Ellen Fletcher took Britain's latest and greatest war with the calmness of the very old. She had lived to see her country at war with the Russians (1854), the Boers (1898), the Germans, Austrians and Turks (1914), and then the Germans again. When a bomb fell near her home last winter, she told friends: "This young fellow Hitler isn't going to frighten me," and went on knitting for soldiers and listening to war news. Last week, still not frightened, she died at 108.
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