Asquithian Warfare

Asquithian Warfare

Showing Why the Old Government in England Did Not Get Along With War.

By Lacey Amy.

From Saturday Night magazine 20 January, 1917, Toronto, Canada.

Digitized by Doug Frizzle, 25 September, 2017 for Stillwoods.Blogspot.Ca

Apology – This entry has been created from very old microfilm from a very old magazine. Certain areas of the graphic are unclear. I have endeavoured to reason at the missing parts of words. If there are errors, or if the meaning is not clear, it is my fault./drf

AT last the seal is broken. Into Canada’s bewildered but loyal complacency that Britons never will be slaves one may interject a note that, up to a month ago, might have made that last hundred thousand a Utopian dream. The change of Government has opened one’s lips.

I do not believe that with Asquith as Premier, the Allies would have won the war, save by a starvation exacting almost as much from England as from Germany.

I am equally confident that, with Asquith’s Cabinet free from the beginning to follow it’s bent, we would never have won the war. Before it finally lifted him from the Premier’s chair with reverent gentleness, only public opinion had saved Great Britain from the depths of humility. And I give to the late Government full credit for the Empire’s one example of war statesmanship, its complete and wonderful financing of the Allies.

Canada has been fortunate in being spared the spectacle of Asquith’s persistent failure. Add to bereavement and business disasters the sum of the daily evidences that the late Government was utterly unable to grasp the seriousness of the war, and one may have some lot of what England has been passing through. Canada, judging by her Press, has seen only the big failures, the Balkans, Mesopotamia, the Dardanelles, and the rest of the ugly diplomatic round. England has shuddered with the certainty that even in the very foundations of victory the Government has been leaving holes that would sooner or later bring the entire structure down. .

I do not speak rashly in this. I came to England with every prejudice against the Government’s detractors, with every respect for Asquith’s marvellous capacity of a kind. I still retain that respect; but an intelligent Canadian, reared in an atmosphere of action instead of deliberation, knows that war cannot be waged adagio. And in movement of that kind alone lay Asquith’s strength.

I will not even touch on the large follies that have impressed themselves on the world to Britain’s eternal discredit. What Canada will find of most interest now is the side-issues here at the source of England’s might which reveal in an amazing manner the reasons why Lloyd George replaced the late master of circumspection.

Perhaps the most complete exhibition of the late Cabinet’s failure to grasp the awful seriousness of the war was in the recruiting muddle. There is no discredit in having tried voluntary enlistment, but there is in having delayed conscription until Germany had entrenched herself in France. Therein lies, only one of the proofs of the fatal hold of tradition in England. And when conscription was introduced it was built like a sieve. The conscientious objector crawled through the first hole. Labor, grandly as it has responded in parts, found a range of meshes large enough to escape the net. To relieve itself of one more war responsibility the Government left the enforcement of conscription in the hands of local Tribunals.

The farce in this was that each of these Tribunals knew personally every man brought before it for exemption, was dependent upon him for votes or business, was personally interested in many of them, and was always blinded by the spectre of local requirements. They had to pass on their own employees, on their personal friends, on their debtors and creditors, and many of them were made up of members out of sympathy with conscription or out of tune with the requirements of the war. Thus were ex­empted, for example, eligible young unmarried men like these: a professional billiard player, a comedian, a secre­tary of an organization, for fighting conscription, municipal employees in the most unimportant positions, a tie manufacturer, teachers who admitted their opposition to conscription and even their antagonism to England, a street gambler who posed as a fish porter, pugilists by the half dozen, an organist whose fingers might be stiffened by war. an undertaker’s coachman who could drive four horses, one with no other appeal than an unfaltering smile, a man who claimed to be a born coward, hundreds of Jews with extensive businesses which had grown from nothing, a man whose parents’ illiteracy would leave his brothers at the front without their weekly letter, horsemen, an ambulance driver, cabmen, a picture framer, a coach builder, a plumber, a Tribunal member’s chauffeur, and on and on.

THE strong young man with ingenuity defied the military. If all else failed he sought work in a munitions factory, was badged even after he had been denied exemption, and conscription passed him by. Thousands of them were hidden safely away in these factories or in “starred” occupations which they sought in extremity without an hour’s experience. Five thousand young men were finally taken from Woolwich Arsenal alone.

And the Government departments were equally funk-holes. Every one of them had its thousands. It was estimated that in Whitehall and other Government offices at the middle of 1916, two years after the war started, 50,000 men of military age were cuddled. The Cabinet heads stubbornly refused to oust them, although nine-tenths were engaged only in the simplest clerking.

