“The "Canadians" were a spirited and trained outfit from the very beginning; reflecting completely what would soon be the new army, as compared with the militia of the first days, and with the Lincolns of Jarama. It even had a bugler who awakened the men in the morning, summoned them to breakfast, lunch, and dinner, and put them appropriately to bed at night. In the sand-blown olive groves of Azaila, called "Windy Alley" by the Volunteers, the Lincoln survivors of Quinto and Belchite listened with something akin to horror to this bugle. And on the second morning of their arrival, the Canadians were somewhat late in rising, since these same intrepid Lincoln men (who had the stormed the heights of Purburell and smashed the fortress of Belchite) had stolen their bugle. That instrument, so the story goes, was placed beneath the tires of the Lincoln food-truck and flattened beyond repair.”