GOD IS MY i
<, . CO-PILOT
Col. Robert L.Scott w-ftu RfcLtA.se.
Ill story tons IU: Alter iridBaUif
(rem Weet Point, Eobert Scott wins Mi
wtof s 1 MUl PleM US Inker rp ccmbsl
Mil. He kne been an Instructor lor
(ear rears when the war breaks eat, aM
U laM be Is aa? toe oM lor combat ?y
tnf. Appeallas to seesral Generals, ke
IS AnaHr tali ke can set Into Ike litt.
He Sles a bomber to India, bat on ar
rival Is nude a terry pilot and this does
not salt him. Alter a visit to Gen. cben
naolt he sett a Elttyhawk and eooa be
comes knows as the "an# man air torce,"
taking heavy Jap too to Burma. Later
he to made C.O. el the ard Fishier
Group, bat still keeps on knocktos down
Jap pianos. His "Old Exterminator" la
badly mauled to a dostshL
CHAPTER XXIV
As I looked around now the bomb
ers were gone, but climbing up from
the South I saw tour twin-engine
ships that I thought were I-45's;
i later we decided they were Japa
nese Messerschmitts. I had plenty
of altitude on the leader, and start
ed shooting at him from long range,
concentrating on his right engine.
He turned to dive, and I followed
him straight for the water. I re
member grinning, for he had made
the usual mistake of diving instead
of climbing. But as I drew up on
the twin-engine ship, I began to be
lieve that I had hit him from the
long range. His ship was losing al
titude rapidly in a power glide, but
he was making no effort to turn. I
came up to within fifty yards and
fired into him until he burned. I saw
the ship hit the water and continue
to burn. We had been going to
wards the fog bank in the direction
of the Philippines, and I wondered
if the Jap had been running for-Ma
nila.
i snot ai iwo 01 me orner iwin
engine ships from long range but
couldn't climb up to them. Then I
passed over Hongkong island, flying
- at a thousand feet; I was too low
but didn't want to waste any time
climbing. And I saw something that
gripped my heart?a fenced-in en
closure which I knew was Fort Stan
ley, the British and American prison
camp. There was a large group
standing in the camp and waving
at my ship. My saddest feeling of
the war came over me then. Here
were soldiers who had been prison
ers of the Japanese for nearly a year.
Month after month they had waited
for the sight of Allied airplanes at
tacking Hongkong?and at last it
had come. Even in their suffering
they were waving a cheer to the
few United States planes that had
finally come, and I swore to myself
Td come back again and again.
Then I saw above me the criss
crossing vapor paths of an area
where fighter ships have sped
through an air attack. They almost
covered the sky in a cloud. Here
and there were darker lines that
could have been smoke paths where
ships had burned and gone down to
destruction.
I was rudely jerked back to at
tention by a slow voice that yet was
sharp: "If that's a P-40 in front of
me, waggle your wings." I rocked
my wings before I looked. Then I
saw the other ship, a P-40 nearly a
mile. away. I think from the voice
it was Tex Hill. I went over to
wards him and together we dove
towards home.
The presence of the other P-40
made me feel very arrogant and
egotistical, for I had shot down four
enemy ships and had damaged oth
ers. So 1 looped above Victoria har
bor and dove for the Peninsular
Hotel. My tracers ripped into the
shining plate-glass of the pent
houses on its top, and I saw the
Diuneu w uiuuwo cascaue ii&c buuw
to th? streets, many floors below. I
laughed, for I knew that behind
those-windows were Japanese high
officers, enjoying that modern ho
tel. When I got closer I could see
uniformed figures going down the
fire-escapes, and I shot at them. In
the smoke of Kowloon I could smell
oil and rubber. I turned for one
more run on the pecked fire-escapes
filled with Jap soldiers, but my next
burst ended very suddenly. I was
out of ammunition. Then, right into
the smoke and inrough it right down
to the tree-lop levels, I headed
Northwest to get out of Japanese
territory sooner, and went as fast as
I coula lor Kweilin.
1 was the last ship in, and the
General was anxiously waiting for
me, scanning the sky for ships to
come in. He knew 1 had shot down
an enemy, for I had come in with
my low-altitude roll of victory. But
when I jumped from my cramped
seat and said, "General, I got four
definitely," be shook my hand and
looked very happy. "That makes
nineteen then," he said, "for the
fighters and the bombers."