Pullman Company secured exemption from the Adjutant-General because its employees were engaged in “carrying officers back and forth.” Big firms with hundreds of branches had their managers exempted, although individual businesses went to the wall by the thousands because their proprietors were called up. Badges were sent en bloc, by the Government without a moment’s investigation of those who were awarded them. So that porters and simple office clerks were all immune if the products of the firm were even in part considered war necessities. Every Government department had the privilege of granting badges, and it frequently happened that those whom the Tribunals refused to exempt were saved by badges sent by parcel post. The secretary of one of the departments most intimately concerned with the progress of the war badged 35 of his farm employees, also retaining nine fancy gardeners. In France exemptions ran to hundreds of thousands, said Lloyd George in an explosion of disgust, while in England they ran to millions—more than 3,000,000 men of military age.

Had every other source of labor been tapped there would be little to say, although loafing was the main interest of these slackers. But men of 35 to 40, with large families, were turned loose from exempted occupations to make way for the young unmarried men, until finally some of the Tribunals struck, refusing to send another man to the trenches until the scandal was aired. The result was a Man-Power Board that picked out a few here and there as a sop to public demand, but truckled completely to the original ideas that had held sway. For each department was jealous of its authority. Each refused to make the sacrifices it was demanding of the public. Last summer the Government declined to grant any Whitsun holiday—and promptly went off on a six weeks’ holiday of its own.

The matter of substitution was equally ignored except in public. Some weeks ago a critic of mine in Satuiuay Night indignantly wrote: “Does Mr. Lacey Amy actually expect sane and intelligent Canadians to believe that the War Office publishes its appeals in the English papers by way of a joke?” Anyone in England would smile at the indignation. It so happened that, under my direction, a qualified woman was at that moment going the rounds of the Government offices in response to the appeals, to prove their insincerity. I may tell her experiences some time.

While the newspapers were full of formal appeals, until at last they refused to publish them in face of such evident insincerity, thousands of women were offering their services in vain. And with the men it was the same. Substitution was the cry of the Government, and I have personal knowledge of many men of undoubted capacity who found it impossible to secure warwork, voluntary or pay. One, a little over military age, sons all killed in France, doing without effort his twenty miles a day, was refused by the recruiting offices, turned over to a Labor Exchange, and there informed there was nothing for him to do. Another approached twelve departments and was turned down. A citizen of fifty, with an income of $50,000 a year and abundant energy, was referred to a local Labor Exchange, one of those bodies formed to hoodwink the public. A man of sixty, famous for his strength, forty years experience in a large business, persisted until he was finally told that if he could get three others he could go to cutting down trees in Kent, although he had never handled an axe or a saw in his life. A ship’s plater, one of the most expert occupations in the world, discharged from the army for deafness and sunstroke at Mesopotamia, was sent out as a common laborer, although his previous employer pleaded for him. and the industry upon which England’s very life depends was languishing for workmen.

THE strange laxity of the late Government in the matter of interning Germans in residence in England is to some extent known in Canada. Not one German would have been put where he could do no harm had it not been for the public outcry, not one German business closed. Businesses that were announced as closed at the beginning of the war continued openly to operate under Government sanction for more than two years, not one being finally shut down until within the last few months when England almost rose in rebellion. The Home Secretary, Mr. Samuel, was concerned only in the defence of resident Germans. The ugly part of it was that the winding-up proceedings, continuing for more than two years in full operation, netted to the leading Government officials concerned a salary of $26 a day, and to the pettier clerk $24 a week. And some of these accountants were “winding-up” so many businesses that their receipts reached the staggering sum of $4,500 a day. Of course there was no rush about it

An official investigation—it is noticeable that the reports of these investigations are made public only now when the Government which ordered them to be made is out of power—has announced that there are 4,294 enemy aliens in prohibited areas in England with permits from the late Government.

Back of all this is merely delay, not treason: incapacity for appreciating the necessities of war, not deliberate carelessness. The English way of doing things is always irritatingly slow to a Canadian. Perhaps the medium would be happiest. I have in mind a so-called Canadian convalescent home opened in England under an English manager and an English matron. The simplest move required a fortnight’s deliberation—the purchase of a dish bowl, the making of the most obvious rules, the establishment of the simplest routine—and even a kitten’s name had to be taken under consideration for a couple of days. I can safely say that not a half dozen Canadians did not squirm under the deliberateness and procrastination of the late Government.

Officialdom was reeking with it. I am informed by Government contractors engaged on the manufacture of the very necessities of the struggle that they were unable to reach the ear of any responsible heads of the depart meats save through a series of underlings who were utterly incapable of grasping the points at issue. The pettiest Government official is unapproachable. A large shell order is delayed a week because some sudden hitch has to be straightened out through a long line of clerks and stenographers. “No gentleman could swallow his lunch in an hour,” is the snobbery and tradition that has been muddling the war. And eleven o’clock continued to be the opening hour for offices while the nation cried for haste—just as the large stores of London are still unprepared for business at ten in the morning.

