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PFC. FOWLER HATLEY of Forney, Tex., was PFC. CECIL D. C R A G O of Sundance, Wyo., PFC. AUGUST COLEMAN w h o , l i k e t h e
a construction worker as a civilian. After his used to work on a ranch. In the New Georgia rest of these men, fought in Guadalcanal and
experience in Guadalcanal and New Georgia fight he and his squad came close to being New Georgia, was a farmer in Hiwasse, Ark.
he says: "Man to man, Japs are lousy fighters." wiped out by Jap dual - purpose AA guns. Coleman won the Purple Heart at Guadalcanal.
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A C T I N G CPL. DUDLEY C. M U R P H Y of New PFC. CHARLES BOUGHNER of Seattle, Wash., sits with some Jap souvenirs. When his com-
London, Conn., once a gas-station attendant, pany was pinned down without a field of fire at Munda, only Boughner, behind a log, could
found the Japs "damn good as jungle fighters." get in effective shots. Men passed him cartridges, two M i s , one BAR and a tommy gun.
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LT. COL. JOE KATSARSKY, commander of PFC. DALE H U T S O N was once in furniture PFC. HERBERT H A T H C O A T worked in a coal
the infantry battalion which drove a wedge business at Grand Rapids, Mich. In the battle mine at Hancevllle, Ala. At Munda he escaped
through Jap positions to the sea in the battle for O'Brien Hill he broke through a Jap machine- Jap grenade which wounded two buddies, later
for Munda airfield. He's from Battle Creek, Mich. gun nest near road used to evacuate wounded. came close to being ripped by machine-gun fire.
INFANTRY BATTLE
IN NEW GEC^GIA
By Sgt. MACK MORRISS weary and somewhat bewildered, started back through ihe 1st Battalion
YANK StaflF Correspondent lines. Behind it came the Jap, engaging its rear elements. In the jungle
there was a confusion of friend and enemy, and for a while nobody
- iTH U. S. FORCES IN N E W GEORGIA—"When they got on the target, knew exactly what was going on, least of all the Jap,
•' ^JJ: one Jap went 40 feet in the air, over the tops of the trees, just But he soon learned. He had been following a unit in withdrawal,
floated up lazy like, turned over one time and came back down. and he ran flush into another unit of unknown strength, firmly em-
"Then there was another that went up like a pinwheel, all arms and placed on O'Brien Hill. The withdrawing unit moved through, its rear
legs twisting in the air. He was an officer, I think, because I saw a saber elements disengaging the enemy and leaving him to the men of the
go one way and a pistol the other. Next morning I stumbled over that 1st who waited for the counterattack to reach them.
saber and Howie got the pistol. There was one Jap blown plumb out At 1430 the Jap hit and the fight was on. Twenty-six hours later it
of his pants. We found the breeches hanging way up the limb of a tree." was over. An estimated enemy body of two reinforced companies, which
That was how 1st Sgt. Orville (Pappy) Cummins of Spokane, Wash,, just about matched the battalion's strength, had been so completely
described the results of mortar fire on a Jap gun position during one of wrecked that in the days to follow there was no evidence of it again.
the 12 days that his infantry battalion drove a wedge from the jungle- The first contact, when the advancing enemy ran head-on into light
land behind Munda airfield to the sea.
They fought three separate actions, each as different from the other
as night from day. The story of the battalion and particularly of 1st Sgt.
Cummins' A Company is the .story of jungle combat—of attack and
counterattack and then attack again.
Their first engagement lasted seven days. It was fought on a hillside
and in a gully that was the jungle at its worst, where visibility was nor-
mally 15 yards and the war between Jap and American wa.s waged at
a distance that was often not more than 15 feet.
The hill was named O'Brien Hill for 1st Lt. Robert M. O'Brien of
Everett, Wash., who died there. A second hill, immediately to the front,
was named for 2d Lt. Louis K. Christian of Pullman, Wash., who had
received a field commission from the ranks on Guadalcanal and was
killed at the beginning of the seven-day fight.
^ The battalion had shot its way from the line of departure to O'Brien
Hill, and on the afternoon of the second day C Company attacked due
west toward Christian Hill, followed by B Company. When they reached
the foot of the slope and could go no farther, they pulled back to allow
the artillery and mortars to give the place a working over.
Then, with B Company in advance, they tried again next day. The
battalion attack was again stopped cold. Insult was added to injury
when the infantry found itself being shot at with our own weapons, our
grenades, our BAIls. Some pf the Japs even wore our jungle "zoot suits."
In some previous fight their take had been good, and they made the
most of it.
With night coming on and the enemy still intact, the battalion pulled
back to O'Brien Hill, and set up a perimeter defense of outposts pushed
out ahead of a circular main line of resistance. They were there on the
fourth day, throwing fire across the hill in front and directing fire at
a strong point to their left, which was under assault by another unit. >t-t»-'V. ^-f-^ '•1 . *.i*_a*r . 1 '
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The unit on the battalion's right had pushed ahead, had been badly
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hit and had been ordered back to reorganize. At chow time the unit.
machine guns, rocked him back on his heels. been stretched above foxhoies were cut to r i b - threw a few more rocks and then screamed.
For two hours, in the light of the afternoon, the bons and the sticks that held them up were "Here we come!"'
attack came in squad groups as th*e J a p sought splintered. The men tore them down to avoid Three of them sprang out with .25-caliber light
to probe the defensive lines, to see what this getting entangled in the canvas. machine guns, which they fired as they rushed.
was he had smacked into. He stabbed inquisi- The Japs used tracers and explosive bullets that Two of them died in their tracks.. The third ran.
tively here and there, testing the front, testing trailed a brief string of fire and cracked sharply
the flanks, with six men, then a dozen, rushing when they hit twigs. The J a p soldiers came for- How Ne^vbrough Saved the Day
forward. He got nowhere. When darkness came ward in bunches, leaping and running like mani- As the fight progressed Newbrough, alone on
the battalion heard him digging in. acs and yelling at the tops of their voices. Their the gun. kept it going con.stantly. Nobody, not
On the battalion's right flank was a saddle that bayonets were fixed and they might have tried even he, knows how many belts of ammunition
led from O'Brien Hill to another rise to the right to use them, but they never got that close. Two he expended. As the gun continued to fire, it at-
front. To the immediate front, stretching from of them tumbled into outpost foxholes, dead be- tracted more and more attention until it seemed
right front to left, was the gully that was dense fore they hit the emplacements themselves. that Newbrough was the only target. Bullets
with jungle. The forward slope of O'Brien Hill The outposts withdrew to the main line of r e - splattered into everything, cutting down the
was fairly open. The outposts were at the edge sistance as the battalion tightened against the shelter half on top of him and clearing the un-
of the jungle and the main line of resistance not strain. The aid station, which had been on the derbrush from around him.
more than 15 or 20 yards behind them, with the forward slope, moved to the other side of the Newbrough unfastened Ihe traversing mech-
CP a little higher and to the rear. hill because the fire was so thick that the medics anism and, crouching low, sighted along the
That night the Jap, more sure of himself, came could not get off the ground to attend the under side of the barrel so that no part of him
in. He came across the saddle and up from the wounded. During the melee, when there was no was above the level of the gun itself. With his
gully. It was obvious that he was trying his old work for them, the message-center people kept hand over his head he hung onto the trigger and
tricli of attempting demoralization because he low and played Battleship. Finally, their shelter raked the ground before him.
yelled like a Comanche when he rushed, and shot to ribbons, they moved. His gun corporal, Dick Barrett of Rosburg,
when he was preparing to rush he yelled threats: The CP and the MLR stayed put. Men were Wash., managed to get through to him with am-
"American soldier will die tonight. Prepare hit. Once a man was gutshot and two medics munition when the supply was almost exhausted,
to die, Yank-eee!'' picked him up and walked him, one on either and Pfc. Hollis S. Johnson of McKenzie, Ala.,
He worked by familiar formula, throwing in side, through the fire to safety. Another man was came up to cover him with a BAR. Newbrough,
his little grenades which exploded with much shot and as he raised up he said, "I'm hit." As a shy kid with a- country brogue and the faintest
noise and little effect, tossing in his knee-mortar he fell forward he said, "I'm dead." He was. show of a beard, probably saved the battalion
shells, pouring in his fast-firing, brittle-sounding Capt. Ralph Phelps of Spokane, Wash., the bat- that day.
automatic fire. His yelling, which was mostly in- talion exec, was in a foxhole conference with the The attack, once stopped, was not repeated.
articulate, was constant, and the men of the CO of A Company. As they talked, a stream of The battalion smashed it, but not until other
battalion yelled back insult for insult. machine-gun bullets went between their bodies, units approached from two sides did the J a p see
"Americans cowards!" yelled the Nips. less than 6 inches apart. They scooted down proof that his case was hopeless and withdraw
"Tojo eats ——!" yelled the infantry. further, looked at each other, and went on talk- in the late afternoon. With its ordeal over, the
Three times during the night the Jap attacked ing. In the V of a tree was a J a p with a BAR battalion took Christian Hill against little oppo-
in what would amount to platoon strength, and which he let fly at intervals as he ducked up and sition and advanced 800 yards through the jungle
each time the attack was cut to pieces. That night down. They called him "Jack-in-the-box." A before darkness halted it.
the .30-caliber light machine guns did the work grenade got him. On the ninth day A Company was in front of
of the defensive design heavies. In the morning Because there were no men to be spared for the battalion advance, which skirted northward
the air-cooled lights looked as if they'd been in ammo carriers, the noncoms divided their time
a fire, with their barrels burnt orange arid flak- between controlling their men and supplying
ing. But they kept on firing.
