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Sun (Christchurch), Volume I, Issue 166, 19 August 1914, Page 4

The message which we publish to-day advising of the landing of the British Expeditionary .force in France emphasises to the full the absurd method of censorship that has obtained since the outbreak ©f hostilities. Iv is now a matter of a week or more since news came through announcing in veiled terms the landing of an expeditionary division from England, and since that time statements have been sent across the seas to the effect that a juncture had been effected between the British relief and the other allied forces. It seems that we have been thoroughly misled with respect to the Expeditionary Force. While the world pictured ifc as operating on the front of tlie German advance, it had not left England. This little fiction is on a par with a large proportion of the alleged "news" from the seat of war that has

been filtering through. Highly coloured stories in favour of the Allies and detrimental to the Germans have passed through the hands of the censor, and been circulated throughout the world. On more than one occasion The Sun has warned its readers against surh pretty fictions which would do credit to the virulent American "Yellow Press.''' Day after day the cables have recounted hair-raising exploits of Oiiidacsque heroes in "the air, on horseback, and on foot. It is only just to add that much of this nonsense emanated from Paris and Brussels, but the fact remains that we on this side of the globe have been kept very much in the dark as to Avhat was actually taking place on ami about the debatable frontiers. However, at last we have the reassuring knowledge that a British force has Ijpded on the Continent. This information, it is possible, has been delayed intentionally. With the advance guard of the German invasiou down as far as Wavre, this relief has not come too soon. But the fact that a few lays ago French officers were across the Channel conferring with the Tmrv>rial authorities suggests that the Expeditionary Force has reached Franc.s at a time that would best suit the convenience of the Allies. From the coast to the Belgian theatre of war is a matter of some 60 or 70 miles, and there should be little delay in the Britishers being rushed to the front. The signs point to a definite and mighty clash S.E. of Brussels, on a battlefield full of historic memories.