The fact that the Biitish soldiers returned to England from Flanders in high spirits after withstanding a terrific hammering as Germans Jaunched one violent attack after another when the Allies dashed to the sea, is shown in the following lett addressed to the editor of "Lif magazine, which shows all the tenacity, all the guts of the British character.
The lightness with which two young Englishmen, who went through the drama of Dunkirk, discussed their experiences a day after the last survivors had been taken off the beach of Dunkirk, is just one of the many proofs of the wonderful moral of British soldiers, even in the face of death, rained from the sky by the German airmen.
The letter follows: "The epic of the evacuation, the drama of Dunkirk, will never be completely writ-ien. All its horrors and heroisms will provide the material for future unwritten memoirs and many histories. would like to add a very small footnote to this story before it is too late. It is the exquisitely brief description of how two Englishmen who were there, saw it and told their staggering stories to each other. In the magnificent understatement of their recital lies perhaps all the strength, all the tenacity, all the guts of the British character Torpedoed on Way The scene is a small dining room of a wayside inn on a beautiful unny day in Gloucestershire, ' June (This is the day after the last survivors had been taken off the beach at Dunkirk.) Enter two young Bwitish non-commissioned officers, healthy, rangy and red-faced. One of them is a redhead, the other a curlybaired bland. They shake hands stiffly, smile awkwardly, mumble first names at each other. You see that they are acquainted but have met for the first time in several weeks. They proceed at once to a dining-room table. They order lunch thoughtfully id this conversation follows Red Head—H-um you get back?
Bland Officer R. H.:—Day befo ing) How was it?
B. O.:—Had quite er-when did terday, You?
(Pause for eat-a party.
R. H.:—We did too. Rum business. Sce many Jerries? Kept it up all the was just got him (Pause for eating) B. O.:—Well..how did it happen?
h, the Jerries gave him everything.
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