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Show f 1 . I - THE BULLETIN. BINGHAM CANYON, UTAH W Duck Design Makes a Jolly Toy, Ornament for Lawn or Applique By Ruth Wyeth Samara tut and assemble the wheelbarrow aael templet Hat at materials required art) Included. Ask (or pattera 158 and eacloae IS cents with aame and address, direct to: MRS. RUTH WYETH SPEARS Bedford Hill New Yerk Drawer 10 Enclose IS cent (or Pattern No IS. Name Address fcU0WTS ftJUWAlB 61 LAWN 1 VclinS QUILT Jir'-- T -- T0 5IDIS I jfPltOUlS 1st OF WHIHUMWOW TTHIS wheelbarrow is easy to make from scraps of lumber, The wheel is cut out of wood and held in place with a bolt. You may be able to salvage a metal wheel from some discarded toy. rhe ducks are cut out of plywood with a jig saw or by hand with a coping saw. They are then nailed to the sides of the wheelbarrow and the fun of painting and stenciling jegins. You just trace the pattern n the wood and follow the color chart. e e NOTE Pattern 258 gives an actual-siz-tutting and painting psttern (or the large wheelbarrow ducks anil (or smaller ducks to be used (or lawn ornaments or applique designs. Large diagrams showing how to On your farorita N. B. C. atatfoa very Saturday morning 9:00 A. M . M. W. T. KIDO KfUK KSEI him, KTKl KOB KOA 8:00 A. M , P. W. T. KFI K10 KHQ VVVWArV Relief At Last For Your Cough Creomulsion relieves promptly be-cause It goes right 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 yon a bottle of Creomulsion with the un-derstanding you must like the way It quickly allays the cough or you are to have your money back. CREOMULSION for Coughs, Chest Colds. Bronchitis 'I'd Have Been a Goner . . ." 1 Jl 1 JkWk STAFF SERGEANT JOHN SCHUSTER, Infantryman from Stelton, New Jersey " 'Hit the ditch, boys; here come the Jerries' Like the rest of the men I dove for the nearest hedgerow in a Normandy field on the road to St. Lo. The low-flyin- g planes dumped their bombs along the road. Only one missed, and that one hit near me. I was badly wounded by the shell fragments and the next thing I knew I was in an evacuation hospital and an Army nurse was giving me blood plasma. If it hadn't been for that I'd have been a goner. I'm an old hand at plasma for I've had it twenty times. Now they're giving me whole-bloo- d transfusions. There were Army nurses with me all the time and, tired as many of them were, they'd spend their off-dut- y time with us wounded men, helping , to bring us back to where we thought things were really worth fighting for. We need all the nurses we can get. If you can, join the Army Nurse Corps." ALL Women Can Help! Tf you arc untrained take a home nursing or nurse's aide course. If you are a senior cadet nurse serve your final six months in an Army hospitaL If you are a registered nurse join the Army Nurse Corps. You may mean the difference between life and death to our wounded men. Visit or write your local Red Cross chapter for full informa-tion and application hlank. Or communicate with the Surgeon General, U. S. Army, Washington 25, D. C. NURSES ARE NEEDED NOW! Pleas send me Information on how I am a regiittrod nurse . . . lo holp ths U, S. Army Nurse Corps I am a senior cadet nurse to care for our wounded soldiers. I am untrained but want to learn Q Wsssss Address Fill out this coupon and send It to the on General, U, S. Army, Washington 23, emr D' c" or your ,ocal R,d CroM Recruitment Committee i' RPB f U. S. ARMYpNURSE CORPS GOD IS MY k CO-PIL- OT Col. Robert L. Scoff WNU RELEASE so dark that my tracers burned bril-liant to the ground and .hen rico-cheted away into the air again, still burning. I think it was in my third pass, as the Japs seemed to be giv-ing up the effort to climb off the road, that I decided my ship would be called "Old Exterminator." Their officers must have called double-time- , for they spread out as much as they could and ran South on the road through the rain. I kept on cutting them to pieces until my ammunition was gone; I fired 1,890 rounds into those three or four hun-dred Japanese, and I don't think more than a handful escaped. As the May days drifted into weeks, I made up little schemes to fool the Japs. Perhaps the schemes worked, perhaps they didn't any-way they eased the disappointment of not getting letters from my wife and little