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Show REAVER PRESS American Troops Land al Harbors on Guam FIR wit" .WHITE Lieut. Cot et a Flying Fortress, e real not VtSl fi,tal day when the Japs I Eight 01 his h. the Philippines. e royal I fleeing lor shel- ti,d while 9 .mil 99, wltb many other For-nn the r round. ii.h.A . IsS . flemuiio"-to Australia, where they mKslonf over the Philip- he chos, M n , Strait. Serft. Boone, SSI Of fr0m Kill how Q"""1 die' itf2tfKT THUS Espial . t' " u,,sar Jap. bombard a and s Jap bomb Co erlr.. The nntrh town, Another bomb the kitchen. , direct hit on the fliers' aupply i'L w tme; ne fa, ' SOmeill eer CHAPTER XVI '1 flock;:p Du'ch made us steel tripods machine snop, out we hem In bell of a time geiung anyone j We were flvina Knioo ans and couioni ao u ourSo Sllva ana i took me Madiun. On i and went into street corners we saw a Duncn ative3 standing around ptcKing teeth or scratcmng weir doi- - b ieaj The . IB Eh must hp .Tan:s. ne ms" sathizers, or else tney wouw been busy helping win tne war. ,e pulled out eur .45's, and by a cidence they all got into mat TED ti.- macist time pj, in, - r,rriA J..m 3 cm thr-- FAma rf rtln 4Vtda you ever saw. Alter when the alarm would go off could run to those foxholes and we knocked down five ,j i gun is with them In the short time were there. e were fixing up our planes. Our tail guns had finally cured be--i Japs of making attacks from Now they were coming In at W.KI.U.TEATUREJ but still it's nir tr, i,o., u . beautiful girl in town about crazy you, to the point where it even bothers the admirals. "She was, so they said, a very high Dutch socialite and had lots of money, which you might guess by how simple and expensive her evening dresses were. In the daytime she wore a beautifully tailored uniform of one of the woman's volun-tee- r organizations. I think she drove a car for the Dutch General Staff. "Meanwhile my job was growing by leaps and jumps. In that hotel dining room you might see General Wavell. the British Commander in Chief, or Admiral Hart, or General Brett, who commanded the United Nations Air Force, or Van Oeyen, the Dutch Commander in Chief. I was circulating among the tables, and my brief case was so crammed with hot information I wouldn't trust it in a checkroom. "There was a feeling of tension. Refugees had been crowding in from Singapore and Sumatra. Now there was a feeling that maybe they'd be crowding out soon. Lots of the natives had already left, and those servants who remained you knew were staying only because they were very loyal. But to whom? Maybe to the Dutch. Or maybe to someone else foxholes ailers directions, hunting for our soft Is, feeling us out like we were but mostly it dame on a sofa,head-on, bewere hitting us te they discovered that in the MEN' LHASCE Cit;, Mil 1 we had only a single little .30-ber. I guess the designers, aft- nutting in those tail guns, had ed they could rest on their lau-- f but you can never do that long J wrilm, Kenstm l tJ k war. TABlf got busy there on Madiun I We mounted a big in in the navigator's compart-fet, rigging it so it would fire out th And for Good ventilator. sure we stuck in another .30- ISo we Jes Growttt bles-- ser. M dMtlcti then they're carrying out at the factory, but the only my factory can learn what is ed is from the combat crews Since ysvilk) x idea selves. the time we got those in the nose, the s started staying away from us. i be flying along pretty as you pse when a flock of Zeros would re into view, but staying well out pange just looking us over. Then of our gunners might fire a burst heir direction, Just to let them t we were on the balls. Or some- ?s the Zeros might come in for or two wide, sweeping passes. mostly they'd go off with their h between their legs. Toward ast they only tried to get us on ground. They knew we had no ection there to speak of no rj and no They'd e in insolant as could be." ut about uses f ing. nacl nfoi.nf in Me rigged guns its fL- eofluV- ': stand1! pom-pom- if s. the gunners uere in the tirrets ready to fire.) 'feaning pat was the week I got into ming way over my head in this poo work," said Frank, "but first Nght to look M which was at that bie de luxe the unofficial capi- Java. Its lobby, bar, and were crowded with uni-p British. Dutch, and Ameri- It looked like a Hollywood cos- - din-roo- m parade. was f ' an enormous hlgh-Jige- d spacious thing, open to the Javanese air little : tropical and out of the and roost on the would fly In the ? room clt- - P. Dutch wve are great eaters, and something they call reis-r- l you order it and then sit F nd eat while twpntw.thra line up and walk by your ta- Cach Carrvinff B riifYm-on- t nii.a J or bowl of relish or rice. " once and managed to live "ting only every other course, Jour lot. ITH 3h to true colonial all twenty-thre- e into his big uie layers aown witn .B 3 of beer. bar you ro'Sht e the hfH f'Ot Patrnl Wi in i sance, drinking Daiquiris things ved b Id nuimin u,ni a1 i BOO Killo!.