The Government’s attacks on waste and extravagance were farcical in the extreme. Scarcely a thing was done save to plaster the city with huge signs: “It is bad form to dress extravagantly,” “Save gas, electric light, coal and petrol.” “Do not be extravagant at Christmas time.” The simplicity of a Government that would depend upon such measures is its own judgment.

THE Cabinet held up its hands in helplessness at the strife between the Admiralty and the Army. In the respective air services there was fierce competition in the open market for supplies, and the officers would not speak to each other. Long after the Admiralty had a waiting list for its ranks it refused to close its recruiting offices to young men who slunk away to them to escape the army, knowing that they would not be called upon for many months, if at all.

The entire muddle of the air service was unbroken until a few extremists, by making hysterical charges, roused the people. Zeppelins came and went with immunity, both here and at their aerodromes. A Board of Enquiry, presided over by the head of the service, spent its time browbeating the critics, so that only two or three of the more daring volunteered to give evidence. Another Board has now brought in a report that exposes some of the extreme criticisms while hitting the Government hard. At one time twenty-seven aeroplanes were consumed in the effort to get twelve over to France, and no enquiry was held. The very newest of England’s types of aeroplane was sent straight from England to a German aerodrome because it was entrusted, by telephoned orders from the War Office, to the care of a pilot and an observer who had never before flown to France. And wherein is the change? It is a strange coincidence that almost on the day my article, “Canada in English Eyes.” should have appeared in Saturday Night, the new Premier was announcing in the House in his first speech the co-operation of the Dominions in the councils of war. The Food Controller, whose appointment had been dallied with for weeks by the late Government, was named the transportation of supplies, deliberated upon for months by Asquith, was placed immediately in the hands of a competent shipping man. Labor whose every demand had been granted almost without quibble by the late Government, was firmly informed by the new Labor Minister, a Labor leader himself, that not a moment’s consideration would be given the demands of the striking boilermakers until they had resumed work; and they immediately took up their tools. Billboard appeal for economy became Government measures. Badges were withdrawn from semi-skilled and unskilled workers. The air services of both branches of war were amalgamated under one head.

And England is responding grandly, without a murmur, with a deep respect for the man who does things in wartime rather than deliberate how to present them in beautiful phrasing.

The Forgotten Pioneers

The Forgotten Pioneers

By MARY TERRILL, Medicine Hat, Alta. From The Canadian Cattlemen magazine, June 1944.

(actually the year is just a guess, not stated, not displayed, but previous to 1950./drf, also the image is not associated with the original article.)

Digitized by Doug Frizzle, August 2017.

(I had expected some information of W. Lacey Amy, an editor/owner of the Medicine Hat Times about 1909, but sadly there is none…/drf)

THEY are the forgotten pioneers of the Canadian Northwest—they are old as early settlement and young as today’s news — they are “knocked,” lauded, respected, and derided, yet every day, year in and year out they start from scratch to build up a volume of current happenings, public trends, and movements hourly at work to mold the world. And every day, as regular as the clock, they place the completed record in the hands of the ranks and file.

These forgotten pioneers — these unsung “originals” are Alberta’s pioneer newspapers. As far as this writer can ascertain, only four are operating today —the Edmonton Bulletin, 1880, the Macleod Gazette, 1882, the Calgary Herald, 1883, and the Medicine Hat Daily News, 1885. Always in the vanguard of the constantly changing scene, these representatives of a great institution, pioneering in a frontier country with the fur trader, the ranchman, the agriculturist, and the industrialist, have locked away in their vaults, priceless files of live news of the times, courageous editorials strongly supported and forcefully written, and factual portrayals of unusual incidents that stir the emotions.

For a period of more than sixty years these stalwarts of the early 80’s have not only reflected the ordinary life of their respective districts but have given leadership to their economic development, and acted as both watchdog and defender of their individual rights.

Medicine Hat “Daily News”

The Medicine Hat Daily News, pioneer newspaper of south-eastern Alberta, started up with a single hand press in a shack on First Street opposite Riverside Park, the city’s original tent-town site. In its life-span of sixty-three years it has never skipped a publication. It has changed hands many times and its name twice, but it has always sold out as a going concern thus retaining the sturdy heritage of the pioneer hand press which turned out the paper’s first crude sheet early in 1885.

The initial publication appeared as the Medicine Hat Times and continued under that banner until 1894 when it was changed to the Medicine Hat News by its new owners — the Medicine Hat Printing and Publishing Company. And again in January, 1911, to the Medicine Hat Daily News under its present owners and publishers — the Medicine Hat News Ltd.

