S o u th ern O regon M iner, T hursd ay, N ovem b er 16, 1944 GOD IS MY CO-PILOT If lem on Juice is squeezed over bananas and apples after they arc sliced , they w ill not becom e dark. —•— Try drying your wool sw e a te r s on a window screen . It allow s free circulation. — e— ’ When the fabric of your umbrel* la is completely worn, take the fra m e to be re-co v ered —or do it yourself. U se the original a s a pat tern and stitch up a co v er of w aterproof or firm , tightly w oven m a teria l. U sually a yard of 39- inch fabric w ill be sufficient. C o l. R o b e r t L .S c o tt The »lory (hut tar: Robsrl Srott. ■ West Point graduate, begini p nriu it train' In i at Panama alter «inning hl* wing* at Kelly Field. Texaa. When the war som e* Io nt be it an In tlru rlo r la Cali torn!a. and tearing he « ill always be an In itru cto r be « r ite t to many generals pleading tot a than e* at combat Sytng, and at last the opportunity comes. He 1 says good by to h it « ite and baby and leaves tor Florida, where be pick* up hl* Flying Fortre»«. He t ie * to India «here tor some time he Is a terry pilot, tyin g supplies Into Burm a, but be does not like this Job. They By over bombed and burn Chln„ e „ B u rm a ta il* . A lt e r —•— Burm a Is In the band* ot Japs he meets General Stilwell and hl* party Do not clean the en a m el top of an oven w ith a w et, cold cloth as th e en a m el is apt to crack. Let it cool first. CHAPTER X Back at the field I found that Payne had loaded the transport with Soak an old chicken in v in egar forty sick or wounded Ghurkai. In and w ater for a few hours to m ak e | fact, we had to keep more from get it tender. ting aboard by threatening them w’ith our guns, for after all. we had Do not p la ce hot or w arm foods the same small field for taking off in the refrigerator to cool. The we'd had for landing. Johnny swung w arm th w ill ra ise the tem p eratu re the ship into the wind and we were and the food is lik ely to spoil, off in some six hundred feet. We ow ing to the sudden ch a n g e in went in many times again, after tem perature. the Ghurkas had lengthened the run way slightly, and we finally moved out most of the soldiers before the I monsoon rains ran us out But I'll 1 never forget Captain Payne's feat in that first landing of a transport at D E P A R T M E N T Fort Hertz. Following the defeat of the Allied armies Jown in southern and cen tral Burma, the refugees poured to the North and to the Northwest. • P ersons now t i i n t J ia t o t n t i i l Those to the Northwest tried to walk i o j i u i r j w ill not i p f l f w ith o u t sta te - out by the Lido Road, which was a m t o i t r u l i U h i r irotn th eir lo ca l nothing more than a game trail. U n ited S tatea E m p lo ym en t S e rv ic e . Many of them died, and of those who came out many died after enter L IM B E R H A N D L E R S and sawmill men w ith ra in clothes; board and room a vail ing India. I heard stories of bod able. JONES L IM B E R CO.. 5.7OO SW ies by the hundreds, almost buried Macadam A t « .. Portland, O r*. (Take W il J in the mud, all along the trail from liams bus, south bound'. Burma to India. Those who kept coming North from Shwebo up the railroad to Myitkyina finally wound M A K E W R IT IN G F O R R A D IO your pro up on Myitkyina's small field, anx fession. Comprehensive home study course iously waiting for aerial transporta prepares you. Details: BOX 1114 - Beverly Hills. Calif. tion over the remaining one hundred and ninety miles to Dinjan. Some of the loads that ferry pilots B E L U C K Y . W ear a genuine Seminole In - packed into those D C -3 ’ S would have dlan doll. Servicemen like to ca rry 'em too, curdled the blood of the aeronauti- Colorful. 35c. H IT C H IN G POST R A N C H , , . . .u ¡ „ H ollywood , F lorida . cal engineers who designed the ship. The C-47. or DC-3, as the airlines called the Douglas transport, was constructed to carry a full load of 3 O M E FO R A G ED conval.. best food, kind twenty-four passengers or six thou treatm ent; warm rms.: efficient nursing; The maximum alti lower rates. M cF A L L R ES T H O M E . 47» E . sand pounds. Washington 8t., Hillsbsrs. Oreg. Pb. 167». tude was expected to be about 12,000 feet—but we later went a minimum of 18,000 across the hump, and tome- j times we had to go to 21,500 to miss the storms and ice. Carrying the eat nine coyote* refugees, we broke all the rules and regulations because we had to. There 6E0RG E EDWARDS, LIVINGSTON. MONT, were women and children, pregnant _________________________________ women, and women so old that they presumably couldn't have gone to the altitude that was necessary to cross into India. There were hun R E C A P T IR E S , any quantity, wholesale, dreds of wounded British soldiers 307. off OPA ceiling. C.O.D.. F .O .B . Los with the most terrible gangrenous Angeles. W ill ship on certificates or OPA authority without certificates. Resident infections. At the beginning we used salesman wanted. ' to load the wounded first, those who A C M E T IR E A R U B B E R CO.. 515 E ast , « . . , . . Washington Bivd., Los Angeles is , C a lif. | were worst off; but later, when we realized that with