S o u th ern O regon M iner, T hursd ay, N ovem b er 16, 1944
GOD IS MY
CO-PILOT
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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
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A lt e r
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Burm a Is In the band* ot Japs he meets
General Stilwell and hl* party
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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
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coming North from Shwebo up the
railroad to Myitkyina finally wound
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eat nine coyote* refugees, we broke all the rules and
regulations because we had to. There
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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
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ports we’d never get them all out,
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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
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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
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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.
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know that several Japs died be­
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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-
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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
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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
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ping on the walkway of the left wing,
I threw first one leg and then the
other over the side of the fuselage
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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
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with my foot, and now I heard the
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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
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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
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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,
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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.
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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
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