In the jungle the first light of dawn always
them, which in either case meant exposure to
murderous fire. A corporal was killed as he crept
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brings heavy fire, and this time it was heavy. forward with ammunition for his men. A buck
But the J a p tried no further attack. He was sav- sergeant, Hubert Santo of Medford, Oreg., held
ing himself for something else, perhaps waiting his part of the line together by galloping over
for a better time. the hillside in the dual role of ammo carrier and
platoon leader. His outfit had no lieutenant.
Patrol Protects Supply Line In the heat of the fight, men were too busy to
At 0800 the battalion, commanded by Lt. Col. think of anything but the business at hand. A
Joe Katsarsky of Battle Creek, Mich., sent out a lieutenant, wounded on the patrol action when a
combat patrol to the extreme right flank. They bullet hit his helmet and cut through the back
cracked a body of Japs who were attempting to of his neck, found time to have it dressed 2 hours
cut the line of supply and then work into the later. Men said strange things, like the soldier
flank and rear. whose shelter had been riddled with bullets. A
By pulling out the officers and men for the flare dropped on the already-demolished canvas
patrol, the battalion weakened the perimeter, but and he yipped in anguish, "There goes my tent!"
it had to be done. The J a p had machine-gun fire The fight centered on the right flank. In some
on the supply trail, cutting it off, and men died positions there were mortar men armed only
as they started back with casualties or came for- with pistols, put there to fill in while the patrol
ward with supplies. Drivers were shot at the was gone.
wheels of their jeeps. Before it was over four On the right-flank center was a light machine
jeeps blocked the trail. gun with both gunners gone, one sick and the
The patrol went out, fought sharply and with- other momentarily absent at the start of the at-
in two hours w£is back again, just in time. The tack. Manning the gun was the ammunition car-
Jap apparently was aware of the move, and even rier, a sandy-haired, drawling buck private
before everyone was back in position the grand named James Newbrough of Monument, Colo.
assault got under way. Nothing could be more When the attack started Newbrough was on the
typical of the vaunted Japanese do-or-die tech- gun. A J a p in front of him yelled, "Americans
nique than the 45 minutes in which they stormed cowards!"
the battalion's defense. "The hell you say," Newbrough snorted.
Everything in front of the battalion came for- "Come on out and fight," yelled the Jap, toss-
ward, screaming. J a p bullets raked the hillside ing a rock. PFC. W I L E Y H O W I N G T O N o f A s h e v i l t e ,
in a grazing fire that ranged from 6 inches above "Come on in and get me," said Newbrough. N. C , cleans the M l he used in wiping out a
the ground to 3 feet. Shelter halves that had The Jap and his comrades thought that over, Jap antiaircraft gun crew in a dugout at Munda.
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of Biblio Hill overlooking Munda airfield, moving George followed him in and opened up with a hospital area, rich in booty which they had no
across country that itself was hilly though less tommy gun. time to collect
densely jungled as it ran westward to the sea. "By Gawd," drawled Howie with an accent As they passed through, there was scattered
The battalion chose a bivouac area for the that was straight from the North Carolina hills. firing. In a bombproof dugout there were sev-
night and A pushed out in advance, taking up "I tell you there wuz some scramblin' down in eral Japs and one of them held up his hands
positions and setting up an OP on the forward there." crying, "Me surrender! Me surrender!"
slope of a hill in front of the bivouac. On the left, Five Japs were dead and a sixth was at the far Defense of the beach was set up facing the
on Biblio itself, another unit was engaged with entrance, trying desperately to get out. 1st Sgt. sea and when the battalion hit them the Japs
the enemy. Cummins, who is built like a pint-sized q u a r t e r - tried to turn around and fight with their backs
From the company OP on the morning of the back, got him by degrees. to the water. There were not many of them but
tenth day the company commander, Capt. Donald "I could see just about six inches of his rump they were trapped and desperate. The beach
Downen of Pullman, Wash., saw an amazing sticking out and 1 bored him," Cummins said. wire, meant to stop a seaborne invasion, was cut
sight—probably one of the few such scenes any "He'd keep sliding back—never could get that through from behind.
American has witnessed in the war in the Pacific. part of himself out of the way—and every time
he'd slide back I'd bore him again. Finally he O n e IMan A l o n e Continues Firing
Immediately before him in a slight draw less
than 100 yards away were J a p shacks, their tin slid back too far." The battalion hit the beach defense at 1530 on.
roofs bright and a searchlight position in the Now one gun was out. But there was another, the eleventh day. They received fire from pill-
midst of them. He saw Japs moving leisurely some 35 yards away. In the first gun pit the four boxes and pulled back to let the mortars in. But
across the terrain, going in and out of the huts, men could see the 75-mm rifle turn toward them, as they did, the Japs moved in toward them, let-
puttering around as if there were no war within the elongated barrel moving fast. Cummins had ting go with a Lewis gun and machine guns and
a thousand miles. Aware that his company's pres- one of the two grenades in the group and he rifles in grazing fire 2 feet off the ground.
ence was completely undetected, he watched the heaved it—a perfect throw into the emplace- The terrain was of bomb-chewed coral, under-
Japs and studied the terrain ahead. ment. The barrel stopped. brush and water holes. A Company found itself
Then he reported back to Battalion, which He grabbed Howington's grenade, which Howie* in a position where practically the whole outfit
moved up to direct an artillery concentration hadn't been able to unhook when he wanted it, was pinned down without a field of fire, only a
that shortly went plowing into the peaceful and it burst at the mouth of the d u g o u t Next few feet from the sea.
scene. When the guns had done their work, A day when the mop-up came, there was nothing Behind a log was Pfc. Charles Boughner of
Company threaded its way down across the left there to bother them. Seattle with an Ml. He alone was able to get in
draw and up the gentle rise immediately ahead. When the excitement momentarily died, C a p t effective shots and soon it was apparent to every-
Capt. Downen srt up his CP in a 1,000-pound Downen saw men of his right platoon motioning one that Boughner in his position could do more
bomb crater. Almost abreast of it and perhaps 50 to him frantically, pointing somewhere beyond than a platoon, or even the company.
yards away, Cpl. Garrit Hulstein of Hospers, the second gun at a place almost directly in front He fired the Ml until there were no more clips.
Iowa, established an O P in a similar crater. Al- of them. At that instant the third gun roared, Someone tossed him a tommy gun and he e m p -
though there was a little fire from the front, the firing directly into the face of the platoon but tied it. Another Ml was passed to him. S / S g t
terrain ahead looked comparatively harmless. just over their heads. Bob Isaman of Chewelah, Wash., was at his feet
Then a heavy-caliber gun blazed, and Hulstein Downen yelled at them to get out, but the and loaded clips as fast as Boughner could fire
r e p o n e i what he took to be a 77-mm mountain muzzle blast of the piece, not more than 20 yards them. In the heat of the fight Isaman noticed
gun almost directly ahead and 50 yards away. away, had deafened them. Finally he waved what Boughner did not—that J a p bullets were
As the barrel moved slightly, the corporal shoved them back, and they crawled to the rear, dazed smashing faster and closer to the log. He made
the man beside him downward just as the gun by the terrific shock of the explosion. A Com- the rifleman get underneath it instead of over
blasted again. This time a foot and a half of the pany, with two guns down and a third discovered, it. The firing position was just as good; he could
rim of the bomb crater W£is shot away, leaving withdrew to the bomb craters and called for still see the enemy.
men dazed and one man buried beneath clay dirt mortar fire. That's when Cummins saw the Japs A BAR was passed to him. Boughner emptied
and coral. He was pulled out, unhurt. flying through the air. clip after clip and the men around him threw
Of the gun the men could see only the mouth "But the prettiest thing was when the mortars every available cartridge toward his position.
of the barrel and two upright objects on either hit the ammunition," he added. "It looked like a Isaman loaded them and passed them on. A belt
side, which they thought were wheels. million tracers going off at the same time." of machine-gun bullets was tossed over, and they
No. 3 gun was gone. By that time the fourth were reloaded and expended. Finally the J a p po-
Mortar Fire Covers Advance and last was discovered and a direct hit by the sitions, were q u i e t
Battalion was contacted, not without trouble, 81s put it out of action. Actually there were five "That," said Sgt. Cummins, "was one time when
because the gun was firing into the CP. A mortar of the dual-purpose pieces, which the outfit a man was in attack supported by a company."
treatment was started on the way. Hulstein went thinks was a Jap Marine AA installation, but the It was too dark to do more. That night the
back to bring up the weapons company com- fifth gun was never fired. The six Japs who infantrymen heard the splash of wading feet and
mander and while the mortars tossed in 81-mm started across in front of the left platoon were they fired when they caught sight of dark shapes
shells, A Company began to move, not yet aware the crew, caught out of position. against the water. Some of the Japs may have
of what it was up against. It was entering one of On the eleventh day the battalion was on the made it to a tiny island nearby, but whether they
the most unusual fights of two campaigns. move again, cleaning out the- bivouac area be- did or not, their fight for New Georgia was over.
