The Kia ora coo-ee : the magazine for the ANZACS in the Middle East, 1918
Love is like the wind, it goes where it lists, or rather, where Nature wills. When a man marries, he marries the girl his heart desires—if he is lucky—and laughs at any who would win him away from his bride. It is labour in vain, when older folk endeavour to turn a young man's fancy from the Primrose path, and equally vain should they seek to choose fot him a wife. The art of love is easily learned. All women are masters of it before they bind up their hair, and mtn are their apt pupils. There, in a nutshell, is the whole matter. There has been much discussion about Anzacs marrying English girls. Perhaps it was started by ladie's who, because these great things have passed them by, gaze with glum eyes on love and romance. If fair girls have joined in the clamour, what marvel? A few have been jilted, and others are fearful that they will remain spinsters if Cupid continues his archery in the ranks of the Anzacs overseas. Let as be tender with these ladies of sorrow. Every true women desiies to become a wife, and when the crown of life is denied, none should judge harshly feminine woe. But there is no law in the Dominions that forbids a man marrying a maiden born in some other land. Every girl has the right to wed any single man who captures her fancy, and every man is equally free in the choice of a wife. In love, as in war, it should ever be a fair fieid and no favour The Anzacs have fought a good fight, and are fighting still; if many have won English brides, Australian and New Zealand girls should not mar their joy with reproaches, rather should they rejoice, and welcome as sisters the young wives from the Motherland, when they come to dwell in the land that gave their soldier-husbands birth. Glance at the other side of the lantern. How many Australian and Maoriland maids have married and settled in England? Thousands, and none of them dreamed of consulting men on the matter; they did as they pleased, and good luck to them. Those ladies who frown on Anzac marriages abroad, are free to go husband-hunting in Britain, and other countries, too; there is no close season for that sport, and "biff game" can often be bagged over there. Billjim will wish such Dianas good sport. He won't be angry or envious if any dear girl wins a coronet. Marriages are not made in heaven; Nature is the great matchmaker, who has given beauty to Eve's daughters that the hearts of men might desire them. That is the plain truth of it. A snap of the fingers for where a girl was born, so long as she be fair and good, is male philosophy. Many Anzacs perchance will take wives out of Egypt. For in Cairo and Alexandria there are bevies of charming Fren. h girls. Such marriages will strengthen the friendship of two great nations, whose men, for three long years and more, have, been fighting shoulder to shoulder against the world's enemy. But the Anzacs are not blind to the charms of Austral maidens. After all, the number of Australians and New Zealanders who have married in England is on y a small percentage. There has been much ado without great cause; a storm in a teacup. The world keeps rolling round, and the stars are still untroubled. Girls in New Zealand and the Commonwealth, who are repining, may take heart, for few of them are like to go on "the shelf". Could they hear the Boys praisl their charms and virtues, they would surely be content. We think the world of our women at home.