our few trans- ports we’d never get them all out, —Buy War Savings Bonds— we took only the able-bodied. That was a hard decision to make, but , we looked at it Anally from the the ory that those must be saved who ' could some day fight again. I remember one of the bravest men I have ever seen, who helped us load and control the refugees on the field at Myitkyina. He was a Creomulsion relieves promptly be muse It goes right to the seat of the big, bearded Sikh officer, one of the trouble to help loosen and expel aristocratic British colonials. He germ laden phlegm, and aid nature must have been six-feet-two, a fine to soothe and heal raw, tender, in looking man. He worked religious flamed bronchial m u cou s m em - branes. Tell your druggist to sell yon ly with the refugees and soldiers, a bottle of Creomulsion with the un always efficient, always trying to derstanding you must like the way It send those out who should have quickly allays the cough or you are gone. I can see him now, standing to have your money back. there in his tattered uniform, with his turban perfectly placed on his dark head, his beard waving in the For Coughs, Chest Colds, Bronchitis wind from the idling propellers. He would patiently herd the passengers into the transport, sometimes hold ing hysterical people back physical ly, and in more crucial times pull ing his pistol, but never becoming Do You Hate HOT FLASHES? I f you suffer from hot flashes, feel flustered or excited. I sometimes weak, nervous, a b it blue at times— think he was the greatest soldier I a ll due to the functional "middle- age" period peculiar to women—try have ever seen. Day after day. as Lydia E. Plnkham 's Vegetable Com the Japs moved North and ever clos pound to relieve such symptoms. er to Myitkyina, he would be there, Taken regularly—Plnkham 's Com- pound helps build up resistance doing his thankless job. against such annoying symptoms Plnkham 's Compound Is made When the end came, and 1 knew especially for women—it Helps na that the field would be taken in the ture and th a t’i the kind of medi cine to buy I Follow label directions next few hours, I went to him and explained the situation. I found, LYDIA E. RINKHAM’S m m p w w however, that he knew more about it than I knew myself. The refugees had told him, he said, and he knew 46 44 W NU— 13 this was the last day we could land there. So I asked him to get aboard my ship and leave for India; after all, he was an officer and could best be used when once again the British entered Burma. Help T hem Cleanse th e Blood The Sikh officer refused with ma o f H arm ful Body W aste jestic pride. His orders had been Your kidneys are constantly filtering to stay there and supervise the evac- waste matter from the blood itream. But kidney* ■ometimss lag in their work— do uation of those refugees, and he con not act as Nature intended— fail to re sidered that trust sacred. We had move impuritiee that, if retained, may oieon the system and upeet the wh poiso to leave him, and when I last saw body machinery. Winery, him he was herding the ever-increas Symptoms me may be nagging baekacbe, persistent headache, attack* attack of dizziness, ing numbers of stricken people on getting up nights, swelling, puffiness to the North, towards Fort Hertz and under the eyes— a feeling of nervous anxiety and loss of pep and strength. the blind valley that led inevitably Other signs of kidney or bladder dis to the impassably mountains towards order are sometimes burning, scanty ot too frequent urination. Tibet. I guess the Japs finally got There should be no doubt that prompt him. But I know how he must have treatment is wiser than neglect. Uss Doan'e Pill». Doan'e have been winning died, with tliat pistol in his hand, sew friends for more than forty years. and finally just the knife—and I They have a nation-wide reputation. Are recommended by grateful people the know that several Japs died be country over. Ask your neiffhhor 1_____ fore they killed him. W NU. R tL tA S t came! The clouds built up so black and high and thick that you could no longer go around them or over them—you had to Just get on Instru ments and bore through. In some ways, though. It was a relief—for there in the safety of God's ele ments the Japs couldn't bother our unarmed ships. Many times I heard the remark that there was always something good in everything—even bad weather. I can hear still some of those pilots griping, saying they never thought the day would come when they'd be out looking tor bad weather. But it was the truth. With the Jap fighter ships all over Burma now. it was comforting to know that there were rain clouds to dodge Into with the transports. On April 28, the AVG finally had to leave Loiwing, due to the failure of the air-warning net to the South. They moved on back to Paoshan by Mengshth, and finally to Kunming. One day about that time 1 went over to see General Chennuult. for I had a question I wanted to ask h in t- one that I'd carried on my mind ever since I'd been shanghaied off the “dream mission.” I still wanted to fight. Though this Ferry Com- CLASSIFIED HELP WANTED MISCELLANEOUS TRAPPER'S SUPPLIES Edwards’ Wolf RECAP TIRES Relief At Last For Your Cough CREOMULSION WOMEN, W a tc h Y o u r K id n e y s / D oans P ills The winds from the Indian Ocean grew stronger, and the monsoon sea- flan began. And oh boy, the rains t K tough looking man wulked Into a lawyer's office tn Boston and wanted to know: “ Do you respect confidential Information given by a client?” “ Yes, of course,” replied the law yer. “ Well, then, exactly what la the number of years you can get for holding up a government mall truck?” The lawyer consulted his books: "Ten years,” he answered. “When did this crime take place?” “Oh, It's »till la the planning stage,” the gangster replied. 