One platoon moved to the left and the other hind the guns and capturing two other AA posi- Next morning the battalion stood on the beach
moved to the right to flank the piece. A machine tions without opposition. They moved through a and looked out to sea.
gun in the OP crater covered their advance, pep-
pering the top of the emplacement. As they
moved, six Japs started across in front of them
heading toward the gun. The left platoon, under
Lt. Bob Brown of Bellingham, Wash., blazed
away. Sgt. Elmer McGlynn of Seattle grabbed a
BAR and turned it loose on automatic: the Japs
never got where they were going. The platoons
moved on, waiting for the mortar barrage to lift.
Company Headquarters, composed of the cap-
tain, his runner, the first sergeant and the mail
orderly, went forward to coordinate the flanking
attack. They were looking straight into the bore
of the gun and knew only that, whatever it was,
it was beautifully camouflaged.
When they were close enough the mortars quit,
and Downen and his three men realized that
they were nearer than either of the two platoons.
There was no time to waste so they rushed the
gun. Not until they were upon it did they realize
that, instead of a field piece, it was a dual-pur-
pose antiaircraft gun—and not one but two and
perhaps more.
The captain got one J a p outside the emplace-
ment. His mail orderly, T-5 David Lloyd George
of Kalispell, Mont., got another. Then Pfc. Wiley
Howington of Asheville, N. C , the company run-
ner, went into action.
He leaped into the gun emplacement and found
the J a p gun crew still huddled in the dugout,
which was tunneled into the side of the emplace-
ment itself. T h e mortars had driven them inside,
and they never had time to get out. Howie fired
a clip of Ml slugs into them, then leaped across CAPT. D O N A L D D O W N E N of Pullman, Wash., CO of Company A, with dual-purpose AA gun cap-
to the other side of the entrance, fumbling first tured by his outfit. The gum were at first mistaken for fieM picc«s »nte only mttules and upright efo-
for another clip and then for a grenade. vation shafts were visible under camouflage, and the Americans thought the shafts were wheels.
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M M a a ymg At dawn on Sept. 3, 4 years der, and Gen. Harold R. L. G. Alexander, com- ficulty, while French and Allied armies easily
I • J& I ^ # to the day after war was de- manding the Italian invasion, conferred with seized Corsica, which with Sardinia provided
I I ^ A L I a clared in Europe, Allied troops Gen. Clark at the front. Allied fighters, flying strategic security on Allied flanks and gave our
• * ' • • • • • scrambled through Mediter- so far from their bases in Sicily that they could air forces vital bases for the battles yet to come
ranean surf and spread quickly over the beaches stay in combat for only 15 minutes, joined bomb- in central and northern Italy. Naples was hur-
in southern Italy. Europe was invaded. ers in as many as 2,500 sorties in 24 hours. The riedly burned, sacked and abandoned by the
The first Allied objective was Naples and British Navy risked its proudest battleships by Nazis, beginning in Italy a "scorched earth"
Rome, both vital rail centers. Italy surrendered sending them close to shore to pound enemy policy of slow, savage retreat before the advanc-
unconditionally in 5 days. But the Germans lines. The Allied army suffered heavy casualties ing Allied armies. American and British troops,
poured new divisions into Italy to hold Europe and gave way,^ but never broke. The Germans, secure at the ankle of Italy's peninsular limb—
against the invaders, and the real battle was whose battering counterattacks came startlingly an area well over one-fifth of all Italy—were
just beginning. American and British forces in close to succeeding, finally fell slowly back. started on their bloody march up the boot.
the Fifth Army under Lt. Gen. Mark W. Clark On the tenth day the British Eighth Army, It will be a long and bitter flght, for the enemy
forced new beachheads at Salerno, some 30 miles which had already made t h e comparatively easy is greatly superior in numbers. Even without
-f'j south of Naples, and encountered tough Nazi landing in southern Italy, advanced near enough Italy's 75 divisions—and it is reported that Mus-
resistance in one of the bitterest battles of the to German positions a t Salerno to threaten en- solini is raising another army out of the Italian
war. emy flanks on the south and rear. Elements of soldiers who are still Fascist-minded—Germany
For 4 days the Allied position was crucial. both invasion forces met at Vallo della Lucania, has more combat divisions in Europe than all
Determined Germans penetrated American lines south of Salerno, and t h e Allied foothold on the Allied nations put ti^ether. Even when the
and pushed the troops back to t h e beaches. CJen. Europe was secure. In less than three weeks U. S. Army reaches its planned maximum
Dwight D. Eisenhower, supreme Allied comman- American troojK occi'pied Sardinia without dif- strength of 110 divisions sometime in the future.
•^d' in /fa/v, show Yanks arlv
The vast steppes oi The Russians alone have suffered more casualties The "Russe" is at Smolensk, Kiev and Dniepro-
The Allied inva- ers, naming Lt. Gen. Sir Henry M. Wilson, threatened German bases on Rhodes and Crete.
the German Army will still be at least as strong will be finally settled by soldiers fighting on Italy's shores, and Allied planes are raking Ger-
as the total combined land forces of all the Italy's soil, where Allied and Axis strategy is man defenses. The 17 Italian divisions in Italy
United Nations fighting in Europe. already clearly outlined. are for the most part keeping far. clear of the
Nevertheless, the loss of Italian troops may The Germans will probably establish their war they never wanted, though some of them
well create serious difficulties for the Germans. first main defense line in northern Italy between are resisting the Germans. In the Nazi-held cities
The seven Italian divisions in France have to Leghorn and Ancona, now a weU-fortified zone of the north, Italian workers are defying the
be replaced. Sardinia and Corsica, containing of field works and pillboxes. Beyond there the Germans, and sabotage is widespread. Most of
• nine Italian divisions, are under Allied control Allied armies will meet another defense zone Italy's major warships—six out of seven battle-
partly because Germany could perhaps ill afford some 100 miles farther north, along the Po ships, for example—are under Allied control.
to risk additional Nazis to replace the Italians. River, stretching from Turin to Ferrara. Behind Now the Allies are planning to use northern
In and near the Balkan area, including the this second fortification, there is a third zone, Italy's airfields as bomber bases for the plaster-
islands, 31 Italian divisions are disarmed, leav- from Milan to Venice, and then the Alps, greatest ing of eastern and southern Germany, areas that
ing a huge gap for the Germans to fill. barrier of all. With unchallenged sea power, are at present out of our effective range.
Air power will help to win the campaign in however, the Allies may attempt "leapfrog" This is the front the G e r m a n s ' ^ v e r wanted.
Italy. The Allies have such vastly superior air tactics as they did in Sicily, landing from the sea Fighting Russian drives in the east, they must
strength that times go by when the Luftwaffe behind enemy lines. now turn southward to fight another great army
is never even seen. Sea. power, which often Today it is estimated that the Germans have as close to Germany's borders as the Russian
works wihen air forces and land forces cannot, 24 to 26 divisions, perhaps more, concentrated Army. Despite the Nazi superiority of numbers
will also help; in Sicily, Axis troops that were in central and northern Italy under Field Mar- and Hitler's determination to keep the war on
able to stand bombings and artillery fire col- shal Erwin Rommel, outstanding Nazi tactician. foreign soil, the strategy the Germans now have
lapsed under naval barrages. But the campaign Additional Allied reserves are pouring over to follow in Italy is the strategy of retreat.
