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THE

HONGKONG TELEGRAPH,

THURSDAY, AUGUST 25, . 1938.

TEST PILOT

WHAT HAS HAPPENED SO FAR Test Pilot Jim Lane, forced down in Kansas on an attempted record flight, proosade to Now York with a brids, after a twon- ty-four hour courtship. Notther Ann nor he nor his closest bud- dy, Gunnar Bloane, have any money, however, Whon Jim losos hta jub, ho finds a landlady wili- ing to extend orodit, and sote up houspkcoping,

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The grandstand was crowded with spectators cager for thrills and the start of the Thompson Tro phy Race. Two hundred milos it wayto bo, thirteen inps around a fifteen milo triangular cOUTSO

On the far side of the fold, Jim and Gimner, watched by drant, wore working on the latter's single, Feator racing plano. As they nd- Justed the pitch on the propellor, An Announcement camo over the loud speaker.

All pilota stand by! Thirty minutes warningi"

Jim looked up to soo Drake, his former boss, landing nearby.

"Does it go, Jim?" Drake asked

with a grim smile.

"Just watch." Jim promised. "Well, Jim, this is a funny altus- tion. Do you miss mo?" Drake wanted to know.

"Yeh, sure. Is it mulus)?” "Well, it doesn't seem natural."

Benson's all right," Jim said, "He'll do a good job for you."

"Yes, he's all right," Drake frown- ed. "But ho's worried. He says the ship is so fast, he's afraid the

"Tüs battle for second place is going to be

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fudges can't count the laps. Ho'a [ taking his family to Italy."

"If and when, you mean!" Gun- tier_said.

"By the way, how's the passon-| Fort" Drake asised,

""Who?" Jim looked puzzled.

"Your pretty wifo."

ing up and down before the whip.

Why, It's Annial" Jim exclaimed. Yes... and I left Kanisa for this" she said, trying to hide her nervousness. "Ha! Ha! Hal"

"Buckets are born ovary minute, pal," Jim replied, kissing her.

A few minutes later, to the roar of the crowd, the race was on. They disappeared from view en route to the first pylon, or turn, and tho crowd mottled down to wait

Ann and Gunner, arms locked, amiled happily as they watched. Jina rounded the home pylan in first place. Three hundred and fifty miles an hour! Watching his mir- ror, Jim could see Henson back of him, in second place.

Lap after lap flow by and still Jim Lane's plane was in the load. The other racers were strung out bohind him now and Benson wan far back. Now there was just one lap to go; as the ship rounded the home pylon preparatory to stacting the last lap of the grind, the crowd rose to cheer.

Buddenly their ovation changed to

cries of horror. Jim's engine cough- ed. A burst of black smoke and flame shot outf

Ann and Gunner, standing in front of a hangar, stared up, horri

fled.

"Come on down, Jim, come on down, Cunner muttered, .mera to himself than to Ann, “Don't be a fool"

"Oh, Gunner!" Ann cried in tez- rar, her body tense with agony.

With a great effort, Gunner con- trolled himself on, nmoko titl streaming from the engine, the plano roared out of sight toward the first pylon.

"One more Inp!" Gunner sald through gritted tooth.

"But ho's on fire!" Ann cried.

"Don't be crazy!" Gunner said with attempted goloty. "That's no- thing! And it's nice to have a littlo tire! You don't know how cold it is up there!"

Ann was almost wild with tor ror. The ship was still out of night But he hadn't crashed yet, or an-

"Yeh," out in Guuner. "Whore in pouncement would have been over she 7"

Die ampilier. Ho hadn't crashed! "In the grandstand," Jim anld. Io couldn't crashi Buddenly a "And that reminds me. We haven't] thought struck her. Didn't "Jim got much tima" He grabbed Gun- know his ship was on fire? Was ho Der's arm, and lea him to a quick service bar, which was connected with a larger cafe Jint tossed a half-dollar on the bar.

