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CHAPTER III: Scott makes his first
solo flight Drives 1.300 miles to Georgia over every week-end to see his girl. Scott is now graduated from Kelly Field and has wings pinned on his chest. Ordered to report to Hawaii but wanting to get married he lays his plight before the General and is ordered to report at Mitchel Field. N. Y.. instead. CHAPTER IV: En route to New York Scott is stopped by police who mistake him for a bandit. He carries the mnil for Unci! Sam in order to gain more flying time, and gets married. CHAPTER V: The war edges closer and he is farther than ever from combat duty. He has been told he is too old for combat flying, and after December 7. 1941, he begins writing Generals all over the country for a chance to fly a fighter plane. CHAPTER VI: Scott solos a Flying Fortreas for the first time and makes twenty practice landings. He leaves tor India from a Florida point. CHAPTER VII: Easter Sunday In Af rica. They fly along the Arabian coast and land at Karachi. India, covering 12.000 miles In eight days. CHAPTER VH1: CoL Haynes orders the group to report at a base in Eastern Assam, on the India-Burma border. CHAPTER IX: Burma is falling into the hands of the Japs. Flying over bombed and burned Chinese towns they land at Schwebo. Scott meets General Stilwell and his party. CHAPTER X: Scott's group carries refugees out of Burma, heavily overload ing the planes. He pays a visit to Gen. Chennault and tells him he is a fighter pilot and not a ferry pilot and is prom ised the next P-40 that arrives from Africa. CHAPTER aJ: the big adventure is near. Scott gets his first Jap—an army bomber on the ground. He bums up some Jap trucks and a fuel dump. CHAPTER XU: Scott goes on some strafing missions with his “Old Ex terminator,” as he has now nicknamed his Kittvbawk, and cuts a Jap battalion to bits. CHAPTER XITk The AVG are told they are to be inducted into the U. S. army. Scott returns to India and con tinues bis single ship raids on the Japs. He is now known back in the States as “the one man air force.” CHAPTER XIV: ^Jol. Haynes is moved to China to head the bomber command under Gen. Chennault and Scott is left alone as commanding officer of the Ferry Command. Scott ls.irdered to report to Gen. Chennault in Kunming. China, as commanding officer of the 23rd Fighter Group. CHAPTER XV: CoL Scott is ordered to proceed to the Kweilin area to take charge of fighter operations. CHAPTER XVI: He intercepts a flight of Jap planes and downs a bomber. His tank is empty but he succeeds in landing it dry. CHAPTER XVII: In which Scott tells about his friend. Major "Tex” Hill, to whom he owes his life. Maj. Alison is hit and tries to land his crippled bomber at night CHAPTER .Will: Maj. Alison, who had crashed the river and had been given up for lost, comes back in a sedan chair carried by admiring Chinese. Chi nese coolies and rivermen by means of a method over three thousand years old raise and salvage the sunken P-40. CHAPTER XIX: The lighter side of life in China. The fight put up by Lt. Dallas Clinger of Wyoming. As the words sank into the con sciousness of the flight, and of Elias especially, their ominous signif icance became apparent. Elias jerked his head around and looked at his wing man. Even to an in experienced eye, the silhouette was unmistakable. It was a Jap Model 1-97, one of the old fixed landing gear types. The entire formation tried at once to get it as they finally realized what it was. But they had the laugh on Elias. Just as he rec ognized the Jap, the enemy pilot evi dently recognized the P-40’s in the twilight before darkness—perhaps he saw the leering sharks’ mouths. For as Elias shoved the nose of his ship straight down and dove for him, the Jap pulled his ship straight up and climbed for the sky. Later, when our imaginations began to em broider the joke, Elias took the kid ding in good part and always had a comeback. A small two-seater biplane, a Fleet, came to Hengyang from Kweilin one day with a Chinese of ficer. We looked the little ship over as it came into the field wide open at some sevehty-five miles an hour, and I told Elias that I saw his future destiny. “We now have just the bait we need,” I said. “Lieutenant Elias, I want you to borrow that Fleet from the Chinese. I know a trick to make the Japs lose