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il I WHO^S NEWS THIS WEEK By LEMUEL F. PARTON (Consolidated Features—WNU Service.) VIEW YORK.—Air Vice Marshal Arthur Coningham, command ing the air arm of the British offen sive in Libya, probably could find his way Psychologists Can around the Find No Subjects fighting ter- Among the R.A.F. withou ' ^ a map or a compass. For many years, off and on, he has been scouting this sun burnt waste of jagged rock and sand, with the British air force, based in Egypt. He is a husky and good-look ing 46-year-old Australian, a group captain at the Calshot .* R.A.F. station in 1939, upped rapidly in rank since the start . of the war, a veteran at every kind of air fighting and an air buckaroo who has ridden every kind of plane.. His success and responsibility, however, is not all due to technical skill. It is a personality success as well, and it just now happens that personality resources in air wars is being authoritatively examined. Dr. Robert Dick Gillespie, distin guished British neurologist, now lec turing in this country, held forth at the New York Academy of Medi cine the other night, on the lack of neuroses in the R.A.F., as com pared to other arms of the fighting forces. The doctor’s theory, which he says has been convincingly dem onstrated, is that air training and fighting makes for individuation which greatly strengthens personal ity resistance to the devastating nerve shocks of modern war. Marshal Coningham would make a fine laboratory sample. In all this department’s gleanings about his career, from various sources, it is emphasized that his every relation ship in his fighting command is per sonal. He has a prodigious memory and he likes persons, rather than people. He has a keen Wit and ready humor. But he’s a hard-boiled dis ciplinarian. He entered the World war from his native Brisbane, Australia, at the age of 19, serving first in Samoa and then in Egypt. Coming to England, he joined the Royal Fly ing corps, where he knocked about in all sorts of primitive planes. He won the military cross and the dis tinguished service order. W HEN Nebuchadnezzar married a country girl, the daughter of Cyaxares, she was homesick and wanted a bit of foliage around the house. The Aenal ( ardens of king put in Rockefeller Center just a few Surpass Babylon's window r boxes at first, then got really interested and built his famous hanging gardens. Rockefeller Center went botanical for an entirely different reason, and will, if it hasn’t already done so, surpass anything Babylon could show in the line of aerial agricul ture. The genius of the gardens in the sky is A. M. Van Den Hoek, horticulturist for the center, whose wizardry with growing things he successfully transplanted from his native Netherlands lowlands to the Sixth Avenue highlands. We were checking with him on that chestnut tree he planted re cently/ It has a mate and hive of bees ready for the big job of pol- lenization at the first signal of spring. These trees were brought from China. Weather-wise and earthwise, the sky-high farmer might have come oat of Vergil’s Georgies, bat there’s nothing rural about his smart tailoring, or his red- leather, push-button office. But this setting is mostly for winter farming. In the summer, he wears overalls on his 50-1 acre, ground-level farm near Flem- ington, N. J. After studying horticulture in sev eral continental countries, he went to England, in 1905, at the age of 21. There he worked in the famous Rose Gardens of Hampstead and tended the ancient grape vine, the fruit of which goes annually to the king. After 14 months in England, he re moved to this country. He worked for two years in a nursery at Morrisville, Pa., then got a job with a Netherlands horticul tural firm. Advancing steadily in his profession, he became the horticul turist for Rockefeller Center in 1933. The skyscraper onion crop was exceptionally good this year—also the cabbages, tomatoes, mint, kohl rabi, spinach and carrots. The espalierd pear and apple trees are getting on famously as are the 150 plane trees and the eight 50-foot elms that were planted around the center. Mr. Van Den Hoek just recently planted 25,000 tulip bulbs, of Hol land ancestry, via England. He says that these tulips are extraordinarily varied and beautiful, and seems to see in each of them a chalice of hope for his native homeland. McCORMICK MESSENGER, McCORMICK, S. C., THURSDAY, DECEMBER 11, 1941 Atlantic Amphibious-Force (A.A.F.) in Action Hitherto unsung are the members of the Atlantic Amphibious force, comprised chiefly of marines with a complement of V. S. army men. The A.A.F. is now in training at New River, N. C., where this picture was made. At left, members of the force are driving a K-jeep, trailing a field piece, off a landing barge into shallow water. Right: A jeep, after being driven off a landing barge into the shallow water of the beach, is both driven and pushed up to dry land by members of the A.A.F. This jeep is being landed with adequate supplies. [)AVIE stood at the camp window and looked out over the great frozen lake. “p 0 you think he’ll come right across the ice?” “He?” Mother