We had lost a fighter and a bomb
er. The bomber had become a strag
gler when one engine was hit by anti
aircraft; then it was shot to pieces
by one of the twin-engined Jap fight
ers. The pilot had managed even
then to get it down, but he had re
mained in the ship to destroy the
bomb-eight, and bad been shot
through the foot by a Jap cannon.
Two of the bomber crew had bailed
out and were captured. The other
two carried the injured pilot until
he had begged them to leave him
alone and escape. They had ban
daged his foot tightly, but had re
fused to go without him. .
As they moved on through the en
? y
emy line* that night, they stopped i
to rest, and the wounded pilot 1
crawled away from them to Insure i
their getting away to the guerrilla i
lines. They escaped, and later we i
received a letter signed by the other I
two crewmen which said that the ]
pilot had been captured and was I
then in a Japanese hospital. The |
letter was a Japanese propaganda i
leaflet that the Japs had dropped '
near Kweilin, but being properly
signed, it gave us hope (or the re- \
mainder of the crew, and for the i
heroic pilot, Lieutenant Alters.
That night Morgan led a night ?
raid to bomb Canton, and had a
successful attack. Later the same
night, Ed Bayse led six bombers to |
destroy the power station on Hong- :
kong Island. In his return to Kwei- ]
lin, five of his ships landed but the ;
other continued to circle?informing '
the radioman that he had no air
speed and thus was having difficulty
bringing the fast bomber in to land.
Bayse, who had worked all the
day and most of the night over ene
my lines, started his ship and went
aloft, got the other ship on his wing
in formation, and told the pilot to
keep the position. And then this
experienced bomber pilot led the
younger pilot in to a safe landing.
It was teamwork of the sort that
had begun to appear among the
bomber crews, and more important
still, as the co-ordinated attack had
shown, between the fighters and
bombers. This was what Colonel
Cooper had been working for during
the past several months.
Cooper had done another fine Job,
one that we learned of only after we
returned to Kunming from the at
tack. In India the field in Assam
had been raided heavily by the Jap
anese at the same hour as our at
tack on Kowloon, and simultaneous
Gen. Chennault observes the re
turn of the CJLT.F. from s raid.
Lieut. Grosselose at left.
ly the Japanese had tried to strike
at Kunming with a large force. Colo
nel Cooper had been left behind in
the hospital with a sinus infection.
He was chafing at the bit, and we
sympathized with him?for after
having planned the greatest raid of
the war in China, he had been forced
out of accompanying the mission.
But it has always been our con
tention out there that "everything
happens for the best." And it proved
out again. When the enemy planes
approached Kunming, Cooper left
the hospital and took charge of the
defense of the home base. He sent
Schiel's Squadron towards the South
at exactly the right time. They not
only intercepted the enemy and
foiled the attack but shot down eight
of the enemy. That made the score
for the Group twenty-seven enemy
planes on October 25th, and three
highly successful bombing raids.
We were ordered home the next
day, although we now had the ene
my at our mercy without fighter
protection against future raids to
wards Hongkong. But heavy at
tacks had come to India, and we
were needed to protect the terminus
of the fprrv route to China.
, v
We managed, however, to leave a
small force of P-40's under Holloway
and Alison, with mission to dive
bomb shipping in Victoria harbor
within the nest few days. They
took eight planes down and dove
through the overcast towards some
big enemy freighters that were on
the way South towards the Solo
mons. Their bombs damaged two
8,000-ton freighters and sank a 12,
000-ton vessel. Captain O'Connell
made this last direct hit by almost
taking his bomb down the smoke
stack of the enemy vessel, and in
doing so he was shot down. He
took the bomb very low, and in re
covering from the dive he was at
tacked by a single enemy, who got
one of the best pilots in the Squad
ron. Clinger and Alison saw the
enemy ship, but from their dis
tance they could do nothing in time
to save O'Connell. While Alison was
getting the lone enemy ship, Clinger
dove in anger along the docks of
Kowloon, strafing three anti-aircraft
positions in the face of very heavy
ground-fire.