lots of ‘face’ and air planes." Elias had laid down his Opera tions reports and was listening at tentively. “This ought to get you promoted,” I went on. “Now you get that plane and service it tonight, then early in the morning you take off for Hankow. Alison, Baumler, and I will be along later and will arrive over the Jap city before you do.” Elias was looking at me in wonder. “Then, when you get there, fly over the enemy airport at thirty five hundred feet—that’ll keep you just above their small-calibre fire and they can’t shoot accurately that low with the big stuff. Over the field you fly with one wing low, kind of skidding, cutting your switch on and off so the Japs will think you’re either wounded or over there with a bad engine.” -Fl °s was, trying to figure, out GOD IS MY CO-PILOT Col. Robert L.Scoff SYNOPSIS CHAPTER I: Scott's early experiences with gliders and airplanes. He goes to Ft. McPherson and enlists in the regular army as a private. CHAPTER H: Scott wins the West Point competitive exam and gets a fur lough before reporting He is graduated as a second lieutenant of infantry and goes to Europe, which he tours on a motorcycle. He sells his motorcycle and arrives at Randolph Field. Texas Open season on Jap»— WN.U. RELEASE whether I was serious or not. Then I added: “We’ll be up there in the sun, and as fast as the Zeros come up for you, we’ll knock them down. After all, Elias, if they get you, a Fleet isn’t worth mueh.” But by now Lieutenant Elias was walking out and calling over his shoulder: “No sir, Colonel, I just want to be a plain pilot—I don’t want to be no ball of fire.” Well, we saw the value of Elias when we lost him, for in this second battle around Hunan he failed to re turn from the strafing raid of Sep tember 2, 1942. "We had taken six teen P-40’s back to Hengyang when we had gotten them in shape to fight, had landed there just about dark to surprise the Japs. That’s the night the Fleet landed and the night I had been kidding Henry Elias. Next morning we got into the air before daylight and went for Lake Puyang Hu, near Nanchang, where the Japs were moving the Chinese rice out by junks and barges—rob bing the breadbasket of China in the yearly rape of the rice. Hill took eight of the P-40’s and I took the other eight. Elias was on Tex Hill’s wing. We split at Nanchang and my eight went to the South to catch some gunboats that had been reported in the Sintze-Hukow Strait, near Kuki ang, coming from the Yangtse to the Lake. I heard Hill call that he had caught the rice ships and was burning them. Later he told me that he found twenty-six of them, junks and steel barges he sank some and saw others with their sails on fire, floating for shore where the hungry Chinese coolies would sal vage the rice. Through the four passes at the Japs Elias was right on Tex’s wing, but on the fourth pullout he dropped behind the formation, perhaps to shoot at something Hill hadn’t seen. Maybe he’d seen a Jap fighter and had gone for it we knew there were eight Zeros supposed to be over Nan chang. Elias didn’t return with the flight, and for two days we carried him as “missing.” Then the Chinese net reported that a group of Chinese soldiers had seen a lone American P-40 engaged by four Japanese Zeros. The Ameri can had fought them but his ship had been shot down. The American had jumped out in his parachute and four Japanese had strafed him on the way down. The body had been found, with the identification flag number listed. The pilot’s name was Lieutenant Elias. All of us watched for Japs bailing out, so that we could shoot one or two down for Elias, but we didn’t get the chance. We sent Captain Wang down to Kian to get Elias’s body. Wang had to travel a hundred and sixty miles by buffalo cart, by alcohol bus, and on foot, but he finally got there. The trip took him twenty days. When the body of our lost pilot finally ar rived at the field from which he had last taken off, it was in a Chinese coffin that Wang had gotten at Kian. We placed the flag over the grim reminder of war and sent it by transport to Kunming, to lie beside his other brother pilots in that Bud dhist graveyard in Yunnan. And so it went: tragedy—humor —tragedy. For on the same raid I had led the other eight ships, with elements led by Holloway, Schiel, and O’Connell, and had caught the Jap gunboats, ten of