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I M M f l y o u s li- . p I ’lnrx Is a mieclal compound of proven Ingredients, In concentrated form, well-know n fo r Its prompt action on throat and bronchial m em branes. Money refunded If not pluuaed In every way. I read the technical flies and learned every little item about the Allison engine and the engine controls. I memorized the armament section of the book, and by morning I was ready to put theory into pructlce and test it out. That morning I found a painter. Buying red and white paint from the village. 1 had him paint the shark'* mouth on the lower nose of tlie Cur Clock Watcher tiss Kittyhawk. On that afternoon Hurry—How did Brown happen to ot April 30, I remember that as lose control of his car Just as he I waited for the paint to dry, I reached the railroad crossing? walked round and round tny ship, Jerry—Well, you know Brown. admiring the graceful lines, a feel He's the kind of a fellow who al ing of pride in my heart I gloried ways drops everything as soon as in the slender fuselage, in the knife- I the whistle blows. like edges of the little wings. The sharp noae of the spinner looked like SINGLE BLISS an arrow to me—the nose that sloped back to the leering shark's mouth. At sight of the wicked-look Headed For Itl ing blast tubes of the six fifty-calibre She— I'll love to share all your guns in the wings, I felt my chest trouble. expand another inch. This was He—But, darling, I haven't any. shark-nosed dynamite, all right—but She—I mean wait till we're m ar even then I did not quite realize ried. what a weapon this fighter ship could be when property handled. Small Fry 1 don't know how long I walked Johnny—What makes that kid around the fighter admiring it and down the block so tough? caressing its wicked-looking body. 1 Jimmy—Hts mother feeds him know the paint on the shark's mouth Joe—Do you think it's unlucky to marble cake, rock candy and brick hadn't dried yet—but I'd held the postpone a wedding? Ice cream I suspense as long as I could. This Bill—Not If you keep on doing Itl was as if 1 were rolling old sherry around on my tongue; sometime I had to really taste it. Now, step ANNOUNCING ping on the walkway of the left wing, I threw first one leg and then the other over the side of the fuselage M arket Week Association's Biggest Showing and slid into the little cockpit of the fighter. As I adjusted the rudder pedals and fastened my safety belt, I primed the engine a few shots. Turning on the toggle switches, I SEATTLE energized and engaged the starter with my foot, and now I heard the NOVEM BER 26 - 27 • 28 Allison break into a steady roar as (In conjunction with the Seattle Women's Apparel showing I moved the mixture control from “ idle cutoff.” Out in front of me—a at Olympic Hotel) long distance, it seemed—the heavy, eleven-foot, three-bladed prop be came a gray blur in my vision An Allison, or any high-powered engine, doesn't have to warm up. and idling will soon foul the plugs. I was taxy- ing almost as soon as the engine settled down to the steady roar. Very proudly I taxied out for my first take-off in the new Kittyhawk. All around me on the airdrome I could feel the jealous eyes of every American and British pilot, even those of the earth-bound coolies—or at least my ego thought it felt their “ The Gratae are Grast Feed«"— looks. During the test flight over the • Kellogg’s Corn Flakes bring you dark green acres of Assam tea gar nearly all the protective food elem ents dens. sweeping low over the Brah o f the whole grain declared essential maputra and then climbing steeply to human nutrition. for the Naga Hills, 1 contemplated with keen anticipation the wonderful days that lay ahead. Here was no defenseless transport, no lumbering and unwieldy four-engine bomber— here was a fighting weapon, with a heart and a soul like the other com bat ships. But more than that, here was an instrument of war with a distinct individuality, a tempera mental devil of the skies. Truly like a beautiful woman, it went smoothly and sweetly at times; and then, as speed increased, it might yaw dan gerously as the pressures built up. Again, It could become completely unstable. It had to be flown every second ot the time; Ignore It for one second and there was no auto matic pilot to keep it on course, no co-pilot to help you—it would fall away and very soon would be out of controL Yes, like a beautiful wom ASK MOTHER* SHE K N O W S .» . an, it demanded constant atten tion. There were no extra mem bers in the crew to worry about, and here in Assam there were no other fighter ships to worry about We were both isolated individuals. When I had landed and had taxied back to my niche in the heavy jungle trees surrounding the field, I climbed out and reverently patted the ship on the cowling. The P-40 was fast becoming a personality to me. Next day I tested my guns and dropped aluminum-powder practice bomba, bombs that leave a splash of aluminum paint on the ground or an aluminum slick on the water where they hit, in order to show the pilot how near he has come to the target. 