girl and from the other folks back home. During this month I went to China as much as possible to talk to mem-bers of the AVG. Some of these pi-lots I had taught to fly in the Army Schools back home. I had checked quite a few of them and I was old-er, but I'm glad I realized then Tbe story thus (ar: Robert Scott Is graduated from West Point as a second lieutenant, and after winning his wings at Kelly Field takes up pursuit flying. Wben the war breaks out he Is an instructor in California and told he Is too old (or com- - bat flying. He appeals to one General aft-er another (or a chance to fly a combat plane and finally the opportunity comes. He says goodby to his wl(e and child and flies a (our-moto- r bomber to India, where he becomes a (erry pilot, flying supplies to Burma. After Burma (alls he visits General Chennault and tells him his story. Chennault promises that the first c. arrive (rom A(rlca will be bis. Scott soon gets a Kittyhawk and flies the skies over Burma. He gets his first Jap. CHAPTER XII After following the Salween to the South until I could see Lashio, I turned West for the field and came in right on the treetops, strafing the anU-aircra- ft guns in two passes. On the second run across the field I felt and heard bullets hitting my ship, but didn't see their origin until near-ly too late. Down close to the West end of the field, almost under the trees, were Japanese ground sol-diers. They were grouped into two squares like the old Macedonian pha-lanx, and were firing rifles at me. I turned my guns on them and could see the fifty-calib- fire taking good toll from the Jap ranks. But even after I had made three runs on them, I noted that they continued to hold their positions, an excellent demonstration of perfect battle dis-cipline. Later on one of the AVG aces, Tex Hill told me that he had seen the same thing down in Thai-land, and that after he'd strafed one bf the squares of about a hundred men and there were only two or three on their feet, those few still were shooting at him when he left the field. Leaving Lashio, I went to Katha looking for a Jap train on the rail-way, but succeeded only in gather-ing a little more ground-fire- . From there I went back North to Bhamo, and seeing no barges, continued on to Myitkyina, keeping very close to the surface of the Irrawaddy, and strafed the gun positions of the ene-my on the field with the last of my ammunition. When I landed I had made almost eight hundred miles, which is just about the limit for a fighter ship, especially since I had strafed at full throttle for several minutes. There were a few holes In my ship, but mostly In the fabric of the rudder and the flippers. The Japs couldn't learn to lead me He fought his way partially out of the trap, but two of them right on his tail literally shot him to pieces. George's ship was seen to trail smoke and dive straight down, from about fifteen thousand feet. Doctor Gentry said they watched the strick-en Forty and knew who It was by the number. As it disappeared be-hind the trees they mentally crossed the boy Paxton off their list of liv-ing men. But George and the sturdy 0 were not through. There was the surging scream of an Allison en-gine's last boost, and the ship skimmed over the trees and made a belly landing on the soft part of the field. Even then, considering the number of Japs who had been using George for target practice and the way the ship looked, with big holes in the tail, wings, and fuse-lage, as they drove out for him in the jeep they expected to find just a body. Instead, they found George Pax-to- n standing by the side of his ship, swearing and shaking his fist at the sky. Doctor Gentry said he looked into the cockpit. The instrument panel was just about shot away, the rud-der pedals were partly shot to pieces, the armor of the pilot's seat was badly bent but Paxton was out there yelling: "I still say those little snakes can't shoot!" Even his Texas boots were practi-cally shot off. Two doctors picked rivets from George's back all the afternoon, and Jap explosive parti-cles from his feet, legs and hands. The worst injuries had been caused by the Japanese explosive bullets hitting the seat armor and driving the rivets through into George's back. But for the armor, those ex-plosives would have been