- - UA. I would see my High School class-h- k 'Hotel WAS ,, ' and 011 hou". very handsome in uniform, and with mSt beautiful S'rl 10 -o- Mau 0?,-e- n cl Robcrlsn. sitting there aval pilot's , ibaya 4 had d;,rk hair, Pale face and an almost that was sad in re- - "cn a smile would t quickly and you'd wonder how j C0,,m evcr have thought that i braut''ul legs in the h wKm0Stshe'd walk through the i IK? ,beii7 wS"V BO (C gK- John', arm Bni look- - even the oldest and I ia J1. admiral would rustle a lit-- i ,air and an out to give maI inspection. The cZ(,v hjm- ifcblji i - would have C'hTtheythpvhadn,t likcd hlm hat-lihuc- h h. nd i don,t her much thought, very busy "e The same fist which held the light also held a steel knife. flash- staying around to watch us, relaying information we knew not how, or to whom. You couldn't be sure of anything. "Except that I knew they were watching me, maybe only out of idle curiosity as I circulated from one table to the other, and kept that brief case leaning against my leg when I sat at my own table. "That hotel certainly wasn't built to keep military secrets. The big bedrooms had only s like barrooms swinging open to the air above and below. The barefooted native servants looked after them, only I d catch them slipping in and out of mine at queer times of the day. But I thought I only imagined it. I also suspected they were listening in the corridor outside. One evening a couple of the pilots were down from Malang going back the same night sitting on my bed while we talked over new orders, and somehow a feeling grew on me we were being watched. I whispered to the others to go on talking, slipped off my shoes, tiptoed to the door. Just as I opened it I caught a glimpse of a white robe flitting around the corner. blacked-ou- t When I got out into the corridor, I could see nothing. But then I was sure. "That night I slept with my brief case under my pillow. In addition every bed was provided with a Dutch widow. At first the American pilots didn't know what to make of this and would kick them out on the floor. I should maybe explain that a Dutch widow is a Ion;? padded bolster, and if you sleep with It between your knees, it keeps your legs from pressin the ing together and sweating while the a After heat. tropical them. pilots began to like went to sleep I "But that night white shape the about wondering I'd seen flit around the corner. It seemed about the same size as the waiter who had been staring at me in the dining room for the past three isn't quite the days. Only staring word Because this particular little had glassy eyes like a diturtle. I could never catch them it the had I feeling but on me. rectly was I he was interested in. Jac-qu"Two nights later Lieutenant came up from Malang. By the it was so time we had finished work late I suggested he'd better spend brief the night with me. I put my On usual. as case under my pillow u:. ,rir,ii:.r nieht it contained I don't even something so important ---- -like to taut aouui " "" hiffh-ceiline- half-door- chili-pick- et that was why I 8lept uneasily. Or maybe because the whole outlook for the war was so bad. I realized in the Philippines I had only been lucky, and I might never get out of Java. It was very hot, and in the distance a thunderstorm was muttering as it moved toward the city. "Anyway. I'd been lightly asleep for about an hour when a glare awoke me. It was a flashlight, held very close a haze of yellow light coming through the mosquito netting over my face. But in this haze I could see that the same fist which held the flashlight also held a steel knife, and that its point stuck down into the yellow cone of that flashlight. The other hand was just touching the edge of my pillow. "I gave a yell and dived through that netting like a cat, but the yellow light instantly winked out and I was standing there alone in the darkness, while Jacquet rolled out on the other side. He hadn't been as nervous as I, and was sleeping more deeply. But just then a blue lightning flash lit up the room, and by its quick glare I saw the door into the corridor closing (I was sure I had locked it). But when I got out into the corridor it seemed empty. "Why hadn't he stabbed me? I think because he was surprised to find Jacquet there. One of us would surely have been able to make an outcry. And I thought to myself, 'Well, stranger, for a newcomer you're sure getting into a lot of things, because you never thought some guy you didn't know and had never bothered would ever try to kill you through mosquito netting in a place called Java.' The brief case was okay." "And the queer thing was," said Margo, "that just at this time the report got back to America that Frank was dead. He'd been killed in a flying accident in Java. I was down in Florida by then, and the only man I could really talk to was Cliff Jensen, an Air Corps boy we had known at March and Albuquerque, and later at Morrison Field. "He was stationed near by, and now was working twenty-on- e hours a day for the rest of the gang who were fighting in Java. I could really talk to Cliff we understood each other. The rumor that Frank was dead somehow reached Australia, and of course the Air