1 aimed at the black snags in the river with the guns, then came around again and tried to dive and glide-bomb the snags with the little bombs. I was trying to train myself, trying to make up for the four years that I had been away from pursuit aviation and from tac tical training in the art of killing I needed a lot of this gunnery and bombing, for my life was very soon to depend on it. I ’ll never forget the first time 1 pressed the trigger of my guns and heard the co-ordinated roar of the six fifty-calibre machine guns. Just by pressing a small black button be low the rubber grip on my stick 1 could make three lines of orange tracers from each wing converge out ahead Of my fast-moving fighter and meet on the snags in the Brahma putra. Nearly a hundred shota a second those six Fifties threw out, • Ben-Gay acta /a rt to relieve cold aymptoma. Ask your and the muddy river turned to foam doctor about those famous pain-relieving agents, methyl near the targets. The sense of their salicylate and menthoLBen-Gay contains up to2 ’/a tim et power Impressed me as the recoil more of these ingredients than five other w idely offered slowed me many miles per hour in •ub-lna. M ild Ben-Gay was especially developed for my dive; I could feel my head snap children^ delicate akin. G et genuine Ben-Gay I forward from the deceleration. Sometimes when the guns on only one side would fire, the unequal kicks from the recoil would almost turn the ship. NEW W ASHINGTON HOTEL Home Study Courses Convalescent Home DAT DRKAM INO Lieut. Gen. Joseph (“ Vinegar Joe” ) Stilwell, one of the moat popu lar generals in the United States army, who has seen a lot of fighting on the Chinese front. mand was important. I'd been trained for a fighter pilot. And here I was. just sitting *up there in a transport, like a clay pigeon for the Japanese. I still remembered that for nine years I had been too young; then when war came I was suddenly told I was too old to be a fighter pilot. When had I been the right age? I wanted to tell General Chennault that story. At the great age of thirty-four, I just didn't consider that I was too old to fly fighter planes and with his help I meant to prove i t Even with only one fighter ship in the sky with our transports, I know I could give the boys in the transports just a little more con fidence. Besides, I kind of thought I had a date with destiny, so to speak—or at least a date with a Jap somewhere over there in Burma. I desperately wanted to slide in be hind one of those enemy bombers or fighters and shoot him down. Finally I had my chance to tell the story of my ambitions to Gen eral Chennault. Busy as he was, he listened to my case, and even as I talked I admired the great man more and more. Here. I knew, was a great officer and leader as well as a great pilot. Here was an Amer ican who was a General in the Chi nese Army, held by the Chinese in admiration and respect—a soldier who could see the problems that his modern war imposed on land armies as well as on navies and air power. Here, I knew, was genius. I told the General that I wanted one single P-40 to use in India and Burma. I knew they were scarce, but I would promise him that noth ing would happen to it, and the in stant he needed the ship I would fly it back to him in China. The Gen eral smiled. I'm sure he was think ing back and wondering whether, if he were in my position, he wouldn’t have begged for the same chance. He didn’t give me some excuse that he well might have used—that the P-40’s belonged to the Chinese Government, that it would have been against regulations, and so forth. General Chennault knew that I would use that “shark,” as we called the P-40’s, against the Japs. He made hia own regula tions then; what did it matter who killed the Japs and who used the P-40’s so long as they were being used for China? By the twinkle in his eyes 1 knew that I had won my case. The Gen eral said, “Some Forties are on the way from Africa now. You take the next one that comes through. Use it as long as you want to.” That’s the way I got the single fighter plane that was to work out of Assam. With anxious eyes I waited, look ing to the West for the next “sharks” to come to India. Thrse P-40E's or Kittyhawks came to us from Africa on April 29. Two went on to Kunming for the AVG, but Number 41-1498 stayed with me. It was mine, and I was as proud of it a t of the first bicycle my father had given me. All through the night » ★ America's Rivorrte Cereal/ w w ★ ★ ★ ★ CORN ♦ Í * FLAKES ★ ★ COR¡¡I t C L A B B E R G IR L /-¿Z/wW W hen CHEST COLDS come ano P eter P ain æ // ATTACKS... RUB/N (TO BE CONTINUED Sen-Gay