“These Colours speak to us of a mighty struggle which involves sacrifice even unto death”

Windsor said a formal goodbye to the Canadians who had been stationed nearby as they headed to Kent, and then to the front.

Church and Empire

Wednesday, August 16th, was a red-letter day in the history of our Parish Church. A request had come from the Colonel of the 99th Battalion of the Canadian Expeditionary Force, recruited in Windsor, Ontario, that their Colours might be deposited in our church for safe keeping during the war. It is needless to say that the request was most willingly and gladly granted, and August 16th was arranged as the day on which the ceremony should take place. Forthwith the citizens and church people of the Mother city prepared to welcome their brothers from the Overseas Daughter.

Our leading citizen [the mayor], ever ready to uphold the honour of the Royal Borough, at once declared his wish to extend his hospitality and official welcome to our guests. It was decided that as a parish we should entertain them at tea, and our churchwardens met with a ready answer to their appeal for funds and lady helpers. Permission was asked and gladly granted for them to see St George’s and the Albert Memorial Chapels, the Castle, Terraces and the Royal Stables.

The party, which included Lt Col Welch, commanding the 99th Battalion, Col Reid, Agent General for Canada, Lt-Col Casgrain, commanding the King’s Canadian Red Cross Hospital, Bushey Park, Mr W Blaynay, representing the Canadian Press, several officers of the Battalion, the Colour Guard, and the Band, arrived at the SWR station at 11.30, and were met by the vicar, who had come up from his holiday for the occasion, and several representatives of the church. From the station they marched, the band playing, and the Colours unfurled, to the Guildhall, which by kind permission of the Mayor was used as “Headquarters” for the day. Sightseeing followed till 1 o’clock, when the Mayor formally received his guests and entertained them in sumptuous fashion at lunch.

For an account of the speeches we must refer our readers to the Windsor and Eton Express of August 18th, in which will be found a very full and interesting report of the whole day’s proceedings.

Next came the event of the day, the ceremony of depositing the Colours in the Parish Church.

It is not likely that any one of the very large congregation which filled the church will ever forget what must have been one of the most interesting and impressive services ever held in the church.
It is probably true to say that most of us realised in a new way the meaning of our Empire, and the part the Church plays and has played in the building and cementing of that Empire’s fabric; and to that new realisation we were helped both by the ceremony itself and the most eloquent and inspiring words spoken from the pulpit by the vicar. (more…)

A fate dreadful to contemplate

The vicar of Winkfield was anxious to help both Belgian refugees who had reached safety in Berkshire, and those left behind to a worse fate. In nearby Warfield, meanwhile, we learn whether proposals to start a Rifle Club to train potential recruits would be going ahead.




I am very anxious that we as a parish should try to do our best to help our distressed Allies the Belgians. As you know, thousands of Belgian families have been obliged to take refuge in England, and homes of some sort must be provided for them.

Through the generosity of two parishioners two families will shortly come and make temporary home in Winkfield, and from enquiries I have made as to accommodation, I think we could well arrange to provide for another destitute family if funds to support them are forthcoming. Probably at least one pound a week would have to be guaranteed. I have the promise of one guarantee of 5/- a week and should be glad to receive other offers of help to guarantee the remaining funds necessary.

But besides those poor people who have reached England in a state of destitution, there are thousands still in Belgium, especially in the outlying districts, who cannot get away: country people whose villages have been completely destroyed, homeless, destitute, and whose fate in the coming winter is dreadful to contemplate if help does not quickly reach them.

There is no need to remind you of the immense debt we owe to the brave Belgian people, and of our duty to do our utmost to help them in their dire need, and so I hope that those who cannot afford to guarantee any sum weekly for destitute Belgian families in England, will self-denyingly give as large a donation as they can to help these poor people starving in Belgium.

I should be glad to receive the names of more who would volunteer to take collecting cards, and when they call for your donations I trust they will meet with a generous response.

Your faithful Friend and Vicar,