"A cake and a Beoich!" "La or dered, briskly.

determined to bring her through anyway? Or would ho find himself caught in a flaming mass without avon warning...without a chancD to ball out?

"The guy is made of asbestos!" Quaner örfad.

Sho whirled on him. "How daro you talk like this! You ought to ba

"A coke and a coke?" Qunner said quickly, with a hole of finality,

Jim shot Gunner a dirty look, but submitted to this change in plans. | shot!" As the bartender filled tacir glances, Benson walked over. Ho put a land on Jim's shoulder.

"How ya,, pal?" he asked. "Gunner," countered Jim turning, "did you ever meat the Great B.n-

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"Oh, the parachute jumpar?"

Gunner asked.

Benson laughed. "Did you guys get good seats?" he demanded. "It's going to be a nice race to watch. The battle for accond place is go- lug to bo vicious!"

Gunner suddenly broke under hia own nervousness. "Why, you little fool, who do you think you're talk ing to?" ho sne ped. "What do you think this game is? It's death ovary time you move! It ain't even safa to all in onel It ain't oven safe to look at one! And you married it without a thought, I'll say you're a sucker!"

The last word was broken off. Gunner choked back his sobs as he stared at her, Ight-lipped, his face blank and expressionless.

"Yob." Jim nodded. “My wito la Ann stared at him, and sho ro sitting protty. You can buy a lot of alized, in this moment, how much

Gunner loved Jimm. Monts for ten grand, boy.".

"You're a plker,” Benson said. "My win is harp with the kids”

"What do you want to disappoint them for?" Gunner put in.

I hear you're going to Italy,"

Jim said.

nodded.

She hold her breath for a moment As an announcement was made over the loud speaker and watched with a sinking heart while a chemical fire-wagon dashed out of a hangar and toward the finish Ina.

and...the fire is no worse?" the an- nouncer cried.

"Lane bas rounded the first pylon

"Right from hers, Jim," Benson He turned and called out: "Oh, May!"

A collective sigh of rellof swept Just in back of the archway be through the grandstand. tween the bar nad tlio cafa Mrs. And looked up at Gunner. "God Benson, a small, nervous-looking love you!" she murmured gently. Woman, was sitting at a table withiḥ Gunner epoke qulatly, but with her three children. She rose and confidence. "Ho's got a good chance came quickly toward her husband to make it, Ann. "He's awful good

Jim smiled at her. "What'k you up there."

crowd waited with Again the have, Mrs. Benson? It acoms we're calebrating a trip to the Meditor bated breath as the amplifier wont

Into action.

"Lane has rounded the second for the happy. "Nothing, thanks, and I wish Dylon. Ho's handed Fred would atop talking about the finish....

Ann and Gunner, with the thou- Mediterranean. He's got me half

sands of others, watched with belloving As for the children, donched hands for the first sight they might as well be theral"

of the plane. The three children, the oldest of whom was not morò than twelve, ...Here he comes...and he's got

the fire out ***

ranean."

Mrs. Benson seemed excited and

bustled over.

***Daddy, daddy!" one of them call- It was.trun! As the 'plane roared ed. "Look at all the plotures about Into view, there was no sign of Italy," He poked at Jim. "Have you trouble. Somehow the miracle had ever been to Italy, mister" ho alk-occurred. The fire was out! The ed. "Mother says tho zo is bluer grandstand ross as one man and cheered thunderously as the 'plane than the sky!"

roared In.

Benson led them away. "Well, so you in the sky!" Jim; called out.

Ann and Gunner, unable to move or to speak for a moment, simply

"You bet!" Benson smiled. "Boo stood clinging to each other. Then, you in the mirror}"

of a sudden, with the samo simul-

The announcer's voice came taneous thought they rushed toward through the amplifier again. "All the spot where the ship was taxiing planes take starting positions for to a stop. Had Jim escaped barta the Thompson Trophy Racal" in the TiàmSS?