In 1884 when Armour and Braden sold their Calgary paper to Hugh S. Cayley, Armour came to Medicine Hat, set up a single hand press and early the following year started turning out the hamlet’s first newspaper. All by himself! Then in 1886 when politics were still simple, a federal election loomed on the horizon with Nicholas Flood Davin (Con.) and James Hamilton Ross (Lib.) contesting the riding of Assiniboia, which took in the vast territory between Pense, near Regina, and Bowell, 30 miles west of Medicine Hat. The Davin backers bought out Armour and the paper continued to function as a weekly until near election time when it commenced operating on a daily basis until after the merchant, supplied the copy which was mainly political, and Armour got it out on the street.

The election settled, the owners were anxious to get rid of the stepchild, and when a “tramp printer” named D. G. Holt arrived by handcar from Winnipeg in 1887 he was commissioned, after considerable bartering, to publish the paper with the option of buying when the money was on the barrel. The paper was his in June, 1888, and in May he started publishing a single-sheet daily edition The Daily Times, besides a tour-page weekly. He was editor, reporter, compositor, circulation and advertising manager, “and heaven knows what all else”. It was a gruelling job and his smoky oil lamp burned far into the morning.

Again the paper changed hands. This time in 1890 when Holt sold to the local school teacher, J. K. Drinnan, and the daily issue was discontinued. F. G. Forster was brought out from the east to take over the printing end, and J.K. continued as editor, owner and publisher until January, 1894, when he was bought out by a joint stock company of local business and railroad men (the Medicine Hat Publishing and Printing Company). A man from Winnipeg, named Gordon, was installed as editor, but when he left in March, 1895, Mr. Forster took over the editor’s desk and during the next 15 years built up one of the best weekly papers in the country.

Again the paper was looking for a purchaser. With this object in view the company brought in a linotype and in July, 1910, started publishing a daily edition, the better to attract eastern interests. Mr. Forster was installed as Editor and manager with A. J. N. Terrill, as city editor. In the meantime, Mr. Terrill who had come from the Peterborough Examiner to the News in 1904, had organized the present company, which bought out the old firm, and in January, 1911, started publishing the Medicine Hat Daily News with Mr. Terrill as Editor and Manager.

In 1940 Mr. Terrill retired as the result of a car accident. Today the paper is under the management of T. R. Osborne, who joined the advertising department in 1912. W. H. Hogle, of Sudbury, Ont., is Editor, and Bob Worth, a News veteran of 31 years’ standing, heads the circulation department, and Ed Forbes, who joined the News as an apprentice in 1909, is superintendent of the machine department.

Then Came the Boom

The disastrous land boom started around 1910 and ended in the soup kitchens four years later. And many a man who had made quick money and lost it faster, joined the queue at the recruiting depot and became a hero of World War I. And the veterans, and the widows and orphans of the war dead, found a staunch friend and ally in the News, whose editor was made a life member of the Great War Veterans’ Association in recognition of his services as Medicine Hat representative on the Alberta Returnee Soldiers’ Commission.

In the meantime boomsters and slickers arrived in the city like a cloud of locusts “from God-knows-where”. They bought up property and succeeded in dominating the city council. A private group had secured the street railway franchise and Sir Max Aitken’s construction gang was on the job; the city’s boundaries were extended; far-flung sub-divisions were laid out, and huge gangs were on the city payroll laying streets and services. There was a rip-roarin’ business in real estate with “every lot on the street car line”. Englishmen were buying lots by cable and clerks were selling them over the counter instead of paregoric. The boom-virus had entered the little city’s blood stream, and most everyone had gone “hawg wild”. Except the Medicine Hat Daily News.

The News fought the boom as such, from the beginning. It warned against private ownership of the street car system, and the city’s far-flung expansion plans, declaring there were not enough people in the whole N.W.T. to fill those ambitious boundaries. It pointed out the inevitable financial crash when the bubble broke. But the city was still punch-drunk and boomsters formed a parade and threw the editor of the News into the river in effigy. Such is the everyday life of a newspaper.

It was during these boom days and through the spectacular wheat years of 1915-16 that Medicine Hat boasted three daily papers—the Morning Times, which went under in 1916, and the maverick Morning Call. The Call started in 1912. It ran its course as a daily in eight months flat and petered out as a weekly four months later. It was the brainchild of A. P. Day, a stockman who had come up the trail from Texas in 1902 with the Turkey Track outfit. He decided, however, to leave the cows and get in on the boom. In his time “Add” Day had seen many a maverick grow into good beef. So he “drug in” a press and with a group of real estate men launched the Morning Call. It had no franchise, and a man in Seattle relayed world news by telegraph. But the Call was no slouch. It was not only well set up, but it had a cartoonist whose main job was to depict the editor of the News going about with a hammer, knocking the city generally, and cracking the noggin of a little boy playing with a toy street railway.

After Three Years

ENGLAND IN ARMS

By Lacey Amy

XI. – After Three Years

From The Canadian Magazine, March 1918.

Digitized by Doug Frizzle, July 2016.