The most vivid memories of our
air war in China come from the lit
tle things. Like the memory of
General Chennault, sitting there at
the mouth of the cava in Kweilin
through the long hours while we
were away on the attack missions |
Sitting there smoking his pipe and,
like a football coach, planning the
aext week's work. Joe, the Gener
al's little black dashahund, would be
burrowing into the rocks, looking for
the inevitable rats. When with the
passing minutes the P-40's or the
bombers were due to return, the
General would begin to watch the
eastern sky. There he would sit.
without a word until the last ship
was accounted for. Sometimes I
thought: The General lives through
every second of the combat with us.
With his keen knowledge of tactics
and of the Jap too, he sees exactly
what we are doing.
Another memory that always
brings a smile is Lieutenant Couch's
[ace when he was explaining what
happened the first time he got a Jap
Zero in his sights. The enemy ship
was a lone "sitter," probably some
Inexperienced Japanese pilot who
wasn't looking around and didn't
know the P-40 was behind him.
Couch said he kept moving up closer
and closer until he knew the Jap
was going to be dead the Instant he
pressed his trigger. Then he pressed
?and nothing happened. He
squeezed the trigger until he thought
he'd press the top off the stick; he
found that he shut his eyes, flinched,
and bit his lip, but still the guns
didn't Ore.
The American pilot from the Caro
linas swore and throttled back, drop
ping to the rear while the Jap kept
flying innocently on. After Couch
had recharged his guns he began to
stalk the Zero again, going closer
and closer until he could see the
enemy pilot at the controls. He set
his sights right on the cockpit and
pressed the trigger once more. And
again nothing happened.
Couch came home disgusted, and
I think he worked on his guns all
night.
Up between Hengyang and Ling
ling we had broken the main Jap
force with several attacks and there
were only stragglers around the sky.
We had been searching them out for
fifteen minutes when I saw and
heard a remark that was nothing
short of classic. From 21,000 feet
I observed a lone Zero. But there
was a P-40 trailing him, and so I
held my altitude and watched. The
P-40 closed the gap more and more,
following the acrobatics of the Jap,
and then drew up for the kill. As
the tracers from the six guns went
into the Zero I heard the voice of
Captain Goss say, "There, Hirohito,
you bastard?God rest your soul."
Over the radio you could also hear
the staccato roll of the six Fifties.
The Zero slowly rolled over to de
struction.
Sometimes the hated Japs had the
last word. In regions where the air
warning net was working poorly or
not at all, our first knowledge of
the approach of the enemy would
be the sight of Japanese bombers
overhead. As the bombs blasted the
runways and the Jap radial engines
were taking their ships at high alti
tude back towards their bases, we
would hear over the radio on our
exact frequency, in perfect English:
"So sorry, please, so sorry."
We would just shake our fists and
wait for better days.
When I first brought "Old Exter
minator" to China, 1 had painted the
number 10 on the fuselage. Later on
we used the last three numerals of
the Air Corps numbers for call let
ters, or were assigned some name
like "ash," "oak," or "pine." But
the first time I came back from
Chungking, late one afternoon, I ap
proached Kunming down the usual
corridor, expecting that to identify
me automatically, and from far out
I called by radio: "One-?ro, coming
in from the North." Of course I
was using the numerals of the num
ber "ten" to identify me to the ra
dio-man. Instead, as I came over
the field I aaw anti-aircaft men of
the Chinese Army running for their
guns, and I saw six P-40'a taking
off to shoot the invader down. Mean
ing me. You've probably guessed it
by now?the radioman gathered that
some one had Just warned him that
one enemy Zero was about to strafe
the field. Needless to say, I took
myself to safer placea for a few min
utes until I could properly identify
my ship. Then I landed and changed
the fuselage number to lucky "sev
en"?but definitely not seventy.
There Just wasn't much relaxa
tion in China with Scotch at one
hundred dollars gold a bottle?when
you could find it In fact, we didn't
get to drink anything except boiled
water and that really terrible rice
wine. This we had to learn to down
with the Chinese and in their man
ner, which was with the inevitable
salute, "Gambey," or "bottoms up."
Then they'd come and.proudly show
you the bottoms of their glasses,
and you'd have to follow suit with a
weak little gambey.