Jim and Gunner quickly returned

to the 'plano. They found Aan walk-

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Jim, emerging with flushed, hap- py face from the cockpit, was un- harmed, A crowd clustered around the plane as he brought it to a dead stop. Grant was deliriously happy.

fim, Jim, what did I tell you. what did I say?" he cried.

An Ann and Gunner made their way to Jim, who had started to climb out, the announcement came avor the amplifier:

"First place...Jim Lane...Grant

Racer!"

Ann rushed into Jim's arma and be held her close, without a word. "What are you giving w, an ex- hibition?" Gunner demanded.

"What's biting you?" Jim do

mandad

"Woron't scared, either, huh?" "I don't know what fear lat" Jim laughed. He looked down lato Ann's) face,

"How about a little trip to Italy, pal7" ho murmured.

Buddenly they were startled. "Benson is now coming in." sald

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Jim nodded. "Yeh, sure. He didn't tell you?" "No."

The pilot draw an envelope from his pocket. "Well, wo ware. Bo I Kot it cashod, soo?" He forced the envelope into her hand. "There's five grand In this

Mrs. Henson looked at him with sudden suspicion,

"Mr. Lane, plonso..." who pro- tested.

"Listen, you don't want me to welch on a guy 'cause he's not hera 'to'collect it, do you?" he demanded.

"Woll...I...I...”

"But keep it under your hat, will your I don't want Drake to know that I thought he had any chanco to win. You know what I mean. Drake and I don't get on."

"You're lying to me, Mr. Lane."

Mrs. Benson was crying softly.

Yall, if you want to put it that way...

It sa terribly, she sobbed. "I mean "Oh, It's beautiful of you. I need

the children..."

All at once she was clinging to him, nobbing her heart out. Jim held her close, tears starting to well up in his own eyes. But ho forced them back.

"All right, pal," he said, with ns- med roughness, "And laten: be died at his trade, sao? That's a lot. Take my word for it: He died in the air and that was his business."

"I know” she sobbed. "And he was so dear.....Ho wanted to take, us to Italy so much...Oh, God!"

That night, all the fllors "cele brated" the victory of Jim Lana la a downtown bar. And for the first tima Ann realized fully how hazard- ous was Jim's profession. Fred Ben- son, was no longer with them, but when they spoke of him, botweon drinks, it was as if they were mora-

"I don't know what fear ist Jim langbed.

They looked up to see Benson's ly chiding him for not winning the 'pinno erratically approaching the race, or for not being able to bring flold. The ship seemed to waver the plane out of its divo, Ann look- for a while, then it landed with aed on as Jim drank steadily and alckoning crash. In a moment, an ranted on about his haired for fly- ambulance was on its way to the ing and the air. Slowly sha under- spot. Jim released Ann and rushed stood why this must be no: why ho ovor. In the grandstand, Mrs. Ben-must drink and rant and rave. Blo son was hysterical with fear. sat quietly, laughing with him, while

The white-coated interne look but | Gunner nat by, sobar ne u judge. one glance at Benson's mangled It was late now, and Ann was body. Then he straightened up and weary. Jim had staggered over to Kostured for the attendants to place another tabis." Ann relaxed in her it in the ambulance. Jim ruahod up chair with a sigh, as Gunner glanc-

as they were doing so and leaped fod at har emphatically, up to the driver's "soat

"All right," he said.

But

don't tell Jim. I don't want to spoil anything for him."

**How is be?" he panted.

"I'm dead, Gunner,” she whisper- The interne shook his head. "Ho's) od. "Plonso alido me home. al right now," he said slowly. Jim; glanced down and saw that a sheet had been drawn up over Bonson's face. Soberly he got out

"Hey!" he called to an interne, "Tell the Gunner to take my wife is the hotel, will you?"

"You bel"

As Jim's cab stopped in front of the funeral parlor his noticed a town car in fronh While ho stood look- ing at it, Drako came out of the mortuary. They stood looking at each other solemnly,

"She in there?" Jim naked finally. "Yes. She'

the midnight train him home on

Is aho alons?"

