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gas ... civilians cursing God and dying in the muckheaps of blasted towns....
Oh yes. We saw all the pictures and heard all the gruesome stories, which we know were true. We were the rich culture-grounds of the peace propaganda that said : I f war was like this then, zvlaat will it be like next time, with all the sharpened wits of the deathchemists working on new poison gas and explosives, and the greatest engineers of all time devoting themselves to aeroplanes that can come down screaming like bats out of hell?
When we heard that first siren on the Sunday of the Declaration of War, things like damp spiders ran up and down our backs. We expected the worst.
And then came a flow of something hot and strong. We went out and begged to be allowed to fight Jerry. We insisted on our right to do so, and to hell with the age-groups. Men of sixty, who had seen the things at the pictures of which we had lost our breakfasts, and who had spent twenty post-war and pre-war years saying: "Never again", declared on oath that they were forty and beseeched the authorities to give them rifles. There was a rush and a heave. Because it wouldn't take us all at once, we cursed the War Office from hell to breakfast.
Men like Shorrock, who had argued the futility of all war in his grocery shop in Rockbottom (cotton and coal; pop., 21,369; near Blackburn; finest town on earth), did a volte-face like the pirouette of a balletdancer. (I say nothing of his mulish insistence that Britain, being an island, had no concern in the affairs of Europe; nor of the imbecile satisfaction he seemed

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