a The War lUmlratat May 10 Ih, 1040 ^.ottuiqA, pccMtt Yfly. WxtAtune, QiaAy, eek by week F could fill all the pages of THE WAR ILLUSTRATED with th s most spirited photographs o f the activities o four enemies—not to say of certain "neutrals ”who threaten to become our enemies. It is no exaggeration that for one really good, vivid, interesting photograph made available to the British Press by the Ministry of Information there are a t least 30 and more probably fifty issued by the Germans. Not that the German official photographers—who outnumber the British by approximately 100 to I—are better craftsmen than our own, but simply that the Nazi propaganda displays intelligence and enterprise where our own gives evidence of nothing but dullness and the palsied touch o f antique admirals and visionless military autom ata who take the sense out o f censorship. I have complete faith that we shall eventually win this war, but I have a strong conviction that if it were to be won by propaganda, then it is already lost. As it is quite useless even for an editor r \whose publication is read by several millions every week to make any impression on our entrenched officials, I have given up the effort and am merely mentioning the fact for the information o f my readers, if it should be that I am driven to illustrate the activities o f the enemy more effectively than those of the forces that are fighting for freedom. At the time o f going to press with the current issue, very little had been secured from British official sources in the way of pictorial news of the war in Norway, on the Western Front, or a seat th a twas intrinsically worth reproducing. Hence this note o f explanation to my readers. wife has a relative in the U.S.A. From her a few weeks ago she received apiece of the fattest and least appetising bacon I have ever clapped eyes on. It was sent in all sincerity as a contribution to save us from starving !It was minced up and mixed with the food of our dogs, who really didn’t need it. But how’s that for propaganda ?There is not a household in Britain today that isn’t better provided with food than the average German household has had for at least three years, yet by his broadcasts Dr. Goebbels has induced even well-informed Americans to imagine that we are all living on the starvation line. And we’re spending millions on our “propaganda.” Oh, for a few months of Northcliffe, H.G. Wells, and Arnold Bennett at anew Crewe House !“New York wants more British War Pictures,” I read in an evening paper. London and Glasgow, Liverpool and the British Empire want them—• and could easily get them if one had the right people housed in the marble halls of the London University where the members of the M.O.I. seem unable to “get a move on.” T’M really sorry to seethe old horse appearing again in London streets. With Dean Farrar I have always felt that Christianity, for all its humanitarian and ennobling teaching has no satisfactory explanation of the life and death of the London draught horse. To see those dear old things straining under their loads with no hope of anything beyond a feed of hay and a few hours’ leisure in their dark stalls has often given mean acute sense of pain. Their unrewarded suffering is a mystery beyond our solving. ?Forty years ago when street traffic was more confused and ill-ordered than it is today, it was not uncommon to see some poor horse standing or lying in Fleet Street or Ludgate Hill with- a broken leg or damaged fetlock, awaiting the slaughterer. I rejoiced in the coming of motor traction and the horse’s disappearance from the thronging City streets. And now they are back again in hundreds BY THE EDITOR the first of living things that will be maimed and slaughtered when the bombers get through. I hate the thought, Farrar was right our philosophy has no word of comfort for the life of the van-horse in a crowded city. And these devoted servants of man are so absolutely beautiful. I was very interested, by the way, to read in that amazing book, “Caribbean Treasure,” of wild horses in Haiti which attack tame horses with a ferocity that must be seen to be believed. “Nature red in tooth and claw.” 1— TERE is no place for religious controversy.^ I’m too old a bird to be caught by the correspondents who would urge tome engage therein. Some of the small local papers are glad to get cheap ^copy ”for their readers by letting them have at each other, Christian Scientist against British Israelite, Christadelphian against Spiritualist, and soon ad infinitum. But very soon you seethe editorial note :“This correspondence must now cease.” noOn subject other than the “form ”of the local football team is the parochial public so disputatious as on Religion. This for any who might want to write about my remarks on the mystery of animal suffering a greater mystery that than human suffering. As an Editor I must respect all religious opinions, certainly opinions religiously held, but nobody in his senses would expect tome accept them all. And all expressions of my own opinions in this Diary are offered without prejudice, but not as the tail of my coat for correspondents to tread on. ?Towards the end of last century I edited for a once noted publisher a volume compiled