Drake nodded. "Tho chlären are at the hotel.”

Jim entered and was met by a middle-aged sallow-faced woman dressed in black,

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Gunnar frowned. “I hate to leave him alone, Ann," he muttered. Ho looked around the room. “Jim?” ho called. When the filer staggered back to the table Ann's head wi on Gunner's shoulder.

"What's tho matter?" Jim asked thickly.

Time for us to go, pal“ "Go right along. I'll be right along aftor," Jim cald.

Ann looked up at him. "Don't bur ry honey. Don't think about ma.......” Won't think of anything else, honey," Jim retorted. He turned to Gunner, "Tako her home, pal. She's tired."

Gunner rosa, "Tob. But where are you going to ba?" -

"Right here!”

Reluctantly, Gunner loft

Jim.

. "I want to ses Mrs. Besson," ha| Much as hĩ wanted to see that said.

Ana got back safely, there was a She motioned him into a dim, un-; fear in his heart for Jim. There was lighted parlor, Then she crossed no telling what he might do what allantly, like a wraith, Into the next left alonā.

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Tanm. Jim, looking about him. In the taxicab, Ann babbled on shuddered. A door opened and Mrs, sisepily, "Wall, I met her, didn't I? Danson como in. She seemed quite I met my rival. She rides with him calm, but hor, eyes were red from when he's alone up there in the sky. weeping. She dummoned up a Sha's a real rival, who'll never let shadow of a malle when she saw, me rest.”

Gunner nodded. When they ranch- "Congratulations, Mr. Lane, you ed. the Lane apartment, Gunner were very brave," she said in a low tried to hide his eagerness to get voice. She paused. "I don't feel like back, But Ann, dismissing him, in- I thought i would. I.......” her voice derstood. broke, but she regalaed control, “I Fuess I was so sure...it would hap- pen sometime."

Roaching the bar he had just left. Gunnar made his way back to tho table whore be had parted from *Ilow's the dough situation?" Jim Jim. The flier was not there! Gun- nald abruptly.

ner looked around the room desper "Oh, we'll be all right," she anately, with a sinking feeling. Fran- Awered hesitantly.

tically he began to ask questions of “Well, you're lucky, Mrs. Benson, several of the customars. Then be in one way," Jim said. "Lucky I rushed out to the street again and won, I-mean. Benson and I were jumped into the taxi that still stood splitting if either one of us camel there, through, but I suppose he told **The next bar from here!" ho” you...

ordered. "You What?” She stared in sur-

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SHYNESS CANADIAN PACIFIC

BLUSH readily, stammer at the most awkward moment, move about uneasily, and vell my glance when someone's gaze is upon me. In other words, I'm shy.

Shyness, like home sickness, hurts, There

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believe to develop one's that shyness helt shy, for Individuality. It is covering, specially

designed for young people protect them from becoming stereotyped, allowing their personal!- ties to develop inturally during the impressionable years. Without shy- ness they would be unbearable. The young man of twenty, fuil of self- assurance, will be a bore in a few more years.

Not Inverted Vanity

It is when one gets older and that air of shyness persists that one le lable to be misunderstod. Shyness is so frequently mistaken for snob- bishness, white usually the shy person

crying

out for companion- ship, only his natural reticence pre- venting him from

the ice 12 vances. A smile in any ad- broken, and, at the risk of being thought egotistical, I say that one is usually surprised that the apparent- ly dull person should be so interest- ing.

Shyness does not mean lack of will power. Some of the most reserved people are the most determined. Nor do I believe that, as has been stated, shyness is an inverted form of vanity, The sly person is not awkward be- cause he is concerned about himself, wondering if he is acting properly and

saying the

right thing. He does not strive for effect; there is no de sire to be in the limelight.