in Pax-ton- 's back, instead of just the rivets. On May 17. I flew with the AVG on a mission from Kunming into Indo-china. Squadron Leader Bishop led the attack. I flew the wing position with R. T. Smith, one of the aces of the Flying Tigers and one of the pilots I remembered checking dur-ing his training days at Santa Ma-ria, California. We got off the Kunming field with our fighters and headed South over the lakes at twelve thousand feet. In a few minutes we passed Meng-tz- e and the clouds thinned out and the weather got pretty clear. We Symbol of the American Volun-teer Group "Flying Tigers" which made aerial combat history over China and Burma when the Japs were having their inning. The AVG was later inducted Into the Army Air Corps, with General Claire Chennault as commander. that these younger pilots knew a million times more about combat than I did. I'd corner some of these Flying Tigers and ask them ques-tions, for I loneed for the day when went just about over Laokay, on the Chinese-Indo-Chin- a border. Then we followed the River Rouge through the very crooked gorge in the mountains, on South towards Ha-noi. -- Just about halfway between the border and Hanoi we saw a train coming North on the railroad. Bish-op led four of us down to strafe it while the other four stayed at twelve thousand' for r. We circled over the train as we spiralled down to attack, and while the speed of the dive built up I got my gun-switc- h on and tried to trim the ship for the increasing speed. As we levelled off and went in for the kill, I saw Bishop's tracers hitting the engine. By the time I got there in number two position, on Bishop's wing now the white steam was spraying from the punc-tured boiler. I saw the engineer and fireman jump from the locomotive, and as we went on down the cars, shooting into them, I saw Jap sol- - diers and probably Vichy French civilians jumping off too. We came back and set some of the cars on fire. It was a cinch now. for the enough; I guess they'd never hunted game birds. In less than an hour I took off again and made a shorter trip to Mogaung and Katha, searching without success for a train. After getting more fuel I went back and strafed Myitkyina, turned South, and caught a barge of enemy equipment at Bhamo. Though I didn't sink this river boat, I put at least eight hun-dred rounds of ammunition in it, and left it settling in the water and drifting slowly with the current. The crew either were killed or jumped Into the river. And now, to close the big day, I got in the air again and set my course for the bridge on the Sal-ween about twenty miles West of Paoshan. I had received a radio report that the AVG under Tom Jones, Bishop, and Tex Hill were g the Japs who were constructing a pontoon bridge there. Reaching the rendezvous point, I couldn't see a thing except some burning trucks that the AVG had strafed on the Jap side of the Sal-ween; evidently I had got to the bat-tle too late. I had turned South towards Lashio and was flying through a moderate rain when, down below on the Bur-ma Road, I saw a troop column marching South, probably towards Chefang. At this point the Burma Road is about eight thousand feet above sea level, rising nearby to its ceiling, just over nine thousand feet. The troops below me were Japa-nese soldiers, evidently retreating from the mauling they had taken back there on the river, when the AVG had bombed them with bombs. I turned to the side, to watch them they were In heavy rain, and from the stand-point of their own safety they were in the worst possible place on the road. The Burma Road was cut out of red Yunnan clay, and there were steep banks on both sides of the column besides I don't think they had heard me over the roar of the rain, and I know they hadn't seen my ship. I turned my gun switches on and dove for the kill, sighting carefully through my lighted sight. My trac-ers struck the target dead center, for I had held my fire until the last moment. There was no need of doing this job at high speed, for if I merely cruised I'd have longer to shoot at them and could also look out for the hills hidden in the rain tnd the clouds. This time there was no dust, but the red, muddy water went up like a geyser. The six Fifties femed to cut the column to bits. As I passed over, I could