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ing about that, too. His friends say
II was the most promising conception
of the war and failed only because 1t
was not pushed at full stretch. Kitch-
ener. at the war Office, and the grim
old sea-dog. Fisher, at the admiralty
uuarreled as to how far army and navy
would cooperate to take the vital
peninsula, and the whole affair was
bungled.
Served As Mere Major.
Then, after vainly imploring the
premier, his old friend Asquith, to give
him, If not the commander in chief' s
Job, at least an army command in the
field, he was shaken loose from the
political tree. He went out to France
As a mere f'egimental major, and took
his share Of the fighting in the trenches,
what time his headlong imagination
and giant energy were tugging at the
leading strings, desperate to get back
to a dominant position whence he could
master once again all these little people
to whom he felt infinitely superior.
Not that even in this phase he cut
his ties with the powers-that-be back
home. His word still counted; he wrote
letters to personages with resounding
effects. Beaverbrook has given q vivid
and not particultrly flattering picture
of him during the secret negotiations
between party leaders which resulted
in Asuuitfs downfall and Lloyd
Georges assumption of the premier
ship. He was down and out as a poltti-
cal factor then, but he was thrustir1g
himself forward, doing his utmost to
elbow his way back to the peaks OF
power
Powerl He eats It. He loves 1t. It
is meat and drink to him. Power acts
on film like a spur and brings out all
his tremendous vital qualities at fun
stretch. He works then with furious
animal energy which crashes through
obstacles. Nor is he a sweet and pleas
ant man in his periods of power. He
has a militant temper which makes him
view civil power much as a soldier born
and bred views military power. Again
Beaverbrook, his friend, has given a
glimpse OF Churchill, the despot, which
must have alarmed quite a few even
of those who tentatively say among
themselves that If and when the time
comes for Mussolini to take British
affairs N hand for a period, there Is
no better man than Churchill In sight.
Plays with Foresight.
To get at Churchill's angle on life
YOU want to see him play polo. Well
girded by a belt as wide as wor,lafl's
corset and with his striking arm leashed
by leather strap Che broke his Shout
der out hunting and has to take this
precaution), and mounted on a pony
sturdy as small cart-horse, he rides
In the game like heavy cavalry getting
into position for the assault. He trots
about, keenly watchful, biding his time,
a master OF tactics and strategy.
Abruptly he sees his chance, and he
gathers his pony and charges IN:
neither def nor graceful, but full of
tearing physical energv-and skillful
with it, too. He bears. down opposition
the bail. Did I say strikes? It is the
wrong word. He sloshes the ball.
That is how he has gone through
life. You think Is out Of 1t because
he Is quiescent, ting in Egypt or
bathing at Biarritz, working with the
bricklayers on a new cottage on his
little country estate or earning the title
of His Loneliness" by moving away
from his partys official policy on India
and taking up an individualistic, lone,
die-hard position which appears to be
applauded only by Rothermere, Lord
Lloyd ian autocratic ex-viceroy of
views are as old-fashioned as their
clothes.
But he is never really out OF It. He
Is only trottif1g about keenly watchfui,
biding his time. He has sloshed the
bali Of life as nobody else has in his
time. He has sailed in and carried
difficult positions with weighty yet
sprightly dash. He Is not out Of the
game yet. although waiting tactics have
had the effect this time Of erlarging his.
silhouette in disconcerting manner
enforced inactivity had the same effect
on Napoleon), and one Of his bricklayer
mates noticed that, although good
worker not Sinking his whack of labor
he didn't like to have to bend to pick
up his bricks. A bad sign.
Appealed to Premier.
As patrician at time when patri
clan families still ruled the political
roost, and with powerful family Unfit
ences exerted on his behalf-he was
able to get to the battle of Khartum by
appealing to prime minister over, the
head of a commander in chief-Win-
ston, preparing for the army but quite
bent upon having a public carer in
His lovely and indefatigable mother
whom facially he resembles mitch more
than he does his father-worked hard
on his behalf. After a first slaove=off,
however, he went ahead by his own
effort.
The times were most propitious Al
though there had been no fighting for
the British army for a long time
benevolent empire was about to pro-
vide young Churchill with several nice
little wars.
The world he passed into from Sand
hurst, the British West Point, was one
already in transition. 1t was the gay
brilliant pre-atitomobile Victorian world
of a ruling class forming select and
exclusive small society, luxurious, hos
pitable, meeting at endless parties, and
a caste of high-born politicians who
opposed one another courteously in
public, but met at night and week ends
TO share all private and social pleasures
Young Winston was commissioned an
officer Of the 4th Htissars. The Hus-
sars, with the Laf1cers and Dragons,
were the spoiled darlings of politico-
military society, and the star turn of
where the entire action was
visible to the naked eye At Aldersl1ot
the chief military center, enc day In
1895. he rode at the head CT his troops
past Queen Victoria, who sat in her
carriage ct the saluting point while the
entire garrison, blue and gold and scar
let and steel, passed before her in a
broad and Stimulating flood. And not
a machine gun, tank, tractor or gas
mask among the lot.
Regrets Era Of Science.
Churchill rather sardonically regrets
those groomed and grand old days when
war was a gentlemars game. Science
and democracy, he has asserted, have
spoiled everything.
From the moment that either of
these meddlers and muddlers was al
lowed to take part in actual fighting
the doom of war was sealed. Instead of
a small number Of well trained profess
SIGNALS championing their country's
cA1ise with ancient Weannns and a hnan