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January 17, 19412
NO! THAT ONE'S
TOO OLD TOO!
NO! STILL TOO OLD!
HEAVENS! HAVEN'T YOU ANYTHING MORE YOUTHFUL?
By Walt Disney
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I wish to blazes I could remember the Chinese word for stop!"
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Formerly, many of us wore narrow-minded, 'said Mrs Pleasant, who runs a canteen in her villago. But now all England's being mixed, and shaken up, and people are finding out things they had never dreamed of, not in places only, but in people. And Mrs. Ploasant asks if that is not as big a thing as the war?
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A LETTER FROM EVERYDAY ENGLAND
"Don't talk about my ean- teen," Ruid Mra Pleasant, "that makes it sound too im- portant. We call it the Sex- feld House Club,"
"It was my idea, actually," said Mrs Pleasant's daughter.
Rosemary Pleasant, honte on a week's leave from the Women's Auxiliary Air Force, had, an her mother put it; temporarily reverted to
type. Her body was in a large chair; her legs were over its arm. She was simultaneously smoking cigarettes and eating chocolates. A number of fashion catalogues strewed the floor.
"It's rotten to have no place to go to when you're off duty," said Rosemury, "and it's about five miles to the big canteen at WindiclifT."
"That boy's preparatory school In the village was taken by the army," said Mrs Pleasant. "They've got about fly men there. There are other men at the searchlight posts, and gunners at Rock Hend.
asked the officer in charge at the school if we could start a soldiers' reading and recreation room in our old stable. He gave us his bless- ing. So that's bow it all began."
"Come and see it!" said Rose-
mary.
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The old stable at Seafleld House dates from coaching days. It had been cleared of inside divisions, floored with wood, and given win- dows, as a wet-day playroom for Rosemary and her brothers. Its door wna opposite that of the Son- feld House kitchen.
"Thero was a lot of spare furni- ture tucked away about the house," kald. Rosemary. "Those funny looking Victorian chairs are really Jolly comfortable. The electric light was in already. The fireplace belonged to a sort of grooms' sit- ting toom at the end. It only mean! knocking down a wall to make it a part of this room. There's a sort of welcoming look about an open fire,"
A big table at one end was covered with magazines and popers.
"They like such odd things," sald Mrs Pleasant, "motor bicycling and film papers, naturally! But one man asked if we'd take in a poultry magazine. Another got us to order him the Free French dally paper that the de Gaulle peoplo publish over here at his own ex- pense tool"
by Kathleen Conyngham Greene, O.B.E.
"I think he must have fallen in love with some Mademoiselle from Armentieres," murmured Rose-
mary.
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"Someone gave us the wireless," said Mrs Pleasant, "someone else lent us the gramophone, We got records from everyone we knew, The last lot of men-regiments change quite often-were from the North, and musical. The whole
would
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sit
Tschaikowsky. The present lot
want to play darisi Up those stairs are what used to be the E chauffeur's rooms.
We'va .go! writing tables there now and some shelves of books. Two of the artil- lery men bring their own chess- board and chess-men and go up to the quiet room to play."
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"Mum has to get the ten and sugar and margarine and Ro through the Women's Voluntary Services," said Rosemary. "Each cup has to be entered and a return sent in. It means quite a lot of work! Most of the cakes are made in the house. Mrs Kitchener adores the soldiers."
"We don't attempt to give them sausages and eggs and bacon, like the real canteens," said Mrs Plea- sunt. "Just tea and cake and bis- cuits. They pay a penny for a cup of tea, another penny for alice of cake. The lea's made in our own kitchens. I wo
won't sell chocolate, or cigarettes. It would not be fair on the village shop. But we sell writing paper and envelopes, and Mrs Kitchener has
reserve of
stamps. People come in and help us at the busy times. The men themselves love to lend a hand with
sweeping and washing up." We had left the old stable now. Rosemary had, gone back to her dreams of un-uniformed apparel. Mrs Pleasant and I were walking across the lawn. The bank of trees that sheltered the house was glowing with reds and golds, with smoke from a pyre of burning weeds blowing across like a fea ther,. There was a giliter of sen beyond the Jagged outline of Rock Head.
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"It is strange how work comes to find one," said Mrs Pleasant. "I felt rather forlorn here, in the first war days, with Rosemary and the boys gone. We over-fifties are very willing. But we aren't much wanted in modern war. I look in London children before this coust. became the battle 1Inc. When bombs began dropping, and the children went away, I couldn't go too, leaving the village to stick
Then came the soldiers-and here was my job at home!"
"I isn't only the tea and books and so on," she continued. "They like to have someone to listen. We've got part of a territorial battalion here now; mostly London men. One of my great friends used to be a waiter, another a bus con ductor. His home was bombed last week. He had leave to เ to jo
up and see about it. He stopped here on his way back to tell me his folks were all right. You see them opening their pocket books and showing snapshots of their babies and so on to the women who help with the
I don't tea,
suppose most of them had ever talked to real village people before. The friend- liness doesn't
In the club rooms. We have football matches between the soldiers and the vil- lage. We're hoping to get an occa- slonal concert party, and bome talks in the evening. One
Ser geant, an Intelligent man, naked Rosemary for a book about trees, It was quite a new idea to him that they were, as he said, "divided up In regiments, with different leaves, like budges same as us." This sort of war is a dull business, when simply means looking at an empty sen. It's a good chance of learning new things for men. who've probably given all their time to earning a living since they left school,"
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We had reached the path that led to the village and to my bus for home...