see those who hadn't been hit trying desperately to crawl up the muddy bank to the safety of the trees and slipping back. Turning very close to the hills, I same back over. Every now and then I'd lose them, for the rain was heavy and it was dark in the clouds, I'd get to fly on attacking missions with them. At first they were hard to know. The men they had met as represent-ing our Army in China had been pretty harsh with these high-strun-flyers, who after all had done the greatest job in the war against the enemy. In the beginning they were reluctant to answer my questions or tell me the secrets of their success in combat. They couldn't understand why a Colonel in the Army Air Corps had to know anything. As George Paxton put it: Didn't the Army know everything? "Seems like to me," he said, "every army officer we've seen out here knows all the answers." When he found out that I was se-rious, and that my ambition was to get over there and fly with them, and learn combat from them, so that in the end I might teach it to our younger pilots who would be coming out, he told me things that I would never have learned otherwise. "First," he said, leading me off under the wing of one of the "first, the Old Man says, never turn with one of the Zeros. He says that's bad." I learned that the Jap ship would outmaneuver anything and would outclimb the 0 four to one. "But that doesn't matter," Paxton said. "The P-4- 0 is the strongest ship in the world. It's heavy as hell, but that makes it out-div- e just about anything, and it'll out-div- e the Jap two to one. With those two Fifties and the four thirty-calibe- r guns in the B's we have done pretty good. Now with the six Fifties in the new Kittyhawks we out-gu- n anything." He told me that Hill, Rector, Bond, Neal, Lawler, and other aces had seen Zeros disintegrate in front of their six Fifties, and went on to ad-vise that I use the good qualities of the 's against the bad qualities of the Jap, but never try to beat him at his own game climbing and ma-neuverability. Paxton did me a lot of good he got me my first flight with the AVG on the Emperor's birthday. But the Jap didn't come in. We were the most griped bunch you've ever seen. Everyone up and waiting at three a. m. and then the dirty didn't have the guts to come in! I heard a story on George Paxton that will show you the kind of tough Texan he was. It was down over Rangoon, near Mingaladon air-drome, in the early days of the Bur-ma war. Doctor Gentry, who told me the story, said that the squadron George was in was aloft and engag- - ing the Japanese over the field. Look-ing upstairs, you could see the con-densation streamers criss-crossin- g the sky, and every now and then a trail of smoke as a Jap Zero burned and plunged towards the earth. Finally eight or nine Zeros ganged up on George Paxton. They got on his tail and they got all over him train had stopped and was no longer weaving through the narrow curves of the gorge. While the boys talked to one an-other, we and I heard Bishop say, "Let's bomb the rail-road yards at Laokay with our frags." (Fragmentation bombs.) I thought then that was wrong, for we had alerted Laokay as we flew over and they were probably listening to us and would be waiting for us. That didn't matter, though; we'd get the railroad yards and some of the anti-aircra- crews too, if they didn't look out. We spiralled down to bomb the target and I saw Bishop's bombs hit dead center on the round-hous- Then I dropped mine. Just at that instant Bishop's fighter belched fire and smoke, and I saw him slide his canopy open and jump His chute opened so close in front of my ship that I pulled up for fear I'd run into it. I hung there for what seemed like hours, with my air speed indi- - eating three hundred miles an hour, while black bursts of anti-aircra- ft fire broke all around me. The ship just seemed to stand still, but I saw Bishop floating down towards the river that was the boundary between China and Indo-Chin- a. At the very last moment, as I got my nose down and got out of the cen- - ter of the t, I saw an unlucky wind blow the chute back to the Indo-Chines- e or Jap side of the river, and Bishop was captured. We heard from him later that he was really a prisoner of the French and was getting along all right. We