from the occasional verse of an eminent American, the Hon. Eugene F. Ware, of Topeka, Kansas (dead these many years), under the title of “Rhymes of Ironquill.” Ware had a fine, forthright, Bret Harte style, and a philosophy of life as well. I ’ve forgotten nearly everything he wrote, with two odd exceptions :Each second a sucker is born, But he is not inborn Kansas, and ¦Human hopes and human creeds Have their root inhuman needs And I should not wish to strip From that washerwoman’s lip Any song that she can sing, Any hope that songs can bring For the woman has a friend M ho will keep her to the end. minim i I N THIS NUMBERm France Sends Her Sons to Fight in Norway 481 British Forces inAction in Norway 482-487 Norway’s Army is a National Militia 488 Air War in Norway and the North Sea 489-90 How Nazi Parachutists were Dropped in Norway 491 Germans Landing in Norway 492 Norway’s Watchword —‘No Surrender ’:493 The North-Western Expeditionary EnForce Route 494-5 Canada Remembers Vimy 496 Canadians Form King’s Guard at Buckingham Palace 497 The Navy at Narvik 498-9 Italy and the Mediterranean 50C-S0I Nazi Bomber Crashes on Clacton S02 “ I Was There ”Section 503-6 Norwegian Sailors Training in England 507 Historic Documents and Our Diary of the War 503 iiiiiiiiiiiiim iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiim m iiiiiiiiiitiiiiiim n m im iH iiiu H ii That line‘‘ I should not wish to strip ”is dreadful, but the sentiment is unimpeachable, as the washerwoman was Working, singing, all alone, In a sort of undertone :“With the Saviour for a friend, He will keep ,tome the end.”¦ k I know there is much in Rhymes of Ironquill worth quoting. I’ve just recalled e noble set of stanzas on “John Brown o‘ Kansas a”but trick of memory has released these snatches I have quoted (the book is not at hand to verify) in the lumber- room of my mind. And Ironquill’s attitude to that washerwoman is mine to all with whom I cannot agree in matters of doctrine, dogma or belief. So I thank my kind, friendly, but disagreeing readers who would have me plunge into controversy— and firmly refuse.- Life is short, and paper is shortening, but argument is endless.? I must hold for next week another jotting or two on this question of suffering for it is worth considering at a time wher the temperature of a fevered world ha rushed soup suddenly. We can philosophize about it so far as human pain and anguish are concerned, but it’s the martyrdom of ths so-called lower animals that baffles me. Maimed and suffering humanity has its consolations of religion, social sympathy and help for the suffering or maimed of the animal kingdom nothing better than quid death. Those beautiful creatures of thf Arctic north, trapped and tortured form> lady’s furs, and horses and mules doomed to agonizing death in the present wars— fai fewer, thank heaven, than in the last great holocaust—the patient painful existence oi all four-footed beasts of burden throughout the Moslem lands and the countries of Latin Christianity—but exceptionally not in France for these what consolation? 1J EAD in an evening paper today that a dressmaker in Chelsea will be putout of business simply because her electricity bill has jumped from 25/- to 14 guineas !I, too, have had a few words about my electricity. The March quarter’s bill at my flat was two hundred percent above the Christmas quarter’s !No doubt the cold spell helped a bit by increasing consumption. Still a surprising difference. The rate for heating has been Jd. per unit and 4d. for lighting. It is now i jd. and 6d. respectively. I am assured this is in no sense profiteering. It is merely an addition of 120% due to wartime conditions. ,(Just as though we had put up the price of “The War Illustrated ”to 6!d. 1 )It has been suggested that the evacuation of central London by so many large firms has made it necessary to exact more than double the old rate from those who have had the guts to stay on. When the evacuees return the rate will go back to the old standard“ I don’t think, papa,” as Harry Tate’s son used to say. .THOSE poets, painters and musicians !Just left the club after midnight with one of .the last named—distinguished as both composer and producer. We were met at the door by a young police officer, who outpointed .to my friend that his car—a bulky Buick—which had been standing for hours by the pavement, was entirely destitute of the regulation white markings on bumpers and running boards. He was also, as it transpired destitute of driving licence. And he had re licensed his car only yesterday !The officer" was a model of courtesy and efficiency, and my musical friend his rival in politeness, but he had forgotten all about the regulations, and I expect there will abe“ case.” There’s always a “ licence” for poets, but I haven't heard of ariy for musicians. I’HB War I l lust rate dis sold subject to the following conditions, namely, that it shall not, without the written consent of the publishers first giv?n, be lent, resold, hired oui i r otherwise disposed of byway of Trade except at the full retail price o f 3 d .and that it shall r/ot be lent, resold, hired out or otherwise disposed Qf in a mutilated condition c r ii any unauthorised cover by sway o f Trade.