Since this series of arti­cles began so much has happened within their scope that anything approaching a complete examination of the meas­ures taken in the British Isles to cope with war conditions must include those adopted after the trying experi­ences of three years of war. It would be reasonable to expect that in such a period of unprecedented struggle for existence the problem of the nation would be solved in so far as organiza­tion and experience could solve them, that the difficulties still remaining would be not in effective planning or decision but solely in the strain and deprivations rendered necessary by a powerful foe. Yet only the blindest fatuity could assert that England has solved the simplest of her war prob­lems only the most superficial stu­dent would declare that even the ob­viously wise and fair measures have been taken.

The status of the women has been growing stronger every day. More and more they have been offering themselves for the needs of the war and more and more they have proved themselves the real backbone of pro­duction. It is only due their earnest participation in munition making to admit that they perform their work more carefully and quickly than the same number of men. They have been set by the thousand at tasks hitherto considered beyond their capacity, in strength and brains, and in not one case that has come within my knowl­edge have they failed to exceed the production of the men in a very few weeks. The reason is not that they are more able, but that they throw more vim and enthusiasm into it. They are not too busy haggling over privileges to remember that the sol­diers at the Front are looking to them for the shells and the guns. The wo­men have saved the Empire, though there are hundreds of thousands of the better classes doing their utmost, by idling and extravagance, to depre­ciate the sum total. More than a mil­lion and a quarter women were en­gaged on the first of September, 1917, on work formerly done by men. In government factories and in the Civil Service they have released a quarter of a million men. In Government controlled factories half a million of them have found employment, and in commerce generally more than three hundred thousand more. In these two branches of service they have released three-quarters of a million men.

All told, there are more than four and a half million women and girls in classified employment, not includ­ing domestic servants, hospital work­ers, and those employed in small shops.

Their interests have been studied by the Ministry of Munitions, and after tests the standard number of hours of employment has been re­duced to forty-eight a week with in­crease of output; and during the year two raises in wages have been official­ly declared. So important a part do they play in the necessary war pro­duction that a special committee has been appointed to deal with their wages, hours of labour, and conditions of employment.

The latest call for their services has come from the military organization in France. The first lot of ten thou­sand, for office and mess duties hither­to performed by men, was overwhelm­ingly supplied, and during the latter half of 1917 the demand was con­tinuous. So insatiable was it, and so eager were girls to undertake this new work, that the drain on the munition factories in England was seriously felt, the type of worker finding favour in France being the same as that sought for the factories. Now the Ad­miralty has appealed for women to relieve naval ratings on shore duty. Were all England imbued with the spirit of its average woman the war would be further advanced towards victory than it is to-day.

The problem in the case of female labour is the after-war results. Cer­tainly thousands of women, having tasted the pleasures of earning and of steady employment, will be unwilling to return to idleness. It is the knowl­edge of this that has interfered with their acceptance in the councils of labour. From the first, labour unions demanded that pre-war conditions be restored immediately with peace, and as a further block to the ingress of women into industrial competition, the same wage was demanded for both sexes. The women accepted the wage at first with eagerness, but a few of the leaders quickly discovered the rea­son end ere now insisting on an equality that is not absolute but based on the differences in strength, sex, and the requirements of physical well-being. For, while the women have a better record of production than the men, it is telling on their health end nerves, and without the incentive of war it is certain that their production will decrease.

The position of the farmer has steadily improved. But it cannot be said, unfortunately, that he has done much to warrant it. While the far­mer in England was, for many years before the war, in the lowest plane of society and the least profitable, his rise to a deserved recognition as the solution of the food problem of an island kingdom has had a natural re­sult. Filled with the idea of his un­wonted importance to the country and to victory, and thrilled with his new power, he has ignored the demand for a common sacrifice and refuses to direct his efforts to production that does not bring him returns consistent with the level established by the needs of a country short of all food stuffs. He insists that his every acre be guar­anteed by a Government driven to ex­tremity for supplies, otherwise he re­serves the right to confine his crops to the profitable grains and roots, or to leave it idle. If he is asked to grow potatoes he must be protected in a profit beyond his wildest dreams of former years. If the profits of bar­ley, for instance, are eliminated by decreased liquor production, he must see the loss made up from another source or threats of lessened produc­tion are issued.

And therein the farmer is but re­quiting for the hardship of his lot be­fore the war. Yet, great as are his profits to-day, he resists the extension of the higher returns to his workmen. Three dollars a week was the offer of a farmer for a man to work from 5.30 a.m., to 9.00 p.m., and from that the man must board and lodge himself. Even the Government established a rate of $1.50 a week above their billets for girl plum pickers on the farms, railway fares to be paid by the work­ers. Girls on the land were paid three dollars a week, supplying their own food.

