Europe—whither bound? (Quo vadis Europa?) : $b being letters of travel from the capitals of Europe in the year 1921Graham, Stephen
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Europe—whither bound? (Quo vadis Europa?) : $b being letters of travel from the capitals of Europe in the year 1921
Graham, Stephen
Europe -- Description and travel
The same demonstrations with the same banners parade for days. On
Sunday there is a review in front of the Russian Cathedral, and a
French General pins decorations on Polish heroes. Great throngs in the
streets sing the Marseillaise bareheaded. Warsaw breathes in and
breathes out--hot air. Not all the Poles, however, share in this
excitement. There were many in Warsaw who looked on coldly at the
proceedings. "There is a Governmental claque that starts all these
demonstrations" said one of them. "You ought not to be deceived by
that any more than by the new posters on the walls every day.
Bill-stickers are sent out by the Government each night. The people do
not paste up these posters themselves. Most of us are in a desperate
plight trying to earn an honest living. The only way to get rich is to
work in with the administration and share in the spoil."
It is a common opinion that the low value of the mark (over 8,000 to
the pound sterling) is due to the Government printing it _ad libitum_
to meet its private ends. It is a gross scandal that the exchange
value should have so fallen. With such a currency it is doubtful
whether the present constitution of Poland can last. It already
isolates Poland economically from the rest of Europe, and she cannot
import goods even from Germany at such a rate. There is a vast, poor,
seedy, underfed population. Food is comparatively cheap, and the
peasant is evidently being quietly robbed, by giving him only a fifth
of the money-value of his products, but even so a tiny loaf of bread
costs twenty marks. There is butter. There is no sugar (at cafes
there is liquid saccharine and you pass the saccharine bottle from one
to another). An obligatory seventy-five mark dinner of two courses is
served at the restaurants, but the mass of the people live on bread and
sausage.
There has been a great exodus from the Ghetto to Russia, and Warsaw can
no longer be said to be a predominantly Jewish city. The dignified
Semite in his black gaberdine and low-crowned hat is now only an
occasional figure on the Jerozolimska and Nowy Swiat. And the poor
Jews of the slums are not multitudinous as they were. On the main
street various trans-Atlantic shipping companies have opened offices
and offer to book emigrants right through to the United States. These
offices from morning till evening are crammed with people trying to get
away from Poland. Here may be found, in addition to the local
population, a certain number of people from Soviet Russia who have
bribed the Polish officials and are trying to get to the land of
opportunity as Poles. The United States, however, looks very coldly on
these would-be citizens, be they Poles or Russians or Ukrainians or
Letts or Lithuanians, or any other nationality of these suspected parts
of Europe. The number of visas granted is now being cut down to a
three per cent of previous emigration basis.
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