The Prisoner of War Aprii., 1943 ferred to another camp where he founded a monthly paper called “The Idler.’ ’This title, b they way, is hardly appropriate to its editor, because he succeeded in passing the Graduate examination for the Institute of Transport last year and is going to sit for the Associates’ examination next June. “The Good Companions” Another magazine is available to Stalag X X A ,or a t any rate to an outlying section of it. It is a monthly entitled “Quack,” and is typewritten on about twelve foolscap sheets. The son of Oxford parents who is a t Stalag VIII B/E reports that he sent three articles to “The Camp ’’and has heard that they like them all so much that they really d on't know which to publish first. Incidentally, he is secretary of a society they have started there called “The Good Companions.’ ’There are eight of them —Trevor, Jock, George,. Dick, Joe, Jack, Sid and“ T ige r,”and they had collected 140 cigarettes in fines for breaches of the rules, which they shared out a t Christmas. Serenely Happy These are some reflections from a batch of letters-recently received b y his mother from 2nd. Lieut. J. C.B urrough in a German camp: —“Although irksome in someways, I think this life is very valuable. I think I shall have gained m anythings b .they time it is over.”“ I am on the whole serenely happy and keeping very busy, on all sorts of odd jobs including bookbinding and helping to build the stage.” “The really big snag, of course, is that I want to get home dreadfully badly .”“Great excitement yesterday on receipt of m y October parcel.” Judging fromm y mailbag, this rather sums up the feeling of the majority of prisoners. Nephew Meets Uncle Who is the happiest P.O.W .?A.B .Douglas Smart, R.N .,thinks he is well in the running. On Christmas Eve he was queueing up for a camp concert and they were being inlet ten a t a time. When nearly up to the door he caught a glimpse of who was letting them in, and it was— his Uncle Cecil!" I can tell you it was a big surprise for us both, and I thin kit’s been one of the happiest. I thought that I and m y Scotch mate were the happiest pair in Stalag before I met him, but you should have seen us this Christmas. W e’ve had areal swell time.” Rescue of a Brain From an R.E .Officer in Cam po P.G .41 comes a Jetter full of gratitude for the “magnificent gift ”of six books. “Not only do they allow tome take advantage of an unrivalled opportunity for concentration and study, but they rescue such brain as I have from the effect of a year’s disuse. M y self-arranged course of engineering .is now in full swing.” Letters like this— and there are many of them—make the work of the Educational Books Section seem so very well worthwhile. They Do Appreciate It “Everyone of us Vat Stalag X X B (g)in Poland “wish you to convey for us our deep appreciation and gratitude to all who contribute even a penny towards a prisoner’s parcel and to the Red Cross. W e were on the verge of tears to think how much the loved ones a t home think of Theseus.” lines app ear.in a letter from a lance-corporal to his mother a t Bath .The next letter in the batch before me comes from a sergeant PRISONERS’ PIE (Published a Stat lag XXA, Germ any )Extract from Christmas Number Editorial “If ever we are called to render an account of our racial steward ship we shall doubtless hang our heads and confess— ‘we loved our football not wisely but too well we drank far too much ate and we were not good haters.’ Then hopefully we shall say— *but we loved Hum our we loved Home and we loved Christmas !’And sowed o .”in Cam po P.G .75, on behalf of fifty South Africans, expressing deepest gratitude to the British, Canadian and Australian Red Cross “for efforts on our b eh alf.” And -th ere are many other letters of thanks— too numerous to make a list of. •Farmyard Football “Did you ever stop to think how lucky a prisoner of war really is? No rents, rates or taxes, shopping bills- or creditors.” So writes Driver A .L.R .Low ,of Angus, N.B .,who has spent nearly two years on a German farm with The two on the right are old school pals who met again at Campo P.G. 59. a number of other prisoners. They spent Christmas morning “in true P.O.W. style—along lie in bi*d,” and in the afternoon had a football match in the farmyard. The Red Cross Christmas parcel “was a beau ty.” Self-governing Camp “We are hoping to get some sports kit shortly from the Red Cross, and I think we’ll need it to keep our weight down ,”writes a Stockton-on-Tees man from Cam po P.G .53, Settore r, which he says is being run on a mutual aid method, and when it is properly completed will bethe most modern cam pin Italy .“Every person in the camp has a vote or has his committee representative to vote on all matters concerning the running of the camp .”Flag Day in Captivity AtS talag X V I I I A they have had a Flag Day and a collection of food, cigarettes and money “to help our poor comrades the Russian and Yugoslav P.O.W .s, so we all hope to give them a little ray of sunshine which they .deserve, as you will realise that they are not in the Red Cross and so get nothing except their rations. In two days over 2,000 Reichs marks (worth about /170) were collected.” vThis is the sort of gesture that makes one proud of one’s countrymen. Italian Camp Parcels “Hope to seethe lights this season,” is the wiph of an officer from Blackpool in Cam po P.G .35, who says that he has now received 16 parcels in all. A t the end of January he was going to take part in“ a sort of get together— you know, we all get in a bunch and drink ate .”This was to celebrate his fifth year with the Colours. There is news, too, from P.G .21 of a batch of 70 K/N parcels having arrived in December and another batch on January 2nd, includ in gone posted at the end of September. [Mention of these two camps does not imply that other, camps are not also receiving K/N parcels. Rather the contrary.) Fairy Godmother“ I wonder if the Red Cross really know ,”writes Mrs. M eiklc, of St. John’s Wood, “how utterly grateful the prisoners are. In one of his recent letters m sony (a corporal in a German camp) says :‘My worry over you is eased a tremendous lot because I know you realise .the enormous way the Red Cross is helping us P.O A V .And here is Mrs. O’B rien, of Poole, writing to tell me that her son looks upon the Red Cross as his fairy godmother. She says that many K/N and others reading The Prisoner of War will double their id.-a- week contributions as a token of appreciation for the Fun don St. P a trick’s Day. The Editor.