"All England's being mixed, and shaken up," said Mrs Pleasant; "bodies and brains. I wonder. sometimes, if that isn't as big a thing as the wat. Formerly many of us-country people, town people, North, South, Midland--were nar- row-minded. Now the scattered familles, and thousands of soldiers, boon jolted out of their
They're grooves,
Anding out things they'd never dreamed of.. not in places only, but in people: good things they thought could only flourish at home, We talk of building a better Britain after the war. I think we're beginning it now."
have
H. V. MORTON describes the
Secret Abbey Funeral of
Neville Chamberlain
THE ashes of Neville
Chamberlain
were
secretly buried in West- minster Abbey in the pre- sence of the Duke of Gloucester, who represent- ed the King, Mr Winston Churchill and members of the Cabinet.
It was the first secret "public" funeral that has ever been held in the Abbey Church, and it will go down in history as the most remark- able funeral in the long annals of Westminster.
Great secrecy was main- tained for obvious reasons., Only the Cabinet, the Diplo matic Corps and the Press were informed; and all passes to the Abbey were marked "secret."
Arrangements · had been made with a Government office that, in the event of air raid danger, В roof-spotter în Whitehall would give the alarm in time for members of the Cabinet and other mour- ners to be taken to shelter.
Purple Vestment
An hour before the service began I was standing in the cold, empty nave with the Dean-of-Westminster. The coffin, containing
small
casket in which were the ex- premier's ashes, had been de- posited the night before in the Warrior's Chapel, where Lord Allenby and Lord Plumer are buried.
As eight vergers, wearing purple vestments, lifted it shoulder-high and prepared to carry it through the church to the high altar, the first sir raid alarm of the day sounded in London.
an-
Slowly and solemnly the ashes of the man who flew to Munich, the man who believed that he had snatched safety out of the nettle danger, the man whose and voice nounced war on that mild Sep- tember Sunday over a year ngo, was carried through the Abbey to the wall of the sirens, a grim and horrible requiem.
The Dean turned to me and, opening the printed order of Ger- vice, took from it an inset printed In red inic and said: "I hope there will be no need to interrupt the service."
And I read that, should it be necessary to take cover, arrange- ments had been made for the Duke of Gloucester and members of the Cabinet to shelter in the Crypt of the Chapter House; that Uic Diplomatie Corps would be taken to the Pux Chapel, and that the Chamberlain family and members of the Houses of Par- liament would be taken to the Norman Undercroft.
Irony
The Duke of Gloucester, in khaki, attended by an officer who wore a revolver at his belt, passed up the church gazing at some of the stained glass windows that have suffered although slightly- from blast.
He was
was followed by Mr Winston Churchill, who led a sombre band of pallbearers, which included Lord Halifax, the Speaker of the House of Commons, Lord Simon, the Lord Chancellor, Sir Kingsley Wood, Mr Attles, Sir Archibald Sinclair, Lord Stanhope, Cupt. Margenson and Mr Arthur Cham- berlain, a cousin.
The Arst part of the service was held in the chair and was con- ducted by the Dean of Westmin- ster: the second part took place in the south aisle of the nave, where a stone had been removed next to the grave of Bonar Law.
The Archbishop of Canterbury, in rich vestments of purple, stood at the graveside; opposite stood the sad figure of Mrs Neville Chamberlain. Behind her stood the Duke of Gloucester, and to one side, near the coffin, were the pall bearers led by Mr Winston Churchill.
Commitment
Two vergers, opening a door in the foot of the coffin, withdrew a small casket of polished wood and bunch of arum illes. Casket and flowers were reverently lowered into the grave as the Archbishop pronounced the commitment,
The small group
up containing, per hops, two hundred people, most of them men who had come straight from Ministries and Departments of State in their ordinary work- aday clothes, was surely the least formal gathering that has ever attended an Abbey funeral.
There were not more than a dozen silk hats-one of them the Premier's-In the whole church, The only touch of splendour was provided by the rich vestments of the clergy.
Tribute
When the service was over, Mr Churchill, first, and then members of the Cabinet, flied past the grave and inclined their heads towards the ashes of their late leader. The Diplomatic Corps followed, and last to leave won Mrs Chamberlain, who stood, almost alone, gazing down into the grave.
She opened her bag and, tak- ing from it a small crushed yel low chrysanthemum, knelt down and placed it beside the casket. Then, rising, she said good-bye to the mon by whose side, ahe once stood upon the balcony of Buckingham Palace before a wild and cheering crowd.
So ended the strangest "public funeral that Westminster Abbey has ever known.
New York To Have A.R.P.
When and if an enemy" force bombs New York, the elty will be ready to fight resulting fires with knowledge obtained "in ne- tion" abroad.
Fire Commissioner McElligott, after receipt of reports from three New York firemen now observing in London'announced that a volunteer corps of fire- fighters would bo organised along the lines of the Air Raid Precautions brigade of London.
What grim irony that the lover of peace, as Mr Chamberlain so often called himself, should, have been buried in such an almosphere.
They will be trained in fire-fight- Six tail candles of unbleacheding by 3,000 retired firemen, Meill wax bumed round the catafalque gott said, and will be equipped with upon which the coffin lay, and no
trailer trucks similar to those used the first mourners arrived the sirens
for forest fire work. Uniformed, and blew the "Rakers passed,"
in steel helmets, their function will be to get to the scene of a bomb-ig- nited blaza and extinguish it quickly.
Mrs Chamberlain, in deepest black with a dark vell hiding her face, was met at the west door by the Dean and conducted to a place In the Choir.
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