them, at Sintze Hukow Strait. They were coming to Puyang Hu to convoy those rice barges—but we were going to in terfere with their rendezvous. Even as we circled them from six teen thousand feet, I think they knew they were going to have lots of trou ble. They had to stay almost in line, nose-to-stern, for they were go ing through the narrow strait. We circled warily for a minute, looking the sky over for enemy fighters, then spiralled down. As soon as we got close enough to the Jap ships to see distinctly, we noticed that the sea men were jumping over the side into the water. Only a few seemed to have remained to fire the anti aircraft guns, and Schiel and Hollo way silenced most of those with their initial pass. I saw two of the boats turn sharply off course and try to run aground. I think most of the ammunition had been fired at us while we cir cled at sixteen thousand feet, for we were the whole show now. We’d rake the steel decks from stem to stern and then swing out low to the water and come back with quarter ing shots from the beam. We were so low that we were actually shoot ing up at the decks of the boats. I saw many human heads above the water as the Japs tried to swim from the boats, and I fired at them. Those bullets ricocheted from the water into the steel side of the gun boat and went on through. As my range would reach the “sweet spot” of some 287 yards, where the six lines of tracers and armor-piercing Fifties converged, it would appear as though an orange-colored hole the size of a flour barrel was being burned into the side of the Jap ves sel at the water-line. Looking back at the next man in the column and observing his hits, I could see his tracer bullets coming through the boat and out the other side. We S-ed along the ten-ship line and shot at them all from both sides. On the second pass, two of the ves sels were listing, and others were smoking. On the fourth attack, sev en out of the ten were smoking and burning and some of these were on the bottom with their masts barely out of water. Photographs taken later from an observation plane showed that seven had.g”r»k immedi ately in the strait, and that the oth er three had sunk within a thousand yards of the battle area. I was so happy, so excited and eager, that I tried to be glamorous that morning. After the fourth at tack I had called to re-form and head for the rendezvous point to the Southwest. But as the ships left the target, I saw something I had to go back for. It was a Japanese flag, waving defiantly from the mast oi one of the sunken gunboats. For getting caution, and with the other seven planes speeding away to the rendezvous point, I dove to strafe the flag in a gesture of hate. ___________ p.f rnvTTNUFDt_______________ Like the king’s horses and the king’s men who marched up the street and marched back again—the thermometer's mercury did just that Monday it went to a top of 82 degrees—and Tuesday back to the fifties just when we had been welcoming back spring weather which we hadn’t seen since last March—remember when we had spring then and right at com mencement season and a ten days rain stopped Friday night for College May Day Saturday—some of the old timers said May day was rained out once, years ago—but that’s too far back to count and subdebs blossoming in slacks and the Buckeye getting all set for opening of the swimming season on Decoration day and speaking of Decoration day, they’re slicking things up at Maple Grove cemetery— and it’s a big job to trim that twelve acre tract with grass grow ing as it does these days and first straw hats of the season sight ed on the Main drag and it’s getting time to open the summer campaign on the mosquito front and corn planting finally getting started—that’s why you don’t have to wait so long for a haircut at Pat’s and Bob’s and meat mark ets closed Mondays and Thursdays— never thot rationing would come to this plenty of cattle and hogs on farms in the Bluffton district— but there are WFA quotas and since there’s not enuf hamburger to go ’round housewives are now fall ing back on higher rationed point steaks and speaking of ration ing, it’s hit the high school alumni— only enuf points to accommodate 100 at the dinner on Friday night, but the program and dancing afterward aren’t rationed and women man ning Bluffton’s rural delivery serv ice one hundred