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India who like to supplement mess-hall menus
LTAVILLA, ITALY [By Cable] — Pfc. Peter
A Schneider, a fighting man of Swiss descent
' from the Bronx, N. Y., speaks German like This Week's Cover
with midnight snacks are double-timing their
molars on "Fried J a p s " and "Boiled Tojo" these
days, instead of hamburgers and ice cream.
a native. That's why 18 Jerries are lying dead on
the crest of a hill above Altavilla.
Advancing up the hill in a 9-man American
S G T . Archie McUcm of ;
Rhodes, Mich., look* like
a MHiii who has been to the 1
The scene of their midnight mastication of all
things Nipponese is the Peiping Chinese Restau-
v x i n . And he has. A h e a d y rant in New Delhi. There they can satisfy both
patrol, Schneider heard some orders from a G e r - a vftetan of the fighting on I their appetites and their opinions by such delica-
man ujBcer on the other side of the slope. He Ouoot'Conoi, he foognt ihe I
translated them to his squad leader and the cies as "Roasted Little Japs," ' T o k y o E a r t h -
i o p a g a i n in t i e w G e o r g i a . I
squad leader stationed his men accordingly. quake" and "Broken Axis," at prices ranging
In lite bafHe near Mondo, |
from 6 annas (12 cents) to 2 rupees (64 cents).
Then Schneider began to issue his own orders. d o M ^ M d by Y A r a C i Sgt.
M o d i M o r r t i t (beginning o n ] • Mo Yim Ting, the restaurant manager, suggests
"Move to t h e left!" h e shouted In Hitler's l a n -
guage. f M g e 3 ) , iMcLeon's squad of • tlie "Chefs Special" for any soldier who is
The obedient Nazis moved and the Yank rifles
iinunien hod the |in> of protecting mochme-gun crews. griped about t h e mess sergeant's menus. Ting
sounded off. By the time Schneider was through guarantees satisfaction and throws in a sing-song
giving orders, t h e entire Nazi patrol was wiped tNtSTO C«£OITS: Cwer. 2, 3. 4 A S—Stt. M m BuMmai. 7— bite-by-bite description of each dish for good
out, including the officer. Peter took care of him
Lttt, I N P : rmrt. A o n . *—Sft. K M Akkatt. »—Un<r. I N P : Iwer measure. Here's the "Chef's Special" with Ting's
left. Atac: talrar ri|W. M P . 10—S|t. E4 Citmilltluia. 12 «. 13—
personally. Anay Air F « « « . I«—Uft t. awMr left. Sft. O I U M Ferris^ twer
own description of each course's significance:
M t . Ptra, E«M Amy Flyiaf SctiMl. M l * . : nirt«r, 8«(. i<ln " J a p Devil Soup," tomato broth appropriately
Topkick's luclc FnHM. 17—UMMT riilit t. left, S«t. Ferrii: nirter left, t i N r t
FMd, Te<.: Muter rifkt. Can* Pkillln, Kam.: lawer left. Fert
colored for the blood that will flow in J a p a n
FiHST sergeant from Texas and 28 other Yanks before the Allies get through. The fish course is
A were too gravely wounded to be moved
from the German field hospital near Altavilla
Beaaiat. Ga.; lewer rifht. Sifaal Cer*l. Niath Service Ceatataml.
20—ParaanaM Pietarei, 21—Upper. Cetinafcta Pitlarn: learer,
Cahnakia Br<a4eaitiat Sytleia. 23—Uaaer rifkt. Auae; ceater
"Boiled Tojo," representing Ting's best wishes to
fish-faced Tojo. Then comes the piece de resis-
rear, all PA except eeater. Acaie; tewer left. IMP. tance, "Bomb Tokyo," which is chopped-up
when the Nazis pulled out of the area in a hurry.
For four days, one captured American doctor, chickens and vegetables representing Tokyo's
with the help of some Italian peasants,, took care future when the Allies start bombing it. For
of the wounded men until U . S . forces caught us," said Cpl. Edward B. Gutkowski. "We were dessert, Ting suggests American ice cream to cool
up with them. Now the topkick lies in an Amer- only about 200 yards from their machine guns off hot teeth and hotter tempers. A cup of China
ican evacuation hospital, marveling at his luck— and ack-ack guns." tea, described by Ting as a traditionally mild and
with an arm and leg shattered by mortar frag- The patrol gave the rescued men some food, peace-inspiring beverage, tops off the dinner.
ments, bloody scabs all over his body and an eye their first in a week, and cigarettes. While they Ting's m e n u also includes such other delicacies
that may never see again. were isolated, the Yanks smoked leaves of dry as "Hitler Under Vivisection," which is GI hash
The first sergeant had been in the Army II corn, which they rolled in paper and lit by using in disguise, and ' T h e Big Four," or pork cro-
years waiting patiently for a chance to fight, their binoculars to catch the rays of the sun. quettes made in the shapes of lions' heads to
which finally came here in Italy in the early - N o r t h Africa Stan a n d Stripes
represent China, the United States, Britain and
desperate days after the first landings. He had Russia. The "Fried J a p s " are really fried prawn,
only fired 40 rounds from his tommy gun when
he was blasted off the ground. When he opened
Jock Benny Finds West Africa a species of small fisli usually gobbled up by
larger fish when they venture out into deep
his eyes again, he found himself a prisoner at
the German aid station.
Just like Waukegan in a Bbckout water. Ting claims the Japs invited a similar
fate by attacking the U. S.
WEST AFRICA—Several hundred soldiers royal-
To carry out the U. S.-China "united effort"
Engineers at the Bridge ly welcomed the man who made the violin fa-
theme, the walls of the restaurant are lined w i t h
ORATius at the Bridge had nothing on the mous. Jack Benny, when the comedian landed
H squad of 11 combat engineers that gloomy
day when it seemed as though a flock of German
here from a DC-3 called F i r e Jerks to Cairo.
Noting several hundred African natives work-
pictures of Roosevelt and Chiang Kai-shek,
alongside a mural that includes China's Kuomin-
tang Sun, the Statue of Liberty and the Stars
tanks were going to push toward the beach ing on the runways, Benny commented that "I've
through their position. never seen so many Rochesters in all my life." and Stripes. _YANK Staff Correspond«it
Sent out to protect a bridge across a gully on He and his troupe were on the first leg of a tour
the north side of the Sele River, the squad was of Army camps in the Middle and Near East.
armed with two 37-mm guns, one 50-caliber and Welcome as Benny was, actresses Anna Lee Across the Yeors He Did Not
two 30-caliber machine guns—a pretty feeble and Wini Shaw were probably even more so;
collection of weapons to put against a bunch of many of the GIs here had not seen a girl in more forget His Buddy in the Argonne
Mark IVs. But the squad dug in and sat back to than a year. CpL Abe Fass of Brooklyn, N . Y., NEWFOUNDLAND—^The canteen was crowded,
wait for the worst. got t h e one and only kiss given by Miss Lee. the smell of beer was strong and the smoke was
After a while, seven Nazi tanks came into The Benny show was scheduled to play at the thick. Ernest McLean of Cleveland^ Ohio, a m e r -
view, crossing a field and heading toward the "Sandy Hollow Outdoor Theater" but a cloud- chant seaman whose last ship had been tor-
bridge. But the engineers held their fire. The burst suddenly transformed the place into a pedoed, ordered an armful of canned beer to
observer in the first tank wa§ a German major. miniature lake. By six hours of hard work, the quench a long thirst.
When he spotted one of the 3Ts. he shouted an post engineers rigged up an indoor stage. As he reached for a chair at a nearby table,
oi'der, but his words were drowned out by the Lari-y Adler, the harmonica virtuoso, and Jack McLean noticed a soldier across the way who
blast of the American guns that stopped the Snyder, accordionist, received warm ovations. seamed strangely familiar. "Hello, you old son
tank in its tracks. Then Benny introduced red-headed British Miss of a gun," McLean roared, slapping Pyt. Laurence
The major wasn't hurt. He and the crew Lee with "Hey, fellas, a woman! Remember?" Gilbert of Augusta, Maine, on the back.
jumped out and started to run but they were Jack said he was disappointed in Africa; "it's "Buddy," said Gilbert good-naturedly, "you
all.cut down by machine-gun fire. The rest of just like Waukegan in a blackout." got the wrong man." It took a couple of minutes
the tanks swung around and pulled away from Earlier in the afternoon the comedian posed before he recognized McLean. Twenty-five years
there fast. The Nazis did not cross the bridge for a picture with Sgt. Joseph Gauvin of Wal- ago they had fought side by side in the mud of
that day. tham, Mass., T/Sgt. Marshall Butler of Greens- the Argonne Forest. —Sgt. fttMtn BOOE
The Yanks who held the bridge were Sgt. burg, Pa., T/Sgt. Bud Weston of Portland, Maine, Y A N K Field Correspondent
Dominick Polilli of Philadelphia, Pa.; Cpl. Bill and Cpl. Richard Mendall of Ridlonville, Maine.
