no room for dreaming in that fight. From the first Kate showed an
appreciation of her calling and a spirit that was determined to go
through to the end. I have seen her lips quiver before we set out
upon some bombardment, but her eyes were steadfast. She never refused
a duty, nor failed in a charge. Every ounce of her was devoted to the
work of the moment and to her own improvement for the future. She
gave herself to every duty as it arose--boot-blacking, scrubbing, or
scullery work--as readily as to her field training.

At one and the same time I had two cadets of exceptional promise--
Kathleen Harrington and Kate Lee. Kathleen Barrington was a beautiful
Irish girl, well educated, and from a home of wealth. She was full of
enthusiasm, dash, and courage, and possessed a deep spiritual
experience. Kate was not brilliant, and had merely an elementary
education, but she was gentle and calm and refined by the grace of
God, which seemed to permeate her whole nature. These two girls were
kindred spirits. They were one in purpose, in outlook, and
consecration. They delighted in each other's company; and yet, so
that there should be nothing that savoured of a clique in the
Garrison, they devoted themselves to the other cadets, particularly
linking up with those who were dull or timid and indulging their
friendship only on occasions when the sign of preference for each
other's company would excite no jealousy.

Kathleen Harrington, after a brief service as a single officer and
then as an officer's wife, her life beginning to fulfil its brimming
promise, radiant with happiness and victory, was promoted to Higher
Service, while Kate Lee was left to wage warfare on earth.

Brigadier Thomas continues:--