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TUESDAY, SEPT. 22, 1936.
A WORLD RULERS' CONFERENCE?
It is often said, and probably with truth, that the peoples of the world do not want war- that they desire nothing more thun to live in peace and con- cord. The danger of war, it is urged, arises from the ambitions of militaristic rulers or states- men who are prepared to follow policies which in the long must lead to conflict. A further
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Misunder- national grievances. standings can also produce the war atmosphere. Efforts have been made by world conferences to lay the foundations of a last- ing peace, but hitherto these have largely failed of their purpose. Believing that there would be greater hopes of success if the world's rulers,
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the veteran Labourite, has been urging that there should be__a conference of Kings and Dicta- tors, including such diverse per- xonalities as Hitler and 'Stalin, as a step towards the realisation of universal peace. The idea is not a new one; it has actually been raised in Parliament. 1t rests on a belief that if the world's rulers foregathered round' the conference table, not formal Government delegates, but as human beings, then the atmosphere of back-to-barbarism, which now threatens humanity, might be lifted. The advocates of the plan do not claim that peace would come instantly, or that unrest would automatically disappear, but, in the words of Mr. Lansbury, "meeting as men, these leaders would see that the nations of the world, by the present trend of events, were heading for perdition;" and he does not believe that they would knowingly or deliberately con- tinue on that path. There can be little doubt that the psycho- logical effects of such a
con-
ference would be great, for per- sonal contact often removes misunderstandings which. would otherwise persist. A heart-to- heart talk by the world's rulera might therefore lay the founda- tions for improved relations be- Lween countries which are at present suspicious one of another. The one fact plain about the international situation at prescrit is that, whilst all nations deny any warlike intentions, all are Aming because of fear of others. That point was recently stressed by a noted. British visitor to Germany, who stated that he was. convinced that the Germans do not desire war, but are de- termined to be abundantly ready for it. The same be said of most nations. Not all the world's rulers would be able, at the conference table, to commit their Governments to definite lines of action, but if
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changed views, the eventual out- come could scarcely be otherwise than bonefcial.
"The wonderful people of Antillon insisted on being our hosts.”-
A bus in which 43 militiaman were ambushed, ten being killed,
IN THE FIRING
T
HE militia army of Catalonia Is poorly armed, but highly motor- ised, Barcelona Was the town with perhaps the highest percentage of motor cars, especially luxury cars, since there is no national motor Industry and therefore no Cus- toms duty.
Some cars have not even police numbers, since they were com- mandeered straight from the docks or sales dépôts. I should not say that when the war is over they will all be returned to their owners in perfect condition. Many wrecked in ditches, or even at the bottom of ravines in the Slorras.
I
felt much safer in the firing ling than when the Rolls-Royce which the Central Committeo of the Militia had put at the disposal of foreign journalists was taking the zigzags of the Sierras at break-. neck speed.
Fortunately, the roads are ex- cellent. They are the only pleas- ing inheritance left by the military dictatorship of Primo de Rivera, When for ten, Bfteen or even. twenty-five miles on the sun- burned tableland of Aragon you seo neither village nor tree, you meet from time to time at least one house occupied by road-. menders.
They are now used as military headquarters or barracks of the advanced posts. A captain of the regular army and his men received us in such a house on, the, road Barbastro-Huesca, near Bietamo. Two hundred yards farther on be- gan No Man's Land. They were all quite cheerful and enthusiastic about the Republic.
I have travelled a good deal in Europe but, except in the Balkans, never have I seen such poverty as
Valcalin Aputre midst 18- cinating type of anarchist") and
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In the villages of Aragon, And yet never such hospitality.
When we arrived tired and hungry in the burning midday sun- at Antillon, a lonely hamlet south of Sletama, we were received by the local committee of the militia. Villagers armed with old hunting- rifies controlled the roads and examined our documents. Hearing that we had had to food since the
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FIRING LINE
On The Aragon
FRONT
by
Victor Schiff
A London War Correspondent in 'Spain.
Silvio Sanchez, sector Cont
mander, and companions.
early morning, they insisted on being our hosts.
Their leader, the village black- smith and mechanic, led us into hla workshop, which was a cavern dug in the rocky hillside, but fairly well equipped with electrically driven machinery. Within a few minutes we were given bread, roast mutton-chops and wine. It was absolutely impossible to get them to accept payment. They re- fused it almost indignantly,
"Please take the money at least for the victims' fund.”