Charreter of Concord, Ga.; Cpl. Andrew Cegan- [See photo beloi^.] _ s g t . KEN ABBOn
ack of Doylestown, Pa.; Cpl. Clarence T. Hines Y A N K Field Correspondent Here's a Pleosant f Ihiess—
of Buffalo, N. Y.; Pfc. James F. Cleveland of
Huntsville, Pa.; Pfc. Floyd McDougal of Sisters- Puerto ftican 'Jkingle JolUness^
ville, W. Va.; Pfc. R. B. Lee of Winder, Ga.; Pfc. SAN JUAN, PUERTO RICO—Two of the old-
Frank B. Vitus of Joliet, 111.; Pvt. Alfred Hall of timers at this tropical base, Sgt. Homer Bennett
Rockymount, Va.j and two other men who were and S/Sgt. Robert Zellers of Miami, Fla., have
too modest to give their names. organized a "Jungle Jolly Club." Jungle JoUi-
ness is a disease as dangerous as malaria but
New Kind of Lighter much more pleasant.
AGGARD, spent and half-starved after six days
H behind the German lines, a group of Ameri-
can soldiers staggered out of the woods almost
A man may be said to be jungle jolly when he
stops talking about his home town in the States,
when he prefers rotgut native rum to P X beer
into the arms of American patrols. They had and when all the local brown girls appear to
been given up for lost after German tanks broke t u r n white.
through their defensive positions in the Sele
River sector and surrounded them. The club has only one strict rule. When some
wag asks a Jungle Jolly member if he wants a
"We were ordered to defend the river bank," change of station, the club member must throw
said Sgt. Vaughan Taylor. "When the German up his hands in horror and exclaim:
tanks came, we could do nothing except dig in. "What—and leave all this?"
They were all' around us." -Sgt. MNtn EVANS
"I can't understand why they didn't discover Tkafs Benny with the felt fedora. Y A N K SlofF Correspondent
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not surprised to find that the trader himself The trader let Howard run loose, but since
Horse by the Nome of Howard is a pronounced departure from the vertical, a there was no place to run to, he stuck around
flesh-and-blood defiance of the laws of gravity. the cabin. There were plenty of trees, but How-
Changed Shope of This Abska Cabin What forces of nature warped this sturdy ard got the habit of backing up against the
SOMEWHERE a* ALASKA—Itchy Horse is a small trading post and its sturdy trader? No, it was trading post to scratch his rump.
native village whose population varies from IS not a" hurricane. Howard wasn't a big horse, but he was steady.
to 50. The number changes because the inhabi- It seems that once, many years ago, the trader One day the trader noticed that the back door
tants split their time three ways, spending some bought a horse from a miner in a settlement wouldn't open. The north .wall, no longer verti-
of it at Itchy Horse, some at Ashing camps and down the river. The horse's name was Oscar, cal, was leaning to the south, and the door was
trap lines, and the rest at the nearest town's but the trader changed it to Howard, as Taft jammed against the floor. The trader planed a
liquor store. was President at the time. few inches from the bottom- of the door, and the
Itchy Horse has only one store of its own, a more Howard scratched, the shorter the door got.
log-cabin trading post. Once this structure was Then one day the trader got an idea. He de-
normal, but today it looks like a Chinese junk In Next Week's YANK . . . cided to fix the door the same way it got un-
going down at the bow, or maybe like the Lean- fixed, to right the building the way it got
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ing Tower of Pisa. wronged. So he tethered Howard to the fr<wit
Through the window at the north end of the vmm I t K K^&i§« end of the building, expecting that in time the
trading post, you can see clouds almost directly mW^m ^ w^^^nf^^^"^^ ^
Wfctt ^^^^m horse's scratching would push the house the
nw wmWiji «ir w^fW^Km other w ^ far enottgh to even, it w^
overhead. The two windows at the south, end ^1^ lll^L, " ^^^^^^
ofifer an excellent view of the wooden sidewalk. ^fw »PPr ^mWWW * What happened? Howard, the ornery old son-
The shelves of the trading post also hew to ^^Ufiyk'-tetf ^i^ttl" uvabitch, died that same night
this peculiar geometric pattern, and aU the te*» ^Wc^iPi^^R^K H^" ^HF^WB^S
-S«t. E. J. C 0 6 M A N
merchandise tilts on 'an uneven keel. You are i^^'~ YANK R«ld CorriipoMlvNt
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THE
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/Uigusta's fioHKHT in ffce SicHiaii «im|M»igfi, trifiQit brown eyes, big and round like Eddie Cantor's,
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;v^eli^"l^ley•'1((iflH?llel^>;;^^ lrifi^r'«wn.l(timi<BWih# 1 ^ K ^ gleam mischievously when he plays a practical
joke on the other crew members.
rv?':;y;l;:'tenro«/6f' the ::-Germaii But mention Germans to the kid and he's not
a kid any longer. Cold hate hardens those Eddie
Cantor eyes, the kind of emotion you don't e x -
pect in a 15-year-old. When he speaks of Nazis,
he uses violent adjectives that sound doubly
By Sgt. ED CUNNINGHAM ish troops which took over the town a few hours filthy coming from a kid his age. The Germans
later. Earlier the destroyer had convoyed troops made a man out of faim.
YANK StofF Correspondent to Sicily and shelled other eastern coastal posi- With his father and older brother, he was im-
BOABB THE GREEK DESTROYER Katiaris—"If tions in support of the British Eighth Army.
A you get back to Des Moines before I do,"
^ he said, "stop in the Seafood Grotto and
give everybody my regards. And tell them I'll
While on patrol duty off Cape Bon during the
Tunisian mop-up, when the Axis was attempting
a Dunkirk, the Kanaris shelled the small Axis
prisoned and beaten daily for three months in
a vain effort to make him confess they had hid-
den a gun in their home. Later they escaped to
Egypt, where his brother joined the Greek Army
be back soon." island garrison of Zembla into surrender and and he joined the Navy.
The 37-year-old quartermaster and reserve sent a landing party ashore to capture some 120 There are others on the Kanaris who hope and
gunner whose name I can't mention is the only German and Italian prisoners. hate. Like the 19-year-old signalman who hasn't
American member of the crew of this Greek de- Like the American counterman from Des seen his family since he left theii- village in
stroyer in the Mediterranean. He used to be a Moines, more than half of the ship's company northern Greece three years ago. "Sometime
counterman at his brother's restaurant back home oh this destroyer escaped from German-occupied soon we go back to Greece," he said as we stood
in Iowa, but was visiting his parents in Greece Greece under the very eyes of Gestapo agents on the moonlit signal deck where he blinked out
when Italy invaded the country in October 1940. and the Nazi army of occupation. Native-born messages to other ships in the convoy.
Enlisting in the Greek Army, he fought Greeks are in the majority, but England, Canada,
through six major battles and the entire Al- Rumania, Egypt and Syria are also represented "When we left port to invade Sicily, the crew
banian campaign. Germany intervened in April on the crew. When their motherland was con- thought we were going to Greece. All of us were
1941 to save the faltering Italians, and the quered, these sailors came to fight for her free- very happy. But out at sea the captain told us
Greeks were overcome. The American, then a dom, though many have never been to Greece. we were going to Sicily. We felt disappointed
corporal, was demobilized with the rest. On this voyage I took with the Kanaris, the then. But later we said, 'Never mind, we will
He remained in Nazi-occupied Greece until destroyer met no enemy action as it escorted an go to Greece through Italy and Albania.'"
last February, when he escaped to Egypt and Allied convoy through the Mediterranean. The Just then we got the signal that 36 Junkers-
enlisted in the Greek Navy. He has been on the crew was disappointed. On her three previous 88s had been sighted north of Malta. The ship's
Katiaris ever since, in the North African cam- trips, the Kanaris beat off Nazi dive-bombing company was alerted at once, though the Nazi
paign, the invasion of Sicily and on Allied con- attacks, accounting for four "probables," and planes were still more than an hour away. Later
voy trips through the Mediterranean. silenced enemy coastal guns. Royal Air Force Spitfires intercepted them, shot
The Kanaris is a destroyer of the new Royal The destroyer's 15-year-old pom-pom gunner down four and chased the remainder back home.
Hellenic Navy. The Germans thought they de- liked those trips. In many ways he is still just a But as soon as the alert was flashed, the sail-
stroyed the Greek fleet forever when they sank kid. He talks in a high, quavering pitch. His ors manned their guns. The first to reach the
4 of its 10 destroyers, 10 of its 13 torpedo boats aft guns was a 34-year-old chief petty oflBcer,
and many auxiliary vessels in the 1941 blitz. on his first trip since he rejoined the Greek fleet.
