PRIVATE RONALD HUW ROWLAND.
Ronald was the youngest son of the late Mr. W. Huw Rowland, Town Clerk of Bangor, and of Mrs. Rowland, Holmwood, Oak Terrace, Beech Street, Liverpool. He was educated at Friars School, Bangor, and won the higher certificate of the Central Welsh Board. He joined the London Regiment, and died of wounds received while fighting in Palestine, on some of the hills in the neighbourhood of Jerusalem, and was buried there Feb. 20, 1918, at the early age of 19 years. The following verses were written by him, and sent home three days before he was killed.
List to my tale, oh, beloved!
The woes that now I recite,
Tis a tale of a lonely shepherd
Watching his sheep through the night.
In a barren cave on the hillside,
Where the wind cuts keen as a sword,
Chanting his prayers to Allah
That day might again be restored.
Listen! Tis I am the shepherd,
And my soul is a gloomy cave;
For the night of despair is about it,
Heed thou the boon I crave.
Thou art my light in the darkness
Be thou the dawn in my sky,
That is the prayer of the shepherd
Heed it, my love, or I die.