per cent since Mrs. Wood row Little took over her hus band’s job after Woody went to the navy—Mrs. Harry Bogart carrying the other route. Ships that pass in the night—well it wasn’t exactly that—it would be more correct to say old friends who pass in the crowds at a bus station, was what happened here Saturday night* when two Bluffton college cronies of some 30 years ago in advertently missed each other. It all happened when Verne Schlegel, prom inent attorney of Bloomfield, Iowa, learned that G. A. “Dad” Lehman of Rochester, N. Y., would be here for commencement and Schlegel in Chi cago on business came on to Bluffton to see “Dad” and some of the other old timers. He arrived early Satur day evening on the same bus which Lehman took starting back to Roch ester after appearing in the concert here Friday night. Neither noticed the other in the crowd at the bus station. Schlegel was a student in the academy back in 1914 when Leh man w-as head of the college music department here. And just by way of added interest Schlegel is a grandfather now with two sons in service. Then there was another old timer —Arch Griffith who came all the way from Madison, West Virginia, to attend the reunion of his class— 1915 it was—and say hello to all the folks and visit his brother Esmond. And the old timers—also some that weren’t so old—had their inning at the booster concert at the college Friday night. It was like turning back pages of the family album to see and hear some of those who made musical history back in the days of the old chapel redolent with memor ies of yesteryear. Mrs. M. M. Kibler who has attend ed every alumni reunion except one THE A. C. & Y. RAILROAD NEEDS BRAKEMEN BOILERMAKERS MACHINISTS.z CAR REPAIRMEN SECTIONMEN TELEGRAPH \PERATORS BRIDGE AND ILUILDING CARPENTERS Must meet WMC requirements. These are full wartime jobs and good possibilities for postwar work. Liberal railroad retirement and unemployment benefits. Call at the nearest A. C. & Y. station and the agent will give you complete information. The Akron, Canton & Youngstown Railroad Co. since she graduated from Bluffton high school sixty-one years ago, may be missing on Friday night. She was called to Lorain, Tuesday be cause of the illness of her daughter, Mrs. Edwin Bash. With men in the armed forces scattered over the globe, many far away places which formerly were only names on the map have taken on a very personal meaning. For in stance there are the Alfred Criblez of near Bluffton whose son Pvt. Rob ert Criblez is with the 10th infant try in Okinawa. Another son Cpl. Theodore Criblez is in Germany with the 8th air force. A grandson, Pvt. Eldon Bosse recently arrived over seas with an infantry unit and a son-in-law, Lt. Kenneth Luginbuhl has been in combat since March 1 in the Western Pacific with the sig nal corps. Mrs. Luginbuhl and in fant son Dan Rene are making their home with her parents, Mr. and Mrs. Criblez. So you think it’s tough in Bluffton, because meat markets here are closed a couple of days a week—well, that’s nothing compared to the situation in Chicago, and remember, also that Chicago is one of the world’s largest meat you that of a ness Chicago with her husband now in naval training. Concerning the sit uation there she says: “We have not been able to get meat for several months and what we do get is nothing compared to that best and get Prices are much less also. Chickens are prices are about four than in Bluffton. “As to the drygoods situation, I have been employed in the buying office of a large mail order concern since the first of March and because of the shortage of merchandise, al lotments are made to the company’s stores, according to size, which is the best they can do.” packing centers. Just to give a closeup of the condition in city we are reprinting extracts letter from Mrs. Clayton Hark formerly of Bluffton, who is in in Bluffton. Bluffton has the meat markets in the country people should be glad they can good meat when (J -X) they get it. in Bluffton, scarce and times higher The Central Ohio Light & Power company, owner of Buckeye Lake, will be willing to continue indefinitely leasing of the property to the town as long as it is properly adminis tered and used for public benefit. Assurance to this effect was given o MF t0 FACTORY METHOD RECAPPING Don’t wait for a flat—it may then be too late. Better let us recap your smooth tires today. XthICK. NEW TREADS for thousands of extra miles. SPECIAL RECAP TREAD for greater driving safety. FAST, COURTEOUS SERVICE. $AL70 RECAPPING 6.00-16 STAUFFE R’S PURE OIL STATION N. Main & Elm Streets Phone 410-W B.EGoodrich Powerful New Air Bomb Scourges Our Enemies 4-engined Lancaster bomber. The R-A.F. has caused terrific v J’ ______ *__ ______J__destruction _2_ 2____of_ -.. -t1... -..............