McCormick messenger. (McCormick, S.C.) 1902-current, December 11, 1941, Image 6
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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.
Try mixing ginger cookies with
cold coffee instead of water.
• * *
The flavor of gravies is greatly
improved if made with milk in
stead of water.
* * *
Strong soapsuds and hot water
will remove stains from pewter
that has become discolored and
dark.
• • *
Do not put too much wax on
floors. A little wax and plenty of -
polishing makes a better-looking
floor.
• • •
Always hang up your clothes
after wearing. Proper care will
make clothes last longer.
• * •
If you want your cake icing to
remain soft, add a pinch of baking
soda to the whites of the eggs be
fore beating, then pour the hot
syrup over the beaten egg whites.
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Out of Order
It is because things have been
put in the wrong order that the
present chaos and disaster is upon
the world. The order, expressed
in four words, has been: Money,
things, man, God. The new order
will have to be God, man, things,
money.—The Bishop of Exeter.
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Union of Good
When bad men combine, the
good must associate; else they will
fall, one by one, an unpitied sac
rifice in a contemptible struggle.-s-
Burke.
How To Relieve
Bronchitis
Creomulsion relieves promptly be
cause it goes light to the seat of the
trouble to help loosen and expel
germ laden phlegm, and aid nature
to soothe and heal raw, tender. In
flamed bronchial mucous mem
branes. Tell your druggist to sell you
a bottle of Creomulsion with the un
derstanding you must like the way it
quickly allays the cough or you axe
to have your money back.
CREOMULSION
for Coughs, Chest Colds, Bronchitis
Power of Soul
The soul is more powerful than
any sort of fortune . . . of its
own power it can produce a happy
life or a wretched one.—Seneca.
DON’T LET
CONSTIPATION
SLOW YOU UP
When bowels are sluggish and you fed
ritable, headachy and everything yon
i U an effort, do as milliona do — chew
2EN-A-MINT, the modem chewing
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it being disturbed—next morning gentle,
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