North of Laokay and went back to Kunming. General Chennault said that the train wasn't worth Bishop we should have left Laokay alone. (TO BE CONTXNUEDi A SWIMMING enthusiast, of which there happen to be several mil-lions, wants to know more about the Yale-Kiphut- h swimming combina-tion and what they have done. "Also," he writes, "can you give me the history of the d swim-ming record? I've been in the navy for two years where swimming is a big part of our training, and where ability to swim has already saved thousands of lives. Not only every navy man, but every army man who sails on transports must be inter-ested in swimming. It can easily mean life or death to us." Well. Bob Kiphuth has been with Yale 28 years. Yale has won 32 col lege swimming championships in the last 36 years. In the last 27 years, Yale has won 35C college meets, los-ing only nine, one of the greatest rec-ords in sport. Cer-tainly no football coach or football team has even ap-proached this mark. And it must be ad- - GramIand Ri( e milled that swim-ming is not only one of our great- - est sports, but our most important sport in war. No one can deny this, especially when you consider the vast spread of the Pacific ocean. Now concerning the change in swimming records that have taken place in the last 47 years in the 100 yards free style the greatest test in speed here are the records. World's 100 Yard Free Style Record: Seconds '9760 J. H. Derbyshire .Scotland 02 59.6 F. C. T. Lane England 0158 Richard CavtU Australia 04 57.06 Cecil Healy Australia 0656 C. M Daniels V. 8. A. 07 55.04 C. M. Daniels U. S. A. '10 54.88 C. M. Daniels U. S. A. '1553.8 Duke Kahanamokn. . .V. S. A. 2252.6 Johnny Welsmuller. . .V. 8. A. 2751 Johnny Welsmuller. . .U. 8. A. 4350.6 Alan Ford ... .(Yale) V. 8. A. 44 40.7 Alan Ford. (Yale) U. S. A. These records show a change of more than 10 seconds for the 100 yards in these 47 years. They show a drop from 60 seconds to 49.7, which is further proof that about 99 per cent of modern athletes are better than the old timers. It was not until 1906 that the United States began warming up. Before that Great Britain ruled the water and the waves. But in the last 38 years the U. S. A. has dominated the water by a wide margin with C. M. Daniels, Duke Kahanamoku, John-ny Weismuller and Alan Ford In front not overlooking other TJ. S. swimmers who were close along-side. Swimming is not only one of our greatest, but one of our most important sports. For it is a sport every young American should learn. Above all else, it is a g matter, which few other sports ever are. No 'Greatest' There is always an Insistence, year after year, from the general sporting public that the word "greatest" should be brought in. There is no such word in sport. Not even the Greeks had a name for it. This has been brought to mind by the number of letters that have come in lately asking us to com-pare the Red Blaik army squad with the best college teams of the past. Several have asked if Army wasn't "the greatest college team" of all time. Once again we'd like to repeat-th- ere is no such animal. The Army backfield with Blanchard, Davis, Kenna, Minor, Hall and Lombard! was magnificent. So was the Army line. But we call your attention to the fact that some of those Bernie Bierman Minnesota teams were also terrific also a few in other years belonging to Jock Sutherland and Pittsburgh, Rockne and Notre Dame, Howard Jones and Southern California. The Leahey-Notr- e Dame squad of last fall with Bertelli as quarterback was as good as any I can remember. Considering what Army did to such good teams as Navy, Notre Dame, Duke and Pennsylvania it is quite possible that Army was the most destructive of all football forces. It was certainly too de- - structive for any competition col- - lege had this fall. Red Blaik of Army doesn't agree with me In ranking the Notre Dame team of 1943 over the Army 1944 outfit. Rip Miller does. So does Ed McKeever, who was Leahey's assistant last year who turned in such a fine job this season after be-ing completely outclassed in materi-al by Army and Navy. 1014 Summing Up Giving Army and Navy due and full credit, it must still be remem- - bered, in justice to other colleges, that they had the pick of over 20 fine backs from 12 colleges. Few schools had even