But today the refitted and rearmed remnants His last ship was sunk by Nazi dive-bombers
of the Greek fleet have been supplemented by during the evacuation of British troops from
British- and American-made destroyers; cor- Greece in 1941. Only five weeks ago he was stiU
vettes and other vessels. Manning these warships, in Nazi-occupied Athens. You could see he was
whose total tonnage is above pre-war Greek still a bit amazed to be walking on decks again.
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naval strength, are twice the number of officers But the Mediterranean has changed since Sicily
and men who sailed under the Hellenic flag in fell and the principal Italian warships surren-
1941. Instead of 200 officers and 2,700 men, there dered to the Allies. The crew of the Kanaris is
are 345 ofiicers and 5,800 petty ofiicers and men. itching for major action again. These Greek sail-
The Kanaris was the first Allied warship to •*. - JIMB
ors want to move on to the Adriatic, Ionian and
sail into the harbor of Augusta in the Sicilian Aegean seas—waters that Greek seafaring men
JSS3?^S«3
campaign. Her big guns bombarded the coastal have sailed since the days of Homer.
defenses into silence, clearing the way for Brit- The Greek Navy will soon be there.
Palestine
Express
By Pvt. IRWIN SHAW
YANK Field Cogg^^ndent
T
EL AVIV, PALESTINE—^The train for Palestine
pulled out of Cairo station slowly, to the
accompaniment of wailing shrieks from the
platform peddlers selling lemonade, cold coffee,
pornographic literature, grapes, old copies of Life
and flat Arab bread.
The train was long and crowded, a n d it had sumed, there was an air of deep hunger h a n g - was no place to sit, stand or lie inside. Every-
seen better days. It had been standing in the wild ing over the car, and when the word was passed one else seemed to be asleep and the car was
Egyptian sun aU morning and part of the after- around that at the next station there was a full of snores a n d the rich smell of many sol-
noon, and it had a very interesting smell. NAAFI (British Post Exchange) where we diers who had traveled far in a hot climate with
It carried Englishmen, Scots, Welshmen, Pales- would be fed, there was a determined rush to no water available. Only the two South Africans
tinians, Indians, New 2tealanders, South Africans, get out Dixies and tin cups. The British soldier remained awake, steiring coldly out through the
Australians, Americans, French, Senussi, Ban- would no more think of going any place with- closed windows at the desert.
tus, Senegalese; it carried Egyptian civilians, out his Dixie and tin cup than he would think of I went into the next car. Luckily one of the
Arab civilians, Palestinian civilians'; it carried appearing without pants in Piccadilly Circus. sailors had rolled off the bench on a turn and
generals, colonels, lieutenants, sergeants and I had neither mess tin nor cup and was mourn- remained where he was on the floor, too lazy to
privates—and it carried bugs. The generals and fully admiring British foresight when a little move. So I curled myself among the arms, legs,
lieutenants it carried first class. The sergeants it middle-aged Tommy on my right, who had spent snores a n d sleepy cries of love and battle in the
carried second class. The privates it carried third the whole afternoon silently and religiously read- crowded car and tried to sleep.
class. The bugs it carried all classes. ing a magazine called Gen, perusing advertise-
It didn't travel fast. A good, strong man in the ments and fiction page by page without partiality, HEN I awoke at 4 A.M. we were in Palestine.
prime of life, who did not smoke too much, could
have jumped out and trotted beside it without
quietly offered me a mess tin.
There was a great combing of hair in the t r a -
W As I sat there watching the first orange
streaks over the little dark tree-crested hills, the
too much trouble from Cairo to Lydda. It stopped dition that the Briton dresses for dinner no mat- two South Africans came out. We began to talk.
as often as a woman in a bargain basement. It ter where the meal finds him, and thousands of They had just come from near Tripoli after 2%
stopped for coal, it stopped for water, it stopped us started leaping off the train before it had fully years in the desert, fighting most of the time. This
every time a barge appeared somewhere on one stopped. We lined up and were served sand- was their first leave, 21 days, and they had flown
of the hundreds of canals we crossed, it stopped wiches, cakes and good hot strong tea by Egyp- down to Cairo and were on their way to Tel Aviv.
every time the tracks ran nejo- two palm trees tians in elegant white cotton gloves. One of them had suggested getting a truck ride
growing within 50 yards of each other, for that "There's beer at the other end of the station," up to Tel Aviv, but the other had said: "No. We
constitutes a settlement in this part of the world. reported a British sailor. "Ruppert's. Half a are on a holiday. Let's spend some money and
When it stopped, hundreds of Egyptians of all crown a can." There was no movement toward be comfortable. Let's take the train." They
ages would spring up, selling pale round water- the other end of the station. chuckled sourly as they told me.
melons, dirty bunches of grapes, hard-boiled On the train was a party of sailors who had "Third class," one of them said. "Why, in South
eggs, tomatoes Eind warm lemon soda right out just come back from Sicily and were feeling good Africa we wouldn't send cows to market in these
of the Nile. The merchandising was carried on in about it. They had manned the landing barges trains. How about in America?"
hurried shrill yells, like a girls' dormitory after in t h e invasion and said it hadn't been bad. "We I told him that I guessed we wouldn't send
lights- out, and your salesman was likely to dis- only had two boat rides," they said. "Boat rides" cows to market in America in these trains, either.
appear suddenly in mid-purchase as the local meant bringing in troops under fire. "It was just "Third class," the other said. "Why, before
policeman came into view, snapping a long bull- like the movies," one of them said. "They kept the war, any place I went I would only stay
whip over slow calves and buttocks. firing at us and the water kept shooting up all in the best hotel in town."
The third-class cars were built by firm be- around, but they never hit us." "And in Cairo," the first one said, "any res-
lievers in the Spartan life for the common man. One of them had been at the Brooklyn Navy taurant with a tablecloth is out of bounds to
They spurned straw, spurned springs, s:purned Yard for six months during the war while the other ranks. I've had it. I've had this war. I vol-
leather. Everything was made out of good solid ship he was on was being repaired. "Oh, it's a unteered and I fought for 2% years and we were
wood, at stern right angles'with more good solid lovely city, Brooklyn," he sighed. "And I had among the first to get into Tripoli. I've heard a
wood. Every seat was taken and there were a lovely girl in Jamaica. It took me a n hour in lot of bullets go by. I've been dive-bombed and
packs, rifles, musette bags and piles of canned the subway each way, but it was worth it. A I've gone without water and I was perfectly sat-
apricots all over the aisles. lovely city, but I couldn't live there. The pace isfied. But this train ride finishes me. I've had
Native women squatted alongside the tracks is too fast for me. I'd be worn out in a year." this war, and they can have it back any time
doing their washing in canal water that had been While everybody settled down for the night, they want."
there since St. Paul; brown boys splashed and I foolishly sat on the open platform, smoking iind he went inside to think about the pretty
waved at us; water buffaloes, blinded by straw and watching the desert roll by in the starlight. girls on the beach at Tel Aviv.
hats tied over their eyes, went round and round When I went in to go to sleep, I discovered that I sat on the platform and watched the morn-
endlessly, drawing water up to the field. the Indians had spread a little more, and there ing sun break over the hills and light the orange
In my end of the car there was a general con- groves and vineyards.
fusion of British Tank Corps men, returning to A little later the train stopped and we got off
their units from the hospital in Cairo, and six to take the bus to Tel Aviv. On the bus I met a
Indians who made themselves very much at nhe fnnn foT^I Avhr emrrj^^ lieutenant, a friend of mine, who had also come
down by train. He looked very tired.
home, setting up camp in all available space and
preparing and eating their native dishes from evety fciiMf of geneltif, jpHti* "What's the matter?" I asked.
3 p. M. until bedtime. Across the aisle were two
very tanned South Africans in shorts, who looked
vtae and civilian under the "That damned first class," he said. "No room
to lie down. You s i t u p all n i g h t Next time I
disapprovingly on the whole thing and conversed sun and stof>s as often as a take this blasted ride, I'm taking my bars off and
coldly in Afrikaans as we chugged past Suez. woman in a Brooklyn bar- traveling third."
By nightfall, despite the immense quantities of Behind m e I heard a wild, snorting sound. It
watermelon and lemon soda that bad been con- gain basement. was the South AjEricans, laughing.
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A L O N G THE M A R K H A M RIVER NEAR LAE, B O S T O N BOMBERS PREPARE THE W A Y FOR O N C O M I N G PARATROOPERS BY L A Y I N G D O W N A L O N G SMOKE SCREEN.
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M U S r C A L S O L D I E R S . The closing chorus of " G i v e 'er the G u n , "
producecJ at Enid (Okla.) A r m y A i r Field. If w a s an a l l A r m y s h o w ,
f e a t u r i n g o r i g i n a l w o r d s a n d music a n d a W a c as l e a d i n g l a d y .
