"Our Scotland"

Reports from Scotland last week told the mellowing influence of Polish troops on the weather-tempered Scottish character :

> Billeted in Scotland since the fall of France have been some 20,000 Poles who fought first in the Polish Army, then in the French, and now have their own units in the British Army. Learning English, the Poles have taught their hosts enough Polish so that in pubs near the camps even natives are as apt to say "Naz drowie" as "Here's how." And on the streets a Pole's "Good morning" is as likely as not to be answered by "Dzien dobry," with an "r" like a watchman's rattle.

> Strong nationalists themselves, the Pol ish soldiers have been quick to appreciate that Scotland is Scotland, not a part of England, and they share in Scottish pride. One Polish lieutenant answered "English slanders" about highland weather: "Actually our Scotland has a better climate than London."

> The Polish Army choir has further built up good will by adding a Slavic swing to the highland lilt of Loch Lomond and Bonnie Dundee.

> Heretofore Scottish wooing has tended to be matter-of-fact, not to say brusque. The Poles, past masters of the soulful gaze and the kissing of hands, have given lassies an entirely new perspective on courtship. Even Scottish lads, spurred on by this high-voltage romantic competition, admit: "We've learned more about lovemaking from the Poles than anything else."

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