The many friends of Pte. Wm. Faulkner will 
be pleased to learn that he has crossed the 
Atlantic safely, and -- at the time of writing -- 
was quartered in one of the most picturesque 
portions of the British Isles.
 

Port Dover

The parents of Pte. W. E. Faulkner received 
the sad news Monday of this week that their 
son had died in hospital in England.
 

Norfolk Casualties

Pte. James Craig of Simcoe.
Killed in Action.

Pte. Wm. Faulkner of Port Dover.
Killed in Action. 
 
 
 

We regret very much to learn that a cable was received here on Monday by Mr. Frank Faulkner, announcing the death of his son, Pte. Wm. Faulkner,  in England. He had but gone overseas, and was a young man of much promise, who had many friends in this locality. 
-- The Port Dover Maple Leaf. 

For the many friends of Mr. and Mrs. Frank Faulkner, and of their son, Pte. W. F. Faulkner, who passed away in North Wales, the following letter will be of special interest: 
 

Kuimel Park Camp,
Rhyl, North Wales,
25 Oct 1918.

Mr. and Mrs. F. Faulkner, Port Dover:
Dear Mr. and Mrs. Faulkner, -- It is not without pleasure at all that I am writing you this letter, but I feel that you would like to know some things I am going to state in this message.

Undoubtedly, long before this letter reaches you, the military authorities will have informed you by wire of the death of your son, Pte. W. E. Faulkner.

Although Will was not in our draft or detail her was in the same camp, and as soon as I heard of his death I made preparations for attending the funeral.

William Walmsley and I attended the funeral, which took place at 2 p.m., Friday, 25 Oct 1918. The day was fine and the ceremony was carried out under full military regulations. 

After the service, which was conducted in the open, with some hundreds of comrades present, a firing party of 12 men discharged three volleys over the grave. The squad then saluted at the present, while four buglers sounded The Last Post.

The coffin was draped in a large Union Jack and two large wreaths of flowers.

One thing I am glad to state is that two Port Dover boys and chums helped to lay their comrade in his last resting place in a little church cemetery amidst the hills of Wales.

Trusting that this letter finds you all well, I remain, yours truly,
                                                       Corporal A. R. McCarter.

Here we will leave him in peace to rest,
In the grave where Britain has had laid him.
                                                        His Father and Mother.