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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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