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and exclaiming “They’re sure powerful leaflets.”

We got the news of Guadalajara. Didn’t know the Italians were such good runners. That cartoon in Mundo Orbrero is a scream—cartoon of Mussolini shouting “Who says the Italians can’t fight?” Look at the Garibaldi Battalion." At last the first issues of the Clarion have arrived. It’s good to read about the news at home. A number of copies of the Ladies’ Home Journ’ al were sent to us. Somebody must have a sense -of humor.

Leave it to the Canucks. One of our men had been the first to be decorated. Roger Biladeau, French»Canadian, Section Commander, who brought a number of wounded comrades in has been given a watch by the Brigade Staff. We all feel proud. We boast about the French»Canadians and-‘ the Americans boast about their Irish Company. .K. then. The Irish are good fighters but, baby, the French«Canadians!

Rest and No Resf

The days pass quickly. It is spring. The lilac trees near Brigade Headquarters are in full bloom. The guys are feeling sentimental. A few of them are writing poetry. The olives are struggling to grow on those naked branches. We were told that it took eight years for an olive tree to grow. Eight years! And’ in one day the fascist bullets and shells have killed them.

There are no reserves. The boys feel resentful against the Caballero government.We have been in the lines over two months now and not enough men have been trained as yet to relieve this sector. Our Political Commissars hold classes and we study the political events taking place around us. We are also studying Canadian history. ‘It is interesting to notice how everything is linked up.

There are a bunch of Canadians in training. A number of them have come into the line. We have -enough to form our own battalion. Every one of us is looking forward to- the day when we will go over the top as members of the Mackenzie»Papineau

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