answered from the kitchen. “Oh, Santa Claus? Why, perhaps, darling. But not this morn ing, funny boy; not before evening.” Such unquestioning five-year-old faith, and she must watch its be trayal. Because there weren’t going to be any presents. There wasn’t any money. Suddenly Davie screamed with ex citement and his mother went run- hing to look out too. “why, it’s a deer, Davie.” “Reindeer,” said Davie, without any question at all. “One of Santa’s, you think? May be the sleigh tipped over and all the presents spilled! Isn’t that too bad?” They watched the graceful crea ture until it disappeared into the woods on the other side. Then moth er returned to her baking and Da vie followed. Men and Machines in Desert Role In the picture at top streamlined Martin Marylands are shown somewhere in the desert sands of the Middle East, where they are playing a vital part in the battle of Libya. Below: The British empire forces de fending Tobruk fortress spend much of their time in dugouts, shelters dug from solid rock. Some of the de fenders are pictured before a typical Tobruk “mansion.” Youth of France Band Together Last of U.S.S. Lehigh A view of the opening of the congress of the “youth of France and overseas,” during the address of Roger de Saivres, member of Mar shal Petain’s cabinet, at Nice, France. The slogan which appears on the wall at the left reads “Frenchmen, you are not sold, nor abused, nor aban doned.” This striking series of photo graphs of the sinking of the U. S. S. Lehigh was made by Samuel Ha- kam, its radio operator. An un seen submarine fired a torpedo into the ship near Freetown, Sierra Le one, Africa. Note U. S. flag paint ed on her side. Gen. M-U-D in Action New Indian Boss This photograph which arrived from London via clipper plane shows how heavy rains in northern Russia have hampered activities of the Royal Air force wing serving there with the Reds. The improvised land ing field is waterlogged. However, the planes do get into the air. Three Hurricanes roar in for a landing, while another stands on the muddy field. Louis Boudreau, 24, regular Cicve- land Indian shortstop for the past two seasons, who was appointed player-manager of the club, suc ceeding Roger Peckinpaugh- “It’s a shame for it to happen just the day before Christmas when there won’t be time to make any more. How disappointed all the chil dren in the world will be! But you Two small blobs appeared far out against the snow. won’t mind so much, will you, Davie darling, because you’ll know what happened. Just think, you saw the deer! And wasn’t he beautiful?” “Yes,” Davie drew a long sigh of rapturous memory. He fell silent, then: “May I go out and play?” The eleven o’clock sun was wr.rm and she bundled him out. Suddenly it was one o’clock and time for lunch. And she had heard no sound from Davie for an hour! No answer when she called from the door. Davie wasn’t in the yard. Of course he had gone to find the sleigh, the tipped-over sleigh and the presents. How could she have failed to consider the way a child’s mind would work? She dared not leave the baby, who had a slight cold, nor start out with her on a search which might last for hours. Nothing to do, then, but wait for Jock to come in midaftemoon. It was three o’clock before a small blob appeared far out against the snow. Two small blobs, in fact. She waited, sobbing with relief. “I didn’t find Santa Claus’ sleigh, Mama,” he explained as soon as he could speak for her kisses, “but I found his house. She lives there— and that was one of his reindeer. The tracks went right into the yard. Santa Claus was gone. There was just a man asleep in the kitchen. I think he’s one of the toy-makers.” “No, that was Ned,” said Goldi locks. “What’s your name, dear?” “Phillie.” As the afternoon wore on some thing familiar about the contour of the little face kept tickling her mem ory until realization struck. Golden curls and a blue zipper suit! Phillie! Ned—Ned Cozetti? Of course. This was the Bentley child. Phyllis Bentley, kidnaped Thanks giving day and given up for dead! Jock, bending to unlace his snow- shoes, was met by a whirlwind bun dled to its ears in shawls and sur rounded by three miniature whirl winds similarly wrapped. “Crank up the car right away. We’ve got to get into town before the telegraph office closes. Do you know who this child is?” The whirl wind gave a bounce and grasped his arm. “Phyllis Bentley, that’s all. And her mother thinks she’s dead and this is Christmas eve. Oh, hur ry! Davie was gone three hours to day and I know just how she must feel. And if we get hauled up for driving without a license, there’ll be ten thousand dollars to pay the fine!” Toys for Little Tots Can Be * Noise-Makers* Children from one to four years of age like noise-makers. For them we might suggest a set of a half a dozen baking powder tins, each with something in it to make a noise, as buttons, nails, paper clips, pebbles or screws. Since some of the con tents might be easily swallowed, the tops should be firmly cemented on before the tins are given two or three coats of enamel paint, each can a different bright color. 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