World: The Canadians

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McNaughton is not one to fret about the supreme command, whether it falls to him, to the U.S. Army's General George C. Marshall, or to any one of several others: General Brooke, or Lord Louis Mountbatten (TIME, June 8), who at invasion time will probably have his hands full with his Commandos; Lieut. General Dwight D. Eisenhower, the interim U.S. commander in Europe; or to the aggressive, hard-driving commander of Britain's Home Forces, Lieut. General Bernard Paget, whom U.S. officers in Britain admire.

The Canadians are enough for McNaughton. His handful of professional soldiers from Canada's tiny, pre-war regular army; his French-Canadians, anxious to prove their worth in combat; a U.S. Negro from Alabama, many another war-hearted American who crossed the border to join the Canadian forces before Dec. 7; lawyers, laborers, Newfies, townsmen and farmers, fishermen and frontiersmen wait with him in his Canadian Army Overseas for the time to attack. With him they hope that they can reclaim the Canadian graves in France.* Said General McNaughton last March, when he visited President Roosevelt in Washington:

"I have never done anything else but talk of an offensive in Europe. . . . We intend to give it to the Hun—right in the belly."