THE DRAMA OF 365 DAYS
river through which we had to shoulder our way on a raft. Then suddenly, no face being visible in that black tunnel under the earth, the Polish part of our company broke into a wild, fierce, frenzied singing of their national anthem which, in those days, they dare not sing on the surface and in the light: "Poland is not lost for ever; she will live once more." No, Poland is not lost for ever! She will live once more!
THE OLD SOLDIER OF LIBERTY
And Italy! Although it is only since May
that Italy has stood by our side on the battlefront,
in an effort to avert from the world a new
military domination, we have known from the
beginning that her heart was with the Allies, and
she was willing to stake all, when her time came,
for the same principles of humanity and freedom.
A Roman friend tells me that he heard an
Italian statesman say, "Italy always meant
war." We can well believe it. We have believed
it from the first. On one of the early days
of August, when a British regiment was passing
through the streets of London on its way to
Charing Cross, it was noticed that an old man in
a red shirt and a peaked cap was marching with
a proud step by the side of our soldiers. He