Being shy, of course. hus dis- advantages. One is likely to miss much of the galety of the world, for shyness, to a great extent, means taking things seriously; although sometimes the shy person can be de- lightfully amusing, as Barrie showed us in his whimsical specchies.

The Most Charming People

Cast your mind over your circle of friends. Is not the shy people that you flnd most charming? Would it not be to them you would go for advice, knowing you would not get superficial sympathy, but a true understanding? For shyness breeds reflection, and, being in the main part an onlooker, allows one to gather inuch knowledge. And have you ever notleed that the shy is usually dead honest? Dishonest cannot afford to be timid.

So you who are shy, do not be sorry for it. You

may not make friends readily, but your friendship is usually lusting. And remember that into this world of self-advertise- ment the shy person brings that that is so de- something different lightfully refreshing.

J. A. B.

MY JOB IN THE JUNGLE

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I'M padre. Dull? Guess again! There isn't a job in Asta loss dull than mine.

Lision. My Indian parish is larger than four Scottish counties-Angus, Perth, Argyll, and Stirling. Scatter- ed in two thousand villages is a population equal to that of Edin- burgh and Dundee combined. In this area Dre Ave padres-three Indian and two British.

Wild

animals abound. Within sight of my house is a tiger jungle. Wolves have been seen in the foot- ball Beld of the mission-school. A special mission campaign which we had arranged in one area had to be postponed owing to a plague

of panthers. When we balle in the irrigation lake which adjoins every village we have to beware of cro- codiles.

In some places I am the only white man who has ever been seen. In one village an oldish man sald that when he was a lad a European came tiger-shooting. Would be be any relation of mine?

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ACROSS

1 Bow starts gallantry (7). 5 Great pleasure is put out of urder in what is unusual (7), Soldiers get it to do it (5). 10 Looking like Ireland in a drink Most of our little jungle churches 11 This 32 across is a dish (3).

(7). have walls of matting and roof of 12 It is apt to be very cut up at- palm leaves and a dried mud floor; ter the wedding (8).

But I'm out for bigger game than tiger.

(0),

7 A joint affair (6).

8 It is often customary to this

20 down, on stone (7).

14 With 21 down this lady can

make a hearse (3).

15 is the natural complement of the heart of 20 across (3).

18 It holds the reader up more than its lower half, but less than Its top half (0).

18 Taking the present for example

(8).

20. Remarks on a late subject (7).

21 Port of every 14 down (3). 22 This

may make 26 across run

24 Argue like a mathematician?

in advance

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1

up-

25 Not a movement

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the poeple all sit cross-legged upon 13 Any bins is changed in Africa the ground. As they sing they beat time by clapping their hands. The 10 A tear of plous wish (3). "collection" rarely contains coins; it consists mostly of maize and millet, chillies and a few eggs, perhaps

fowl; the other day a Live goat or buffalo calf was brought to church as an offering,

My parishioners are mostly "un- touchabics." There are over sixty of these people in India, and million of. their number is increasing at the rate of a thousand a day. No res-20 Not used, oddly enough, In 12 pectable Hindu will touch them, and

17 This is barred in many homes

18 Sounds like

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advice to the thirsty from the greengrocer's

(7). shop 20 Writing materials are

parently included in the out- Jay (7).

brave mon, · 23 Duller, being a nover did (5)

across (3),

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they are bullied and exploited by 27 Associations do not affect this the higher caste people, but when one knows then they are very attrac-31 It Live folk,

shrewd and humorous with a great love for little

and a

is apt to grow in successful factories. (5),

children 32 Bee

11 across (3),

a keen knowledge of human 33 This kind of thing certainly

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a Wure 34 A cosy spot by the 17 across of four shillings a month. When I

(B). have a meal in their little huts we eat our curry and rice on the ground, cating with our fingers from leat

plates.

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35 The facts (7).

30 Wherein care is lacking (7)..

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2 Musical instrument (7); 3 Bays are this (03.

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5 Good advice to those who owe

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28 A sudden puff of wind could

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