-.......'......... JJ ONE OF THE NEW 11-TON “VOLCANO” BOMBS, invented and developed by the British, is shown in this picture in an English factory. Above it, for comparison, is a 6-ton “Earthquake", used by the R-AJP. to sink the German battleship “Tirpitz”. The new 11-ton "Volcanos” are ten times as powerful as the German V-2 rocket bombs and in trials blasted a. granite island off the_map. The only plane in the world that can carry them is special type of the British by Donivan Conrad, representing the utility who appeared before the town council Monday night. Conrad’s ap pearance was in connection with dis cussion of a long term improvement project being planned jointly by the town and the Community Sportsmen’s club. Mayor Howe stated Monday night that more than $2,500 would be spent on development and opera tion of the Buckeye “A rose by another name, etc.... “—what brought this to mind was when we heard bologna is now local restaurant OPA beefsteak. 1*4 this summer. that Rev. For Grace church in We never knew rest Musser of the Pandora followed sign painting as a hobby until we saw some of his work in Bluffton’s business section—and mighty good it is, too. Staff Sgt. Wayne Deppler home this week from Iran where he was stationed for a time on the Persian Gulf, one of the hottest places on the globe where the temperature registers 130 degrees daily. the other day that masquerading in a under the name of who was crowned May day Lois Sommer queen at Bluffton college last Saturday is the second genera tion to attend college here. Her mother, Mrs. O. J. Sommer of Pekin, Ill., is the former Nora Lambert, who was a student in Bluffton more than thirty years ago. News Want-ads bring results. HU* (United Notion* Ffcoto, tai German targets with these new LaFayette Mrs. Bess Kenyon of Lima was a Tuesday dinner guest of Mrs. Louise Cloore. Hugh Robinson of Roswell, New Mexico, is spending a furlough with Remetn&eb... Warm weather suggestions: Pre-cool eggs and cream as qui: Keep eggs and cream in a cool Market as often as possible. MEN WANTED IN ESSENTIAL RUBBER INDUSTRY If you are interested in a steady job with good pay now and after the war, we have it. The Gray & White Co. Until final victory is won we will be manufact uring automotive radiator hose and fan belts for the armed forces, and for essential civilian trans portation. It will not be necessary for us to make change-overs, we will continue to manu facture these products for civilian use. No previous experience necessary. We pay you while learning. Apply at Our Office Must Comply With W. M. C. Regulations The Buckeye Reliner Producing Co. 653 N. JACKSON ST LIMA, OHIO Phone 152-W 1 Bluffton Closed all day on Memorial Day May 30 his wife, Mrs. Peggy Robinson of Li ma and his parents, Mr. and Mrs. T. M. Robinson. Mr. and Mrs. Stanley Bedford and Children, Gary and Sharon of Detroit, Michigan and Mr. and Mrs. Walter Zopfhand and son of Dayton were week end guests of Mr. and Mrs. O. B. May. Mr. and Mrs. Wilbur Sumney and famiyl visited Mrs. Mary Luginbill at the N .F. Steiner home in Bluffton. Bill Kimmel of U. S. Navy is spend ing a leave with his wife and parents. Mr. Nettie Knoble and Mrs. Loiuse Cloore were Sunday dinner guests of Mr. and Mrs. Warren Knoble. Mr. and Mrs. B. F. Hall were Sun day dinner guests of Mr. and Mrs. Ed ison Hall and sons of Lima. Miss Alice Louise Knoble spent the week end with her parents, Mr. and Mrs. Warren Knoble. SWIFT & CO. COLUMBUS GROVE DAILY MARKET HOGS— 160 to 400 ................ 1460 400 up ... SOWS .............. STAGS .........v COWS— 1435 1385 0 1350 1 Ewes, Thin L. 900 650 550 Good ........... Cutters .... Canners ../ Calves ......... J. Spring Lambs Ewes, Good /.. I there is no substituti* for quality Better care in handling your crease your check for Poultry, Eggs ami Cream 105C 850 650 1550 1450 700 500 650 400 roduce will in- dy as possible, lace.