Then there was the incessant ring
ing of the telephones in the warning
net plotting-room that got on all
our nerves. After months I found
out that without exception every pilot
tried Dot to let others know of his
nervousness. But it became un
mistakable, for the tension that built
up around the card-tables in the
alert shacks was not ths most ef
fectively disguised in the world.
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THE FOUNDING OF THE NATION
LESSON TEXT?Exodus 1S:19-M; 19:M.
GOLDEN TEXT?Rl*hteou?nen eialleth a
nation; but tin ta a reproach to any pooplo.
?Proverba 14:34.
God has a purpose for the lives
of men and of nations. Happy are
those who seek His guidance so that
their lives may be directed in right
and useful channels.
God's threefold purpose for Israel,
which we noted in our lesson of last
week, could only be worked out in
a nation which was separated unto
Him, following holiness in its life
and service.
Moses, one of the greatest and
most able figures of all history, was
God's appointed leader. His success
is explained by his willingness to fol
low God's leading. He sought:
I. God's Counsel (18:19).
Jethro, the father-in-law of Moses,
having observed how he was bur
dened constantly by the affairs of
the people, came to offer him ad
vice. He started in the right place,
by urging Moses to continue to seek
God, yes, to spend even more time
in the Lord's presence, asking His
wisdom and guidance.
No man can lead a people in the
right way if he does not have his
own life in constant touch with the
throne of God. Much of the failure
of our day centers right there. We
talk much to other men about our
national and international problems.
There are multiplied meetings and
conferences. They do have value,
but very little, unless there is a
seeking oi God's will.
A day of national repentance and
prayer would do more for us than
many weeks of discussion and de
bate. We need to seek God's coun
sel.
Note that the coming of Moses to
God concerned the daily affairs of
his people. That reminds us that not
only the life of our nation, but that
of our own homes?and our personal
beings?all need God's counsel.
To aid Moses in administering the
affairs of the nation, JethTo recom
mended the appointment of men who
were to serve as:
n. God's Counselors (18:20-24).
There has been not a little criti
cism of Moses for accepting this ad
vice. It Is pointed out that when
God puts heavy burdens on us, the
way out is not to shift the load on
someone else, but to seek God's spe
cial grace to bear it and to do it
acceptably.
There is value in such an interpre
tation; but when one considers the
devout and careful approach of Jeth
ro to the matter (w. 0-12) and his
evident desire to glorify God in it all,
there is ground for believing that he
was giving Moses good advice.
The great unorganized host of pos
sibly two million people were going
through a very difficult experience.
The result was dissension and strife,
often over trivial things, which need
ed to be settled. For all this to come
tafMoses seemed undesirable; there
fore other men were chosen to be
counselors to the people, inter
preting for them the law and the
will of God.
While each of us should carry
every God-given responsibility with
gladness, that does not mean that
we are to assume that only we are
able to do things. There is no more
tragic figure than the pastor or
church officer who tries to do every
thing. Why not put others to work?
How can our young people and new
converts ever find a place of service
if older Christians hold on to every
Job in the church? Let us train
them; then trust them with real re
sponsibility. Counsel, encourage,
pray, direct if need be, but do not
try to do it all yourself I
Now we come to the solemn and
crucial moment when God was ready
to establish His people and they were
ready to accept:
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1U. UVU ? WTCHU1ft \19.0-Of.
In the sacred and awe-inspiring
meeting place before Mount Sinai,
where the Lord was to give them
His law (Exod. 20), they made a sol
emn covenant with God.
In preparation for it He reminded
them of what He had done for them
in the past. God is the unchanging
One. If He was tender and gracious
toward them in the past, they could
enter the future confident of His
blessing. And so may we!
Note verses S and 6, for they give
us God's great purpose for Israel.
All they had to do was to obey His
voice by keeping His covenant. This
they, in solemn assembly, agreed to
do (v. 8). How different their his
tory?and that of the world?would
have been had they kept their prom
ise.
We lament their failure, but what
about us who are so highly favored
that we have Christ in our midst?
Are we obedient?
Following the making of the cove
nant (which God will one day fulfill
in spite of their failure), we have
the giving Of the Ten Command
ments, and the establishment of Is
rael's center of worship in the tab
ernacle. It was the dwelling place
of God runong His people. How
precious!
