A Love Of Tradition Has Never Weakened

There Is At Least One Thing Worse Than Fighting With Allies - And That Is To Fight Without Them

An Iron Curtain Has Descended Over Europe.

The Gratitude Of Every Home In Our Island, In Our Empire, And Indeed Throughout The World, Except In The Abodes Of The Guilty, Goes Out To The British Airmen Who, Undaunted By Odds, Unwearied In Their Constant Challenge And Mortal Danger, Are Turning The Tide Of The World War By Their Prowess And By Their Devotion. Never In The Field Of Human Conflict Was So Much Owed By So Many To So Few.

No One Ever Came To Grief-except Honorable Grief-through Riding Horses. No Hour Of Life Is Lost That Is Spent In The Saddle. Young Men Have Often Been Ruined Through Owning Horses, Or Through Backing Horses, But Never Through Riding Them; Unless Of Course They Break Their Necks, Which, Taken At A Gallop, Is A Very Good Death To Die.

People Who Are Not Prepared To Do Unpopular Things And Defy The Clamor Of The Multitude Are Not Fit To Be Ministers In Time Of Difficulty.