The Education Bill, introduced by the President of the Board of Educa­tion as a remedy for the glaring evils in the education system of Great Brit­ain, has been received by the people with the loudest acclaim—and quietly shelved by the authorities. There was too much innovation in it for those with power to accept it without seri­ous misgivings. Oxford University has led the fight against it, not openly but none the less effectively. For Ox­ford University represents education as it has been for centuries in Eng­land. It eschews science, clings to classics as the soul of England, and resents the claim of anyone else to criticize or advise on education.

The result is that the Bill, to the middle of December, 1917, has not even been considered in the House. Public bodies have protested. The new papers have made demands. But those subtle muscles which wield the power of Great Britain from behind the scenes have intervened. The Bill was at first refused consideration in the last session of 1917. It was soberly contended by Bonar Law three months before the end of the session, that there would be no time for discussing the Bill, although time was always found readily enough for in­consequential subjects, and hours every day were wasted on questions and answers which should have been deleted for the good of the country. It was obvious that the majority of the Government were against the Bill of the Minister. But the demand grew so insistent that finally the hope was expressed of completing one reading, leaving the final stages to another ses­sion. At the time of writing, there it stands, the end depending upon whe­ther the balance of power rests with the people or with the forces for con­servatism. It takes more than three years of war to break the grip of tra­dition in England.

The liquor question has resolved it­self into a typical capitulation on the part of the Government. That started as an apparent effort to conserve food stuffs for a more or less suffering country by directing grains from beer to bread. has become merely another official failure to live up to promises— or threats. After announcing drastic curtailment of the consumption of food stuffs in the manufacture of beer, the Government yielded to pressure, largely artificial and concentrated, and increased the quantity one-third at the middle of 1917. During the year end­ing September, 1916, there were 65,000,000 bushels of grain and 160,000 tons of sugar used for the manufacture of liquor. During 1917 the quantity permitted was more than half that amount. When it is considered that sugar is absolutely unobtainable by a great part of the people of England, and the ration is set at half a pound a week, this amount assumes consider­able importance. The Government's excuse that the sugar thus consumed is largely unfit for human consumption is misleading, for not only is much of it exactly what is used on the table, but its importation into England takes the same space in the limited shipping as the same quantity of edible sugar for general distribution.

The cause of the Government’s sur­render was a well-organized campaign by the newspapers and brewers. One or two of the largest London papers published each day reports of serious disturbances throughout the country through the shortage of beer, and al­though some of these were entirely without foundation, the workers of England were convinced that beer was a vital necessity and that strikes were expected of them.

To meet the demand with the least expenditure of foodstuffs the Govern­ment authorized a weaker quality, termed government beer, and to it thereafter was accredited by every “drunk” the cause of his downfall. Being a government brand, the mag­istrates could scarcely convict. But the main result of the new liquor re­strictions was an increased profit for brewer and retailer. The annual re­turns of the breweries show that they never made such profits; and the re­tailer, working less than half the pre­war hours, asked what he wished for his stock. So independent did he be­come that there were saloons in Lon­don showing signs prohibiting the en­trance of women, an unusual sex dis­tinction. At last the Government was forced to intervene and establish prices. But the Government scale of prices, in the experience of this war, protects the merchants in a percent­age of profit on which he can afford to smile benevolently.

In the meantime government pur­chase has advanced no further. The report of the Commission appointed to investigate is against purchase, and everyone seems content to leave it at that as a plan too radical to adopt without several years of deliberation.

The fondest admirers of the war government of Great Britain must ad­mit that the methods of handling labour, man-power, food, and the en­emy alien have savored little of real war. Great Britain labours under a number of special disqualifications. These might be summed up as exces­sive deliberation and delay, class dis­tinctions, unpardonable tolerance, and conventionalism. And the last includes all the others. Somewhere in this short list might be found the foundation of every obstacle to victory. Lack of de­cision and firmness, of organizing ability, and excess of pride are other descriptions of the country’s deficien­cies.

Inexperience in organization, where a country has succeeded fairly well on the plan laid down by former genera­tions, has exhibited itself in almost every move since the war began. To­day it is evident in the internecine strife among the Government depart­ments. It is plain in the food muddle, which is to-day in a more chaotic state than ever. It is to be seen in the la­bour troubles, the record of the navy, the shortage of man-power at the Front, and of production in England.

The position of labour offers the most serious trouble. Asquith’s foolish promise of exemption to twenty-nine unions is an instance of the weakness of a war government in the national extremity. Irrespective of any crisis, these unions insist on adherence to the promise, and the blame is not so much with them as with the Cabinet that had a country on its shoulders. Union labour has not changed its opin­ion noticeably since it lent itself to conscription under certain conditions, but union labour, as governed by its main executives, is almost a negligible power now, partly from its own thoughtlessness, partly from govern­mental weakness. The Engineers’ disloyal strike in May, 1917, brought to the fore a power that has been rob­bing the executives of their authority. The Engineers struck for nothing but fear of being taken into the army. Whatever other excuse may have been given, determination not to serve with the colours was the real one. They had no complaint, but new orders for obtaining the necessary additional sol­diers by extending the dilution of la­bour gave them a pretext for calling a strike. And they won. The Govern­ment rescinded everything, although it had the country behind it and could have taught a much needed lesson in patriotism that would have solved for the duration of the war every difficul­ty of man-power. Were the workers convinced that the penalty of loafing was fighting in France two-thirds their number would produce what they are now producing, and there would be no thought of strikes.