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HOW 80ME HOBBIES
WEBE DISCONTINUED
TO FOUR OF MY ACQUAINT
ANCES the war has made an un
usual difference In that it has tem
porarily put an end to the follow
ing of their hobbies. All four are
business or professional men whose
incomes are devoted to the pursuit
of hobbies.
The business of CoL Charles E.
Jacques Is that of manufacturing
baking powder. In normal times he
can be found at his business of
fice possibly as much as one month
out of each year. The other months
he works at his hobby of traveling
to the out-of-the-way places of the
world, seeing and talking with the
little-known people of such places.
His dream is that of inspiring such
people with the ideals and ideology
of America, and of bringing back to
the people of his own land such good
as he may find. It is surprising
what he has accomplished over the
years in his travels from the Arctic
to the Antarctic and all in be
tween, but his hobby is out for the
duration.
I do not recall the full name of
the second of these acquaintances.
To me he was just "Bill," "Bill"
Morden. His income comes from
the manufacture of frogs and
switches for railroads. For many
years that income was spent in pro
viding American natural history mu
seums with specimens of rare wild
animals of the world, especially the
New York Museum of Natural His
tory, under whose auspices he trav
eled. The travel bills were paid with
the profits on frogs and switches.
One of his most prized accomplish
ments was the pair of Siberian long
haired tigers that are a prize posses
sion of the New York museum. That
hobby, too, is out for the duration.
A third is Dr. Frank Thomp
son, an eye specialist of Chicago,
"r or many years be has devoted
six months out of each two years
to the hobby of photographing wild
animals in their native haunts in
Burma, the Malay states, India,
Indo-China and other far east coun
tries, but especially Africa. His de
sire is to bring to America photo
graphs that will be of scientific value
to the students of schools and col
leges. He has been remarkably suc
cessful, especially in the pictures he
has secured of African elephants.
His hunting is not for the pleasure
of killing, but the joy of photograph
ing for a laudable purpose. His
activities have been suspended by
the war.
I have always thought of the fourth
acquaintance as a travel scout, a
man who seeks new places for
others to go after he has blazed the
trail. The advertising agency Mason
Warner operates pays for his travel
scouting expeditions. He finds a
practical way to reach the grave of
Dr. Livingstone in Central Africa, or
a passable new route across the
South American Andes. He returns
to tell ethers how they, too, can go
where he has gone, and see the
things he has seen. Like the other
three, the Mason Warner hobby is
out for the duration.
? ? ?
'WHEN THE BOXS
COME HOME AGAIN'
THE WORLD MOVES. CONDI
TIONS CHANGE. Old generations
go and new ones take their place.
Few things can, or do, stand still.
That applies especially to communi
ties. The town that attempts to live
without change will die. The gen
eration of today cannot make the
rules for the new generation of to
morrow, especially for a genera
tion that has had a place in the
action of the last three or four years.
The men who have fought on the
battlefields of the world will not, on
their return, accept a nine o'clock
curfew rule; they will not come
home to, and remain in, the home
town if to do so they must accept
as their way of life that which is
satisfactory to, and prescribed by,
a passing generation.
TL? U that kaa Mwa Am
XUC I1UII1C HSWU UiOi 1IOO ?U1IC HI
bed at nine or before, will have to
sit up until 10 or later if it hopes
to satisfy the boys it has sent to
a global war.
It is not that these boys, when
they return, will not be good citi
zens, but they will have seen the
world; they will have acquired a de
sire for a later than nine o'clock
bedtime, for something more excit
ing than an hour's perusal of the
home town paper. They will want
life, entertainment, people. If the
home town does not supply these
things, they will move on to towns
that do. What has been satisfactory
to the present generation will not
appeal to those who will soon take
over. An appeal to them means mov
ing forward. They will not be will
ing to stand still.
? ? ?
THE SHARE OF THE NATIONAL
INCOME of those who work for
wages is increasing year by year.
In 1940, of a national income at $75,
851,000,000, labor, those who work
for wages, received as their dividend
$47,005,000,000, which was a trifle
over 62 per cent. In 1041 labor
received 64 per cent of the $02,260,
000,000 national income. In 1042 tt
was 66 per cent of the $114,762,
000,000, and in 104) it had jumped
to 70 per cent of the $138,101,000,000
national income. It would seem that
labor is receiving a very fair share I
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