary for the success of our noble country. Troops are being transferred out of Dublin and back to fight for the King’s glory in the ongoing war in the western front.
William Ruben’s body was returned to London to a place he lived. When the authorities asked around for anybody who might know about his family and their whereabouts no one could remember who this young man was. An officer went to the bakery where William worked but the owner said that the boy wasn’t connected with his family anymore. He left home at a young age to pursue a dream that he never got to live. Since no one knew where he had come from it was decided that he would be buried in the mass grave in London. Little did they know one of the two things in his coffin could answer their question. His journal.
Author: Oliver Scott