one man who could make the grade on an Army or Navy team this season, Ohio State being the outstanding exception. In time of war it was a fine thing to have Army and Navy as good as they wee. They belonged up front in what is known as a "morale way." But thev still had the pick. -- '.'aaaeci by Western Newspaper Union, Jfey VIRGINIA VAI.E Hhe real Deanna Durbin ftBm you'll see in "Can't , tinging"; the picture's MMhnicolor, so Deanna's HH golden, not the darker I created for her black white films. But the star fertile to vie with the landscape, "(' his super-Wester- n was made A jit the spectacularly beautiful -- 'ry of Utah. The turquoise blue ..'jo lake could offer competition jactress Deanna rated the Mgimusic, too; her songs were Hbv Jerome Kern, author of A&Eic for "Show Boat" and "" JB a bswBm&v gisaBmwr .Jsi& J Hfr 'v'"' r fEANNA DURBIN r ,.Wm y other hits, and the lyrics are !. Y. Harburg, who turned out rerges for the songs in "Bloom- - t New York's newest mu- - 6 hit. era 'i? ring the first eight weeks of Have and Have Not," at a New theater, 350,000 persons paid e the Humphrey Bogart-Laure- n 11 opus. The Bogart admirers med in by thousands, many S eame to see the new starlet. rtl mjRtty Coy and Miriam Franklin trscl for three and a half ha for the danre they do in - Ty's Tavern" two weeks long- - lan it took Fred Astaire and odorle Reynolds to prepare their osenes for "Holiday Inn." Inci- - !" (iUy Johnny, recently signed by mount, is being hailed as a "ruination of Astaire and Gene fori', Deoause of his performance nPB of This World." ly !:lp in. Cromwell has a reputation direi'tor who brings out hidden 't 'ami devel" s stars: he's the Who made I'.ette Davis a star 1&t "Human Bondage." In "Since Went Away" several newcom- - H outstanding performances. comes "The Enchanted Falo: see it and keep an eye on Martha Holliday, Jjjila Belmont, Nancy Marlow, llrt Clarke. Bill Williams and Kent. Maybe you'll be in on BVelopment of a new star. lly Cassell, playing a light-- I sd G.I. whom the girls go for Joe," the Ernie Pyle pic-w- ?1 his screen career to !f Rooney. Rooney saw him Los Angeles cafe, got him a a test and a contract with on attend a broadcast of "Mr. Attorney" you see Ethel ,f JrAbie toting a box about three to 51 nigh; she stands on It when-"'ll- 's time for her to say her The voice of a tough gun ,'rc Comes from a tiny gal who re;u ii the mike! Ser Al" Heifer, former Mu- - System sports ? and honorably discharged nat ommander of the navy, ecth latest Cinderella story to While strolling through the cor-- . of New York's 20th Century- - to audition as a yBce was spotted by a talent a technicolor screen and a long-ter- contract for andsome, six-fo- five Al. But m took for him on the screen U' that name it'll probably be iei before he faces the JEM. jhry Stevens, the lad replaced Dennis Day as singer UkjkJack Benny program, is ex-B- e d about that contract he can marry his high B sweetheart, Barbara Wil-- S t'niverya! contract player. M'i think Dick Haymes would lent, what with his "Every-Jfb- r the Boys" air show over JHd his starring role opposite fcGiable in 20th Century-Fox'- s 3(10 nd Horseshoe." But now ,jjdying short-stor- y writing! OS AND ENDSDanny Kaye is itarnnK on his mtn air show on .it- - W ere told that Cornelia Otis " W tmtl Kulimd Young may come in a mdio series like their "if'il-kitjj- f Mary." . . . Archduke Felix of .jftjmold Jean Fontaine that the best fg'd seen was "Going My Way." viy Canovm is now appearing on a psrir er NRC. . . . There's still Hbemnm lor another Phil Baker PHwi Beetle and Bottle , Beetle is UStii I onr Canteen) Wilson, and mkwLllnrry (It Pays to Be Ignorant) jjUfA- . . . No need to identify Take It or Leave It) Baker. Columbus Tall, Dignified, Redheaded, Says Prof. Christopher Columbus was a redhead until middle ago, but his hair had turned white by the time he made his voyage to Amer-ica in 1492. That's the opinion of Professor Daniel Sargeant of Haverford uni-versity, after exhaustive research into the life of the noted explorer. "Columbus was tall and well-buil- t, of dignified mien, with red hair and beard, a long ruddy face, clear gray eyes and acquiline nose. He evinced a taste for yel-low in bends and for crimson in caps, cloaks and shoes," Profes-lo- r Sargeant said. |