Having obtained almost all they wished, the engineers resumed work; and for a time there was comparative peace. But during the last two months of 1917 the labour situation was a boil­ing disturbance. The South Wales miners frankly took a vote to decide whether they would resist the Govern­ment in combing out the new men in­troduced into the mines since the war began. The Coventry aeroplane mak­ers, engaged in the most vital of muni­tion production, walked out and re­mained idle a week until they, too won all they asked. All over England were demands for higher wages, shorter hours, greater privileges, and the reinstatement of employees dismissed for the most outrageous offences.

The reason for the ferment was easy to find. The Government lacked back bone—simply that. The submission to the engineers, although the whole country was so strong against them that at the end they were but looking for an excuse to return to the shops and feared to wear their union badges, paved the way to every strike that has occurred since. Winston Churchill, already convicted of inca­pacity by an official commission, was appointed Minister of Munitions pure­ly as a political expedient. And Churchill’s first few months in office seemed to justify his selection. Never had there been so few strikes. But suddenly they blazed forth all over the country, so seriously as to jeopardize the war in 1918. And the secret was out when, without consulting those directly affected, he declared a general increase of pay for the engineers. Im­mediately other unions struck for in­creases and other advantages. It was found that railwaymen had long suf­fered from a ridiculous discrepancy between their wages and those of even the unskilled in other trades which had ignored the war and thought only of self. It was found, too, that the increase so lightly granted affected a score of trades not contemplated.

The temporary immunity from strikes had been because every demand had been met. The unpardonable ex­tent to which this weakness went may be illustrated by one example. When a shop steward was caught making tools for himself from Government ma­terial (it was a government controlled factory) in government time and promptly dismissed, a strike was de­clared for his reinstatement. And the Government forced the firm to submit. Besides the principle involved, it is natural that ever since then the rein­stated employee has been a cause of constant trouble and agitation. Such folly was rampant all over England. The natural result was that strikes were called on the flimsiest pretexts. The men jeeringly declaring that the Government was afraid of them.

But this was not union labour as constituted before the war. Every strike has been engineered by the shop-stewards, a new force that has crept in since the factories were filled with able-bodied young men whose only concern is to escape service in France. The regular union executives and power of unionism to-day is in the hands of those young shirkers who do not hesitate to declare their reasons for working on munitions. Unionism thought to protect itself by forcing all workers to join. In reality it lost every shred of power by the act. To-day every local union is a law unto itself. The Coventry strike was called by the shop stewards against the union lead­ers’ instructions, just as the engineers’ had been. And the only bone of con­tention was the recognition of the shop stewards.

Wrapped in this question of labour is the other of obtaining men for the trenches. Anyone who knows condi­tions in the factories of England is aware that hundreds of thousands of fit young men could be cleared out with profit to production, even though they were not put in khaki. The ma­jority of these are doing as little as possible, they are always on the watch for grounds for striking, they inter­fere with those who would produce to their utmost, they refuse to permit the women to be taught certain operations well within their capacity, and they are almost all recruits to this kind of work since 1914. Yet the only appar­ent concern of the Government seems to be to assure them of exemption. And since more soldiers are an abso­lute essential, raising the age to 45 is being seriously considered while these young slackers loaf in security. It is a fact that experienced factory hands discharged from the army have been called up again from the munition fac­tories while these young fellows look on from the next benches and laugh. It is also a fact that married men with large families, men too old for the hard life of the Front, others whose businesses will close with their con­scription, are relentlessly put into khaki to fight for these strong youths without dependants or extra bills of expense to present to the Government.

Every government department seems to delight in refusing to release its youthful clerks for service. Each being king in its own realm and jeal­ously guarding its power, there is none with authority to comb them out, al­though battalions could be replaced by girls and older men. It con­tinues, too, to be a department habit to order tribunals to exempt appli­cants for no reasonable excuse. And England is teeming with non-combat­ant young men wearing the red tab of headquarters or the khaki of soft jobs far from the sound of war. It is not lack of men that keeps the army in want.