Corps is a small place. In a few days Colonel Truesdell in California heard it from one of the ferry pilots, and a few days later Cliff heard of it. He didn't tell me, because he wasn't quite sure, but some people thought it had really happened. "I could feel the difference. They were looking at me queerly now. They would say what a fine boy Frank 'had been.' Or that they were praying for his safe return. They never understand. They can't see that what you're anxious about is not the distant future, but this very night. Is he hungry? Must he go out on a mission? Maybe he's been badly hurt during the day, and you don't know it yet "Praying that everything will be all right during those weeks and months to come scares you it's asking too much, you're afraid. You just pray he's all right tonight, and isn't wounded, and will get enough sleep, so he'll be strong and alert and have a good chance tomorrow. You don't dare ask more. "Also those strong plump sunburned men who could leave their business for months to lie around on the Florida sands were very 'realistic' about the war sure it was all a terrible mess and everything was going to pieces, offering me lots of sympathy. But what had any of them ever done to get us a decent Air Force In the past? Or what good were they or their 'realism doing anyone now? I liked Cliff's better. He knew what the boys were up against and was up half the night trying to hurry reinforcements. Out of the little we had (and he knew how little), so they could hold what they could. Cliff made sense. The rest was a nightmare." 4 -- Ik Cr W V' vv I 14440' o 10 f A cL p ji " 20 MILES Fort 45 " 1 r, oumav Agat 1 7 . Fort Apugan lit I, La iiai 1 1 (Highest point)20 GUAM Guam, first American possession to fall to the Japs, is back under control of the military authorities. After the U. S. naval task forces subjected Jap installations to intermittent bombardment, the marines and army troops established beachheads. The Yanks drove northward and southward on the west coast, captured airports destroyed during the bombardment, killed hundreds of Japanese, destroyed tanks and installations and took possession of all major objectives. Yanks Take Prisoners and Mop Up St. Lo S v2 -- r 1 Vi' Ms v, - 1 ii V .. 2 shell-riddl- 1 3 A Yank infantryman dashes down the street to cover past a knocked-ou- t U. S. tank destroyer (left) , in the town of St. Lo, France, during the mopping up of that section. Right German prisoners, some of them without shoes, are htfrded through a ruined street in St, Lo. The German communications center in Normandy was captured by American forces after some of the most savage fighting of the invasion. Allied Ace of Aces Roosevelt's Memorial Service -- Sri ; 'A n & 7' - ..v. 1 J t.fi'wir x 'jit- - k f f is lata al. Tomrtjf al a wawiiia - With 59 German planes to his credit, Lieut. Col. Aledandre of the Soviet air force, Is the top Allied ace of the war. He shot down 48 of his victims while Airaco-br- a, 9, flying an American the famed cannon fighter. Pok-ryshk- in, Shown entering Christ church, to attend services for Brig. Gen. Theodore Roosevelt Jr., are Jeft to right, Mrs. Theodore Roosevelt and son, Lieut. Theodore Roosevelt III, behind them are Mrs. Theodore Roosevelt III, and brother, Lieut. Cornelius Roosevelt, L'SNR, and in rear, Lieut. Comdr. and Mrs. William McMillan, daughter. "When we'd first hit Java," said Frank, "we'd been full of the offensive spirit sure we were going to roll the Japs back off the Philippines onto Formosa with those thousand S. planes which, according to rumor, were coming within three months. The second month was almost up now, Java was unsteady under our feet, and we'd so far received about two dozen maybe a few more Forts than that, and seven dive bombers. Hardly fifty planes in all. "Now we knew the offensive was out for the time being. What we prayed for was fighters to defend what was left of our Forts and those beautifully camouflaged Dutch airfield's. With fighters to hold them off, we knew we could hold Java. "All right suppose the Japs had rrwvcd into Timor and cut the Jugu: 4 lar vein from Australia, so that our could no longer hop on the island chain to us on their belly tanks? Why not a carrier? Couldn't the Navy spare Just one which in Austracould load up with lia and then, when it was still several hundred miles from Java View of a corner of Central riaza In Mexico City daring the "battle" and out of range of the Jap bombers, loose, let that raged there when police and firemen, with aid of $16,000 fire engine, it could turn the them fly on In to us, and go back recently imported from the United Stales, attempted to break op an Illegal meeting of the National Proletarian Front. The fire engine was for another load? ttally destroyed and scores were Injured, (TO BE CONTINUED! U. P-3- Comforts of Home Fire Engine at Mexico Riot ft Y' iona ' It v 's P-4- A ft. V MaJ. Paul Douglas (left), of Para-gool7 Ark., commander of Fighter-Bombsquadron In France, sits op In bed for final night chat with MaJ. Harold P. Sparks of Frankfort, Ky. d. P-4- er |