Evening star., 1938-12-20

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extensively" seen the Pope and the
President and Hitler and Stain,
been jailed for political reasons in
Russia, Spain, America and Scot
land, and was still, in the early 30s,
mounting towards his self-chosen
task Of national leadership. There
was plainly an instinct for rhetoric
IN the man, and a large willingness
to avail himself of all the current
preJudices, antagonisms and sus-
picions of the time. He boasted of
town councillors, military men, in
Guiding "a v. c. with head injuries"
several majors, business men and
solicitors among his embattled fol-
lowing, and they had met, he al
legged, by moonlight at Stonehenge,
that original temple of the British
spirit" and there lifting their hands
before their faces according to the
ancient rite" taken the Vow of
the Free Democrats.
We've never thought of a vow,"
said Chiffan.
Attacks Reds in Particular.
The League of Free Democrats was
still very new. The date of that pro-
foundly solemn occasion was "the
Vernal Equinox" of the current year.
He was attacking the Reds" in
particular "all along the line" where
ever the line might be, and his
program, mostly in capitals, included
Fearless Exposure of Red Plots,
Smashing of the Rings of Interna-
tional Financiers, Britain to Be
Strong and Fearless, Kicking Out
Party Hacks and Old Gangs, the
Revival of Simple Christianity, Ma
t1onal Plan to Abolish Unemploy-
ment and so on and so forth.
Chiffan read these projects over
in an appreciative whisper. Pretty
comprehensive" he remarked, and
then: "Oh! look at this. Lack of
and lack of speakers are our
chief difficulties Chance for YOU.
Rud! We want f1,O0O to found
anti-Red combat groups all over
England! Combat groups,
eh? Lovely VoWs Combat groups!"
IL D WIN, Sdlu fIuQ.
Its not bit wild"
But who's going to-"
Lots maybe. You mustn't suppose,
Rud this chap doesn't know what
he's up to. This is the stuff to give
them, he thinks. if you want to be
leader. Consider him as a re-
porter. He's got something to tell
us, Rud. He's a very useful re-
porter on the state of the country.
He talks to crowds that answer back.
while you, so far, have just talked
IN your school union. And back
there at the summer school. This
stun has been tested by cheers. He's
oeen heckled. He's gone home and
thought out answers. And that stuff |
IS what goes. -. Would-be leaders
o1 MS kidney. -. All over the coun-
Try they're breaking out like spots
On boys face. Competition. We
aren't going to have it all our own
way, Rud. And the Col. Blimps are
'olling up behind him. -
Chlftan considered for moment
and then moved toward the door
u the shop. Come along" he said.
What are you going to do?"
I am going in"
Knows What He's Up To,
The mans a blatant bosher"
Hes not. He knows exactly what |
1e is up to. Master Jim Flab is no |
DOL, whatever else he is. I want to |
EEL his bumps. want to find ont |
Who pays for all this"
But what are you going to say?"
"You-nothing. You Just listen
'or once"
In the shop, there was a counter
With some piles of handbills. walls
draped with primitive flags of black
md red Cthe league flag, a large
of Stonehenge framed in
NlIted laurel, engagements of the
inspiring likeness of Jim Flab. and
n charge of it all a lumpish young
nan browsing over a crossword
He stood up with a start
and made hasty and uncompleted
movement as if to take up something
lldden behind the counter. Possible
weapon. He decided that was
"Whad you want?" he
'aid.
"1nquiring souls. Camford men
'oth OF US" said Chiffan, annexing
university for himself. Long va
'atlon. Seeing England. We're sick
u the Reds and all that, and we
want to hear what vour leodar h.
o tell us. He seems good stuff"
He is" said the lumpish young
nan. But he isn't here. You can
see the major"
What major?"
Maj. Fitz Blessington. Sit down
here, will you. :"
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Newspaper Alliance, 1nc.)
Tomorrow: Maj. Blessington pro-
V1des q taste of "the leaders.
future.