The food problem is too wide to be more than touched here. There is no daylight showing, even after almost a year of submarine war. Hundreds of orders have been issued by the Food Controller, thousands of appeals. But they have affected little save to estab­lish prices at an unjustifiable level, force the poor to stand in queues hours of every day, and reserve to the merchant an exhorbitant profit. The House of Commons is made up of men interested in trade—one would know it without acquaintance with the mem­bers. It may safely be said that not a single law observes the good of the people at the expense to the merchant. Merchants are making more money than they ever dreamed of. The country is bringing in the food stuffs and handing them over to the stores for extreme profits. And when a law threatens to interfere, the merchants ignore it with impunity. Laws that appear every few days in public print are openly flouted, and to protest is to be denied supplies. Every time a maximum price is established by regu­lation it instantly becomes the mini­mum price as well. Now and then a merchant in some distant village or in the East End of London is proceeded against, and the papers are so filled with threats that few read them.

The attempt to regulate prices and supplies have demonstrated the in­ability of the authorities to organize and devise reasonable methods. Only those of the lower classes who have time to stand in queues can obtain sup­plies. Thus the hard-working muni­tion makers find themselves short half the week. England’s short stocks seem to be reserved for the idle, and no at­tempt has yet been made to change it. Take sugar as an example of mudd­ling. Although the rationing of sugar was determined on more than six months before it was put into force, the plan had to be completely altered during that six months, after the first scheme had been issued and everyone had done his part in the registration, and for reasons that were obviously insuperable defects from the start. It is also an instance of the wasted and misdirected zeal of officialdom that the postal customs filched two pounds of sugar from a small gift sent from Can­ada to a Canadian war worker in Eng­land, and at the same time, on the Government’s own figures, 8,000 tons a week were being issued above the ra­tions without any effort to trace them.

A half dozen food commodities have been short, not so much because they were not in the stores but from unfair and unequal distribution. In every commodity in which the demand seems to exceed the supply there has been a riot of mismanagement and unfair­ness. The last month of 1917 saw an insistent demand for rationing all round, to prevent queues and to en­sure something resembling even dis­tribution. If there was one thing in the situation that was threatening un­rest it was the manner in which the food question was handled.

The shortage of other commodities has been equally mismanaged. Petrol affords an illuminating example. Given over finally into the hands of a pool formed of the importers them­selves, it travelled upwards in price until a government investigation was demanded, when it immediately drop­ped several cents a gallon. The Govern­ment’s later efforts to control its use have driven many cars from the streets, but more by threat than by force. Petrol may still be used for domestic business, for business purposes, for going to and from the station, and for everything connected with war work. The loopholes were innumerable. So long as a man is in khaki no questions are asked. Business men have their cars for running to the office, actors have licences at their pleasure, but, worst of all, the taxi is practically unrestricted. For the Lord Mayor’s banquet orders were given that anyone might use his car.

Now and then the law bestirs itself in a characteristic manner. A taxi driver was fined $250 for carrying a government official and his wife many miles into the country to bury their pet dog in a dog cemetery—but noth­ing was done to the official. A poor street match vendor was fined for overcharging for a box of matches— but a hundred stores were at the same time openly doing the same, and other laws were being broken. A Canadian General’s mother was summoned for using petrol to attend church—but she might have hired a taxi to take her to a restaurant and have kept its en­gine running during the meal. Two women were fined for engaging a car that was not a taxi to take them to the theatre—but had the garage keep­er sent a taxi nothing could have been done to them.

It is such inconsistencies that bring the authorities and their methods into disrepute, until one wonders how much it takes at home to discount the country’s best efforts in the field.

A similar indecision and fatuous­ness exists in the treatment of alien enemies. There is no reason why Ger­many should not be kept informed of all that England contemplates, if free­dom of German-born means espionage and all the world knows by this time that it does. Scores of influential Ger­mans continue to be granted freedom and other favours, each backed by prominent politicians or titled people. When Laszlo, a popular Austrian painter, proved by a letter three years ago to be an Austrian at heart—when he was brought before a court of in­quiry for internment, several of Eng­land’s most prominent men protested against locking him away; and be­cause they were of the upper classes the Government refused to divulge their names. There is a large fund collected in England for the dependants of interned Germans, Cadburys, of cocoa fame, being the main sup­porters. And the wives of these in­terned Germans are already granted an allowance higher than the wives of the British soldiers used to get. The interned ones, too, were given more liberal allowances of food than are prescribed for the British people. The brother of the German Governor who murdered Nurse Cavell, interned in England, was allowed to enter a nurs­ing home on the plea of ill-health. An army officer, once Krupp’s agent in London, ordered out of France as a suspicious person, although with the British forces, was immediately taken on the British Intelligence Depart­ment where military secrets are the only commodity dealt in. These in­stances of extreme tolerance and folly might be multiplied over and over again.

For almost two years I have studied Britain’s methods at home for making war. I have made every allowance for tradition, for excusable conditions. I have looked through the eyes of an Imperialist. But in the end I can see an early end to the war only by more aggressive and sensible methods. Eng­land does not make war with both fists—that is the trouble.