The Ypsilanti daily press. (Ypsilanti, Mich.) 1928-1962, 1941-12-01

appears tnaL e.
vilization doesn't need as much
morale as 1t did previously, and the
result Is that It's deteriorated
somewhat.
don't believe II would be good
for my morale to be bombed or bad
for II not to be, but Harvey Klem-
mer's account Is that that's how
plenty and a scarcity Of II, respec-
lively. affect the English.
J. B. Priestly. the famous Eng
iish novelist, relays to our Yankee
press from his home island the in
formation that life there isn't so
intolerable as we may suppose II to
be, In spite Of tn pending conflict.
He admits, though, that there's q
rather painful tobacco and drink
shortage.
London drinking was strictly
regulated during the last war, too.
You could get all you wanted while
the bars were open, but their
hours were very limited. Sales
weren't permitted until noon or
after 8 p. m, until 8 and then only
for another brief period.
Across the street from the build
Ing that my London Office was In,
was a little joint called the Temple
restaurant. As a restaurant, 1t
could serve food whenever there
was a demand for II, but not
drinks except as per restrictions.
One Sample Of Morale
One forenoon I ambled into this
establishment for shot Of liquid
refreshment, but It was few min
utes too early for me to get 1t. The
place was open and the bar was
there, but 1t couldn't dispense any
thing until IL o'clock struck. So
I stood around and waited. So did
a dozen OF IS other customers.
All at once a chap rushed In
with the news that a German Yep
pelin was coming. 1t was then over
the suburb Of Croydon, splitting
bombs and due to arrive over our
heads shortly.
Upon these tdings, one Of the
assembled group burst out into
loud cries for his drink, In heavens
name, even though 1t wasn't quite
the moment for him to be entitled
to 1t.
The impression he gave was that
he was so unnerved that he need
ed that swig to sustain him. Upon
investigation, however, 1t devel-
oped that he and his family lived
In Croydon, and he was frantic to
get to his wife and babies, In their
hour Of peril, but couldn't start I'M
til he'd had his drink, of course.
There's English morale for you!
Sir Philip Gibbs, the celebrated
English var correspondent, was
another overseas visitor in Wash
ington the other day. broadcasting
on the subject Of THE Spirit Of
Britain"
My first meeting with Sir Philip
was in Copenhagen, at the time of
DIR. Frederick A. Cocks arrival
there from Greenland, following
his trip to the North Pole, assum-
ing that he got there.
was there TO interview the doc,
an6 so was Phil, not then with his
present title, as correspondent of
the London Chronicle.
Getting off In launch in Copen-
hagen harbor, l had my initial con-
tact with the doc on his incoming
ship, the Hans Egede. Soon after
ward he landed, and subsequently,
for a day or two was pretty diff
cult to locate, ashore in the Dan
ish capital.
While the hunt for him was In
progress l encountered Phil in the
lobby of the Phoenix hotel. He ex.
planned that he hadn't yet sue
ceeded In reaching the doc, and
begged me, II could, to steer him
In the right direction. So it's a
cinch that, up 20 that time, he
hadn't seen him.
Hasty Conclusion!
A little later he related, in the
columns of the London Chronicle,
that he'd boarded the Hans Egede