KSAWERY PRUSZYNSKI, A POLISH SOLDIERJOURNALIST, BORN IN THE UKRAINE, ESCAPED

AT THE BEGINNING OF THE WAR FROM POLAND, JOINED THE POLISH ARMY IN FRANCE, FOUGHT IN NORWAY, PLEADS FOR UNDERSTANDING FOR HIS FELLOW POLISH SOLDIERS, SAYING
NEED FOR A HOME LIFE Explains these Polish Scottish marriages
From a Special Correspondent "Our soldiers are after your Scottish girls," said the Polish priest to the Presbyterian minister of the Scots village where a lot of Poles were billeted.
"I understand they have matrimonial intentions," was the reply.
" Don't you believe it! Mine is a flock of wolves rather than of lambs. They are not thinking of marriage at all."
I quote this dialogue from Polish Invasion, a racily written book by the Polish soldier-journalist, Ksawery Pruszynski (Minerva Publishing Com
pany. 3s. 6d.).
A breezy survey of the life now being lived by thousands of Polish troops in Scotland, it smiles upon and cutouts up a difficult problem—that le, the contacts being madc between Catholic Poles and the Protestant lassies of Scotland.
TWO MORE WEDDINGS
The Catholic chaplain, says Pruszynski in his book, " had dared to bridge the chasm between the Churches of Scotland and Rome by going to the village parson to express his fears." But the latter was pleased ; he had visions of the Light of the Gospel piercing the darkness of the Pap:sts' souls as it shone from the innocent eyes of his bonnie
maidens. He could prove that the Poles' intentions were honourable. " I have just announced two more weddings," he told the priest sweetly The chaplain returned to camp and thundered at his men,." Promhe at least that instead of talking nonsense to those girls you will convince them of the superiority of our Holy Faith over their heresy," he said. '' Remind them of their blessed Queen Mary Stuart."
Some of the more conscientious did, and mentioned the martyred Queen in between gulps of milk at the local cafe where they courted their girls Oh, yes," they replied, " we saw the film."
"WE WANT DOLT AN " This happy-go-lucky author gets to the heart of the reader light from the first pages. Not bothering his bead whether his equally happy-go-lucky comrades abide by the Church's laws ou mixed marriages or not, the Polish Invasion to which dour Scotland has taken kindly is his excuse to open a warm heart to people who have been hospitable to him and to his. Thus his last chapter is a post-war vision of a fleet ot measure steamers from Scotland arriving at Gdynia to bring the MacMillan ana MacDonald families with whom the Poles were billeted, and to give them a right royal time in reconquered Poland. Oh, yes. the guests are to include Sir Patrick Dollen, the Catholic Lard Provost of Glasgow 1
" We want Dollen! " yelled in chorus the soldiers as they discussed in their ScottiSh camp plans for the party. " Give us our Dalian!" came the echo.
" Good old Dollanowski 1" cried another. using the approved Polish version of the na-ne.
BONNIE PRINCE CHARLIE MARRIED A POLE
Charming features 1M the book include a learned dissertation on whisky in the officers' mess, and some light delving into history to discover a parallel in Polish-Scottish, relations, from which one learns that the Young Pretender, Prince Charles Edward, known as Bonnie Prince Charlie, married the gland. daughter of Jan Sobieski, King of Poland.
Here condensed is a delightful piece of nonsense culled from the book, and in view of the fun I got from reading this and sitni lar passages I readily forgive Pruszynski the flights of imagination that could be mischievous if misunderstood.
" Tell me, gentlemen," said the Polish General before the traditional Sunday bridge, " tell nit how to account for the popularity enjoyed by the Poles with the fair sex of this pleasant country."
Two chaplains were present. " I think," said the elder, " that it is due to the Catholic spirit which our men radiate, not without calling forth a longing, quite natural among Protestants, to return . ."
"On the contrary,' broke in the other, " it seems likely that it is the immoral side of the soldiers' charactc, that holds an attraction for women, who have always been known for their sinful inclinations."
ATTRACTIONS OF HOME " Money, Sir: it's really money," said the Colonel. " Our men have good pay. They take the girls to the cinema, and give them sweets and coffee.' " No," said tits 'Cadet who had been sounding the Scottish natives on the subject, " The Scots say it's because we are such good liars. No one in these parts can lie as we can."
Whereupon ensued an amusing discussion on lying, the Cadet, who happened to be an Oxford graduate, having most of the say. But he finished on a note which rang as true as truth itself when he said:
,, The Poles are sensitive to the attractions of a home, since their own homes are so far away. They want womanly affection and softness, which is such a contrast after their two years of soldiering in the roughest conditions That is why they desire marriage and family life just now, when they are something remote and unattainable." .