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AT LAST. No kidding, he's really blowing it out his JITTERBUG ECSTASY. Hallelujah, what jumping!
barracks bag. Cpl. Stephen A. Papp, 489fh FA Bn., Pvt. Elmer Hhrris and Evelyn Pierce were the winners
7th Armored Div., Fort Benning, Go., is the—musician, in a jitterbug contest af Vancouver Barracks, Wash,
YANK rfc* ts
Jops in Pos»-War U. S.
who's going to b e waiting in another line after t h e
war, and it won't b e a p a y line. INavy
Lt. AzAD I S R A L I E N T D : get in touch with S/Sgt.
• M. E. Papke, 32 Bn., Lexington Barracks. U. S.
Pre-Flight Sch., Athens, Ga.
Dear YANK: Minn»apo(u, Minn. -S/Sflt. ROBERT SCHNEBIY
I'd like to put in my quarter's worth for discussion: • Message 1: Write Pvt. Dale M. Brown, 231st Ord. Co.
Do we want Japs in this country after the war? We IBD). Presidio. Calif.
all know what they did before the war. Not only did Transfer to Air Force •* Message t: Write Pvt. Glen W. Price. Med. Det. Win-
they fish along Qur coast lines, but they also made Dear YANK: ter General HOSD.. Tooeka. Knns.
pictures of those coast lines. We don't know which H o w is it that there are m a n y soldiers w h o don't t Message 3: Write Pfc. L. C. Mode, WAC Hq. Co., Per-
k n o w h o w to apply for air-cadet training and m a n y rin Field. Tex.
ones we can trust. It's a sure thing there aren't many fr Message 4: Write Paul Young S2c, RM Serv. Sch.,
of them who are willing to be in military service. COs w h o don't k n o w either? Your article "Want to Bks. 13-L. Camp Peterson, Farragut, Idaho.
After w e put them back on the right track by win- Fly?" [ i n a S e p t e m b e r issue of Y A N K I , giving t h e t Message 5: Write S/Sgt. Bob Finney, Btry. B, 465th
ning the war, who would give them a job? If they qualifications a n d procedure for becoming a n air AAA (Auto-Wpns) Bn.. Camp Davis, N. C.
could be full-fledged Americans, why did we have cadet, is a great aid to those of us w h o want to g e t tt Message S: Wri,te Art J. McLean, Med. Det., 66th Sig.
special laws concerning them? ahead. Bn.. Camp Crowder, Miss.
Wh AAFFTD, Calif. - S g i . WINSTON BOOTHLY 8 Message 7: Write Pvt. Kid Cramer, Co. G, 134th Inf.,
329«h Inf., Nathvill*, Tann. - C p l . HARRY ANDERSON Camp Rucker, Ala.
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wos very nonchalant waU'f the planes go round. But every few minutes little bubbles o? crazy gladness would come wiggling up inside me.
By A/C BERT STILES this sonuvabitch home," and then yanked out the ship, and all at once I began to catch on. I eased
speaking tubes and threw them over the side. my landings in for an hour and didn't bounce
T is the custom at this primary school to solo
I after about JO hours of dual flying time. And
from eight hours on, the only thing that mat-
ters a damn in the entire universe is whether it
When they got down the instructor jumped out
without saying a word, and Taggart thought he
was as good as washed. He soloed Thursday.
Ralph White, a big cool northman in my flight,
one. I held my altitude pretty well on the pat-
tern, and my turns weren't bad. I thought we
were all through when my instructor took over as
we taxied back up to the north end. I was feeling a
happens. really looked good all week, so his instructor let little better about my future as an airman and
Last week we were up high with plenty of air him try it alone. He came in on his first landing, almost daring to hope he might solo me in an-
underneath doing turns and spins and stalls. This got a wing down, and decided to go around again. other couple of days when he swung the ship
week every plane on the field is down at 500 feet He rammed the throttle home and went scream- around and set the brakes and climbed out.
flying the traffic pattern, shooting landings. Up ing off cross-tee in a steep climbing turn, just "Okay, get the hell out of here," he said.
and arourfd and down again—maybe. missing two other planes and scaring the hell He meant me. Right tiien. Then he grinned a
The procedure is fairly simple. The field is di- out of himself. little and we shook hands.
vided in half by a taxi-ing sttip where the tee The washing machine started at the 7-hour I told myself to take it easy three or four times,
sits. The tee is a manually operated eight-position marker. If an instructor gives up on a man he and cleared myself for incoming planes and took
affair which supposedly has its head in the wind hands him over to the flight commander for a off. I had a good ride all the way. Nothing went
at all times, and we take off parallel to it. Ships civilian check ride, and if that ride doesn't go so wrong. The ship handled a little differently with-
on the left go around to the left; the same idea well, and most of them don't, it means an Army -out him in it, but I didn't forget anjrthing, and I
holds on the right. Once around, come on in. E-ride. (E for elimination.) came in just right and put her down gently. I
There really isn't much to flying the pattern even remembered to put my fiaps up when we
The Army check riders are a bunch of unhappy
Theoretically you just get in and drive around at stopped rolling.
lieutenants who fly nice new silver ships and
500 feet and come down again. But the first few
wear old beat-up ball caps and flying suits. Just And then for about 30 seconds I went nuts.
rides are nightmares. Something is always wrong.
having them around unsteadies a man's outlook. What a day, what a sky, what a plan^. I did it.
The plane won't go straight on the ground or in
the air either, and the instructor is always After Wednesday there were always anywhere Honest to God, I did it.
yelling. from 6 to 36 solo planes in the air. The instruc-
tors sit-in little groups down by the fence at the HEN I sobered up, because I still had two more
"You're climbing too goddam steep. . . . You
wanna stall us out? . . . You're drifting. . . . Keep
her level. . . . Look around. . . . You're not look-
end of the field, chain-smoking cigarettes, watch-
ing their fledglings come in.
T rides to go. But it was my day. I didn't get boxed
in any traffic. Nobody cut me out on a corner.
ing over that wing. . . . Ease back on the stick. Cadets, waiting their turn in the air, sit out in And I leveled off just right each time.
. . . Back! . . . BACK! . . . Okay, goddammit, we're front of the ready room, chain-smoking ciga- Tony didn't say a damn thing when he climbed
down. Let's get back up there and try it again." rettes, watching the show—an endless parade of up on the wing after my last trip.
wobbly take-offs, sloppy turns and bounced land- "Well, I brought her home to you, boss," I said
Some other plane is always cutting in, or a ings. Three times around and three times down
stray gust of wind happens along and tips up a hesitantly.
equal one solo. One poor guy circled the field 23 He just said, "What did you expect?" an4 went
wing when the plane is only 10 feet off the times before he finally decided to try his luck,
ground. You either level off too high and fall in on and got in. Then I saw his face in the mirror
but even then he got his bounces in. And when watching me, and he was grinning, wider than I
and bounce, or don't level off at all and bounce he tried to take off again he was out of gas.
a little sooner. Either way, the correct procedure ever saw him grin before, so I guess everything
is to jam the throttle forward and go around After my bad day on Wednesday I figured if I was all right.
again and try to do better next time. didn't get hot I'd be up for a check ride. For a After I got the plane parked on the line I had
As soon" as your instructor thinks you've got change, everything clicked. We drew a sweet another spasm of feeling like the greatest pilot in
the idea firmly in mind and believes there's a the world, but after I walked the parachute back
chance of you're coming out alive, he gets out. to the rigging room and reported in to the tower
Instructors vary their approach to this soloing and told the girl I had finally done it, I had my-
business. Some get their men used to the idea by Me Went 0¥erHieim hut What self under control.
continually yelling, "My Grod, you'll never solo if The first six guys I talked to were all in the
you do that again," from the third hour on. The KdHermdaatheiHkerSde? same fix I was, and just as eager to tell how they
others just ignore the subject completely and did it, so I went over in the corner and went
never let on they're even considering it.
Personally I was glad to have my instructor
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$40 {Mr. litis tod, Invssy as ^wy eowie, went
through the whole ride from the beginning.
