A public disgrace

LOGGER, Vancouver, B.C.:
Canadian Forest Products Bea-
ver Cove logging division has
now reopened after the Xmas
closure. On January 26 em-
ployees were instructed to re-
port for a special boat leaving
from Northern Navigation
docks, foot of Commissioner
Street in Vancouver, time,
7:45 am.

At 6:30 am. the crowd had
started to gather outside the
dock in the pouring rain. Men
huddled together and cursed
the fact that no shelter was
available. Suit cases, grips
and packs, along with their
owners, had to sop up the
“liquid sunshine.”

Just before 8 am. the long-
shoremen opened the ware-
house which, while cold’ and
dirty, was at least a roof to
keep off the driving rain.

In this temporary shelter
some men dodged back and
forth to keep clear of the
machines, which were busy
moving cargo. Others jammed

_ into a corner’and just stayed

put.. Toilet facilities were
found to be very unsanitary
and certainly not suitable to
handle a crowd of over 400
workers.

The nearest cafe, where a
guy could get a cup of hot
java, was five blocks away;
and when a coffee van did ar-
Tive the boys had to line up
in the rain, to buy their cof-
fee and doughnuts, which
were soon sold out.

The next lineup was for

A leading Polish ballerina,
a performance in Vancouver on February 22 at the In

-Clara Kmitto, who is visiting Canada as
ternational Cinema. She won the hearts

tickets; a makeshift table was
set up and_ transportation
slips handed out.

Around 9:30 am. the boat
tied up; disembarking pass-
engers pushed their way
through the crowd, heading
for the bright lights, Many
disgusted loggers would
have tagged along, if jobs had
been a little more plentiful.

After having to wait at the
gangway like a bunch of
sheep until] the baggage was
unloaded and the outbound
cargo all aboard, the loggers
finally got on the ship and
at 11:15 a.m., after almost five
hours of unnecessary waiting,
set sail for their destination.

Why do decent working peo-
ple have to be subjected to
such indignities? It is time for
the IWA leadership to take
some action and ensure that
there is no repeat perform-
ance.

The government should be
forced -to establish civilized
methods for handling the
travelling public, a very large
number of whom, on. this
coast, are loggers.

The primitive arrangements
now in existence at Northern
Navigation have no place in
our modern society. They are
a disgrace to Vancouver and
to our country.

A new subscriber

H.B., Toronto,: Enclosed my
sub. For years I havé been
reading your very fine paper
in a hit-and-miss fashion; now

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urist will give

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of many Canadians by her appearances at Slavic concerts in Hamilton, Winnipeg and

Torsnto during the past few weeks,
agreed to appear at concerts in Vancouver,
Poland next month,

and so great was the demand to see her that she
Edmonton and Calgary before returning to

I want my own copy at my
own home and on my own
time! :

May I say that your paper
is extremely well-written and
readable, keeps editorializing
to a minimum (or else it is
done so subtly that I haven’t
noticed) and has wide inter-
est among my circle of friends
here.

No matter how hard we
try, my husband and I never
seem to be able to get around
to that part of the country
from which your paper origi-
nates, and so we must rely
on information like we get
from your articles to keep us
up-to-date.

You make the west coast
seem very inviting — if job
prospects were better. And in-
cidently, your labor, unem-
ployed. committees can show
the rest of the country some-
thing in that regard.

Keep up the good work! A
paper like yours can do much
to organize and rally the job-
less to get the government
moving.

Jubilee Camp

MRS. YOLANDA CHAND-
LER, Vancouver, B.C.: The
Childrens Jubilee Camp As-
sociation is holding a -special
meeting Sunday, March 1 at
1:30 p.m. in the Stry. Hall,
125 East 8th Avenue. A film
of the camp will be -shé6wn
and plans discussed for the
coming season. Visitors are
welcome.

Roz Russell rescues

lightweight comedy

HE MOTION picture ver-
T sion of Auntie Mame is a
funny idea, suffering some-
what from inflation.

In book form this ~bit of
lightweight whimsy, with no
pretense at either truth or
profundity, made a happy eve-
ning’s reading.

The story deals with a boy
who on the death of his
father, goes to live with his
wealthy aunt, living high,
wide and handsome in New
York City.

Auntie Mame is a sucker
for every avante guard idea
in interior decorating and
clothes, every quack with
some new, far out idea in
education, health practices, or
other roads to the “good life.”
The author poked fun at all
the crazes that swept society
in the weird and wonderful
twenties.

The book was a best seller.
Made into a stage play it was
a long-run hit on Broadway,
with Rosalind Russell in the
title role.

Apparently, Hollywood was
so impressed with this fat
financial record, it neglected
to note the basic shallowness
of the work. So Auntie Mame
comes out as a movie that,
even for Hollywood, is in the
ultra grand manner. The sets
are so elaborate and color-
ful, they could only serve as
proper background for some-
thing of the emotional scope
of grand opera or the story of
the Bible.

Despite these flaws-— and.
a plot as disjointed as any-
thing you’re likely to find —
Auntie Mame manages to come
to life with moments of comedy
that sets the audience roaring.

Credit for this goes mainly
to the efforts of the incom-
parable Miss Rosalind Russell.
She is a tremendous actress,
both in the scenes calling for
tenderness and in those involv-
ing comedy, from slapstick
up the scale. She’s -almost
never at a loss in the part, and

.in Auntie Mame this takes no

small skill.
MASON ROBERSON

amaranth,

the truth,

never fades.

The fields of amaranth

By MARION PHILIPOVICH

J do not envy the sad poet, with all

His wreaths of sculptured dreams

That flourish in the magic of his soul,

To crowd his heart, with all his stirring themes.

I envy not at all, the poet and all

His golden dawns and passionate appeals
That only he above all mortal men
Owns all the lovely, amaranthine fields.

His field of amaranth forever blooms and ali
Its beauty to the highest peak his spirit brings,
But only deep within his heart is it secure

For after all, they’re just imaginary things.

© not for the poet, does my envg lie
His claims I cannot truly understand,
For I believe ,there’s only one who sees true

And that’s the TEACHER in a socialist land!

I envy him, and all his proud and joyous, work ,
But most of all, the freedom that he has to teach

His part_in building truly wondrous man
Out of all the beautiful and eager Soviet youth.

They are his living, breathing amaranth,
Full flowered blossoming that will not cease
To show the world, truth-guarded ways

To that undying, amaranthine peace!

O yes, I love the poet too, and all

» The wealth he gives from that imagined yield,
But I do love the TEACHER even more,
For he can till a LIVING, amaranthine field.

* Amaranth: in poetry, an imaginary flower that

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