vanced under a heavy barrage of artillery. He Was the type of leader for whom men would have gone through Hell and his qualities were such that he merited this high regard of his comrades.

Wounded again——and again on the hip——back to hospital he was forced to go. But before he went he had the satisfaction of knowing that his Company had been paraded before the whole Battalion as an

example of a heroic and efficient fighting unit. Many, many Fascists.

met their «deaths at Chimorra and the Company led by this Irish anti- Fascist was first in the list of those who laid them low. He just couldn’t keep away from action and he again left hospital and made his way to his Battalion before he was completely cured. He continued to lead his men in the advance in the Pozoblanco sector and fought until July when his men were relieved and returned to the Base. Appointed Battalion Commander on the eve of the Aragon offensive of August 1937, he brought with him as his Second-in—Command, Paddy O’Daire, himself an officer of the same lovable and efficient type. Then a strange thing happened. Peter Daly found himself fighting

side by side With a comrade who had once been pitted against him in

the “troublous times” in Ireland. Lieutenant William McDougall had been in the British army during the Anglo—Irish War of 1920-21. The two comrades got to comparing notes and were surprised to find that they had been at all the same places at all the same times in Ireland and that they had been on opposing sides.

But perhaps it was not so strange after all that this BritishiTommy and this Irish Republican Officer should find themselves fighting togeth- er in an army of this character. There are many similar cases through- out the International Brigades: French, Italian and German officers and men who fought in their respective Imperialist armies in 1914-1918 now fight together for a common end, this time with no such false goal, this time with a free conscience of their own. Nor is it strange that McDougall and Daly became the greatest of friends, having the greatest respect for one another, forging and leading the Battalion which symbol- ised the best ideals of their respective countries.

Peter Daly died from Wounds received while leading his men during the attack on Quinto on the Aragon front.

The personal loss I feel at his death is nothing to the loss sustained by all his comrades in Spain and by all the lovers of Liberty and Free- dom who are fighting in the International Brigades. Ireland too has lost a son who had sacrificed much for her, and who was prepared to fight and sacrifice for her to the end. This, indeed, he did do, for he knew that the freedom of Ireland is vitally affected by the issue of the War in Spain.

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