With the aid of Mrs. Luck, and a very beautiful
along on th<Me first few turns around the track. to town oa a 12-lMwr pass, hartwwed lonw little blue airplane, built by Mr. Fairchild, I had
He's a quiet little guy named Tony, with a wife ciwflas TfOMi a vwopo acQuaiiilowCT, nwa 9 ^ flown around the field three times and landed
and a little girl, and he is a beautiful flyer. • n llie bwsaiid ««4e bode la fhe post to sip|tly safely and comparatively smoothly three times,
Wednesday I was particularly ghastly. We had vDr a flBRstnKliMi |oo at yMw a moatli. which was very good as far as it went, but there
a tired old ship with patched wings and a stiff He got tlM job, alt ri«ht, aod imrted fcimtalff is still a long way to go before FU be shooting
throttle. The speaking tubes were shot so, 1 a fiooai in a JtooMyaa IMOSA umlor aM ossamadl down any Zeros.
couldn't hear very welL I guess that plane and I Moow. Thed, ia»st •» maim it laoii Sood, Iw After that I was very nonchalant and sat on
just weren't made for eadi other. When we went ta tlie facid draft hoard, laid a code- the edge of the ramp watching the planes go
bounced down for the last time I <tecided I'd be round. But every few minutes little bubbles of
a lot better off in cooks' and bakers' school. a trap fine and lagistersd for Selective Serv- crazy gladness would come wiggling up inside
Everyone had a bad day. Dick Taggart, who me.
sleeps in the bunk under me, stayed up almost WW ifiiiPi uu-y m vras n m m c i . I suppose everyone feels about the same way.
two hours, murdering landings. Finally his in- The weather is lousy. C l a r e s are dull as helL But
structor yelled through, "Lay off, we're taking this flying is here to stay.
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CHANGE
This Pest Exchange, like YANK Hself, is wiile
beer is an honorable but tottering institution
which once flourished in the U. S. A. It is a gla.ss
containing approximately eight ounces of a mix-
ture of malt, hops and yeast, and the whole busi-
ness (you return the glass, of course) cost.s 5
cents. The boys at Franz's Palm Garden used to
0|MHi to you. Send yowr cartoon^, poems and call it the "short beer." At that time the terms
steir^ to: The Post Exchans*, YAIMC, The Army short beer and nickel beer were .synonymous,
MTeritiy, 205 East 42d Street. New York 17, N. Y. but no more. The short one now 'costs a dime,
thanks to some sleight-of-hand business with
If your contribution mii^es the mark, yo« the glassware.
wiif receive YANK's special de luxe reiection I have never been presented to this civvie I
slip, thot will inspire a more treative mood. am nominating for the clunker, and lie hasn't
once bought me even a nickel beir, and lest I be
accused of press agentry I shan't mention his
name or the name of the town.
We'll call my nominee Mr. X. He runs a nice
establishment, with indoor plumbing. The bar is have our hopes for the post-war period, you
in one room, and the tables and dance floor in know. Some would like to see the return of the
another. A three-piece orchestra alternates with steak. Others have a yen to see Wanda the
the juke box for dancing. The ork plants hybrid Welder in a dress again. I've met a man whose
corn and I think the juke box has only one rec- chief ambition is to see Hitler, Mussolini and Tojo
ord—something about a pistol-packin' mama— in adjoining cages at the Bronx zoo. Me, I want to
but there are lots of frails and there are nickel walk into any tavern and drink a nickel beer.
beers. A man with an AGCT score of 2.5 could Mr. X is over age, r o t even limited-service
guess that where there are frails and/or nickel material, but for those of us who yearn for a
beers there are also GIs. return to the good old days he keeps in trust a
It might seem funny to you, Mac, me spending sacred tradition. And that is why, moving that
my pass time telling about a civvie who runs a any regulations to the contrary be amended, I
juke joint. The point is that I want to help keep nominate him for that service medal.
alive the tradition of the nickel beer. We all A A A G r o u p , Boffo(o, N . Y. - S / S g t . J O H N J. BURNS
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C D ^ D T C • JUMPING THE GUN, WE OFFER PROBABLY THE ONLY
O t ^ w K l d « 1943 ALL-AMERICAN FOOTBALL TEAM IN EXISTENCE
By Sgt. DAN POLIER
ICKING any all-star team is sheer foolish- versity of Texas to a Cotton Bowl t r i u m p h
P ness and should be a t t e m p t e d only by
qualified Section Eights. Proceeding on
this assumption, we now offer what is p r o b -
over Georgia Tech.
There are m a n y of you who will a r g u e
against two Michigan m e n — E l r o y (Crazy
ably the only 1943 A l l - A m e r i c a n football Legs) Hirsch a n d Bill Daley—gracing this
team in existence l i n e - u p . This a t t i t u d e will get you n o w h e r e ,
First, however, we will attempt to explain because Daley and Hirsch a r e n ' t really
w h y we even bothered to pick this team. We Mother Michigan's children at all. T h e y ' r e
had t h r e e good reasons. First of all. our cir- V-12 student trainees and rightfully belong
culation m a n a g e r figured that GIs in such to Minnesota and Wisconsin, respectively.
far-distant places as China. S u r i n a m and F u r t h e r m o r e there's nothing w r o n g w i t h
Camp Croft, S. C , wouldn't read this until t h e m being on this team; they would h a v e
the football season was almost over and, m i s - m a d e it anyhow, playing at their old a l m a
taking the team as a timely bit of news, m a t e r s . This boy Daley is good enough to play
would immediately renew all their subscrip- pro football right now.
tions. That, of course, would raise the circu- If you will e x a m i n e this selection even
lation m a n a g e r from pfc. to T-4, so you can closer you'll discover another anomaly of t h e
see w^here his interest lies. V-12 p r o g r a m in Alex Agase. Last y e a r Alex
Second, w e figured this team would help gave w h a t everybody t h o u g h t w a s his last
the guys in the States line u p their dope on pint of blood to Hlinois. Now, however, A l e x
the different football t e a m s so they could is giving n e w life to t h e P u r d u e line. H e ' s
d r a w their own conclusions on S a t u r d a y . t h e g u a r d w h o became famous for stealing
Third, and equally important, w h e n one of balls from opposing b a c k s a n d r u n n i n g for
o u r AU-Americans happens to edge his w a y touchdowns last fall.
onto the official t e a m in December, w e can T h e rest of t h e club is legitimate; t h a t is,
a l w a y s say, "We told you so—way back in t h e boys a r e playing for t h e i r original p r o -
October." viders. Ralph Heywood, t h e big end w h o pulls
Now, then, t h e 1943 All-American t e a m : back to punt, r e t u r n s to S o u t h e r n California
P(ay*r PotHion Sckeol to captain the Trojans because h e is a M a r i n e
Saxon Judd End Tulsa s t u d e n t trainee. Washington d i d n ' t count on
Frank Merritt Tackle West Point swift Sambo Robinson r e t u r n i n g , b u t h e w a s
Alex Agase Guard Purdue d u m p e d back onto its Rose Bowl b a n d
Mutt Manning Center Ga. Tech wagon as a M a r i n e trainee. Tulsa held on
to Saxon J u d d , its pass-catching S u g a r Bowl
Harold Fischer . . . . Guard Southwestern star, because h e w a s a m a r i n e , a n d Georgia
George Connor . . . . Tackle Holy Cross Tech managed to k e e p Mutt Marming, a h a r d -
Ralph Heywood . . . .End S. California boiled 60-minute center, because h e w a s a
Sam Robinson Back : Washington Navy boy. George Connor might h a v e b e e n
Elroy Hirsch Back Michigan playing for D a r t m o u t h as a V-12 instead of
Jackie Field Back Southwestern Holy Cross, but h e still isn't of draft age.
Bill Daley Back Michigan All in all, it's a crackerjack t e a m a n d it
Unless you h a p p e n e d to h a v e lived n e a r represents a lot of work. Or m a y b e you
Georgetown, Tex., y o u ' r e probably asking h a v e n ' t tried to w r i t e while firmly encased
yourself, " W h e r e in the hell is S o u t h w e s t e r n in a strait] acket.
University?" And even if you did live in
Georgetown, y o u ' r e probably wondering, Elroy Hirsch (right), who used to play for Wiscon-
"How does t h a t j e r k - w a t e r school r a t e two sin, scores for Michigan against Camp G r a n t , U.
guys on a n All-American t e a m ? " T h a t ' s easy.
S o u t h w e s t e r n is a tiny Methodist school
snuggled deep in t h e h e a r t of Texas and it's
going to h a v e one of t h e winningest football
teams in t h e country this year. T h e finest
mastodonic specimens in the S o u t h w e s t e r n
Conference h a v e b e e n freighted to G e o r g e -
t o w n to t r a i n as Marine officer candidates
and, while t h e y ' r e at it, to pay off the m o r t -
gage on t h e n e w chemistry lab. As for t h e
second question—how do they r a t e two guys
on an A l l - A m e r i c a n team—^we can tell you
t h a t both Field and Fischer w e r e recognized Alex Agase, Saxon Judd, Sam Robinson, Harold Fischer
as a l l - e v e r y t h i n g s e v e n before they got to Purdue. Tulsa. Washington. Soufhwesfern.
S o u t h w e s t e r n . Last y e a r they led the U n i -
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