"I am sorry," was the answer, "but our local committee is not qualified for relief work. We shall feel fully rewarded if you tell the people in your own country how you were received here,"
I am now keeping my promise.
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Before we left, they said to our Catalonian bodyguard: "We in Aragon were always told that you Catalonians
our enemies. You have now proved the contrary by coming with arms to Uberate us from the Fascists. And when the war in over, please come again with teachers and books to liber- ate us also from ignorance."
Are not such people wonderful? The poorer they are, the nobler they are.
The air base of the Loyalists for the Aragon front is at Barinena, .It
pbsolutely Was
Improvised.
Within twenty-four hours the base of Lerida was moved about 60 miles westwards, in accordance with the advance by the troops.
The whole staff lives in tents on a fat, windy hilltop 1,800 feet high. From whence ene can see far away in the North, the whole chain of the Pyrenees, with its snow- covered peaks and glaciers.
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The base is under the command of #
of simple lance-corporal artillery, but the air force officers and pilots depend for their tech- nical and military tasks on the popular chief of the Catalonian air force, Colonel Sandino.
It is from Sarinena that the machines start out to bomb the rebel barracks in Saragossa and Huesca.
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In Bujaraloz, the main base of the front sector held by Anarchists, I was shown a lorry Just captured from the rebels, with. several huge barrels of petrol. I met there the most fascinating type of Anarchist one can imagine, The man, Valentin Aguirre, 38 grim-looking years old, was Basque, who had lived for the last year in Manila (Philippines), where he had succeeded in getting a good jab, sufficient to marry his sweet- heart who had remained in Barcelona.
He had just returned, married her, and booked the passages on a -steamer due to leave on July 20 for Shanghai On the 10th the rebel- Both immediately lion broke out, Joined the F.A.I. Militia, and went to the front.
The wife, Luisa Marquès, a dark- haired Spanish beauty, went with him, and learned at the front how to handle her ride. And she de- monstrated to me that she had learned it well. She was slightly injured on the first day by à shrapnel splinter which scratched her ankle. She showed me the fresh scar, but was anxiously wait- ing to go back to the front, since she had meanwhile improved as a markoman.
From Buiaraloz I. went to the most advanced spot of the Sara- gossa frontPina, on the Ebro River. Elvio Sanchez, the com- mander of the sector, is an Anarchist who has spent four years in prison for subversive pro-
paganda, including nearly one year in Bordeaux.
His companion was a no less curious type. She was born in Montpellier, Southern France, the daughter of a former Spanish officer sacked under the Monarchy as a suspect of republicanism.
While we were walking along the front line and being shown tho defence line and a dressing station In a spinney wè suddenly heard a
shot behind us,
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It was the girl, who had fired in the air, just for fan and pertinps to provoke shooting from the other side. She laughed childishly at her Joke. but Silvio Sanchez sternly reprimanded her for giving such a poor impression of the FAI. spirit to foreign guests,
Then Blvio Banchoz took us into No Man's Land, just up to the edge of the Ebro. As if they wanted to provoke the enemy, a militia man lay down and fired.
What impressed me most at Pina was a group of Aragon workers and peasants who had been hiding-for 23 days and nights in the moun- tains and
marching villages, through the lines of the Faselsta until they succeeded in joining the militia at Pins to fight the rebels.
A few hundred yarda from the vilings was a bus plorced by rifle and machine-gun bullets. Rivers of blood had flowed from the
Buenaventura Durruti, "'demi-' pod of the Barcelona contin- pent," and his deputy.
Wo were told what
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During a first attempt to occupy Pina, which seemed quiet and free from rebelforces, forty-three militia in a bus were caught in an ambush; ten were killed on the spot and twenty-seven injured. All these were found dead the next day when Pina, was finally con- quered.
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On my way back, I mot Buenz- ventura Durruti, the demi-god of the Barcelona contingent, who had Just returned to his headquarters from an inspection of his sector with his deputy Ruan."
"Well," he said, "we cleared Catalonia first, and now here we are already in Aragon. We shall take Saragossa and then we shall go on
'Defence line on the most advanced part of the Saragossa front.
Dressing station in a'spinnel
ina the Lovalists' lines.
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