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A recent question in the House of Commons seemed to indicate

that many. British soldiers would welcome a relaxa- tion of the order that forbids them to appear in civilian clothes, when on leave.

The days are gone when the uniform could be reckoned one of the great attractions that in- duced a man to take the King's shilling, when the recruit, having attained to all the glory of scar- let tunic and gold braid, might fee! something of the clation of | Gilbert's character, who con-

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"It's one to a million

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"WHEN FATHER SAYS TURN, WE ALL TURN!”

I Sailed with Angus McLeod..

Through the

North Sea Zone

BY A. J. McWHINNIE (Our Naval Correspondent)

T'S surprising whom you meet when you are in a war- ship, far out in the North Sea, watching the war from _a_ringside-seat.

I met Angus McLeod, of Stornoway, for instance-both of him,

I have Just landed at an East Coast port after a voyage through nearly 1,000 miles of the world's most dangerous sea. The warship

has been convoying long lines of merchantmen to British ports for the unloading of holds crammed with your food.

One dark night, well out from

shore, I went on the bridge with

the men of the middle watch. The ship was rolling heavily,

The wind howled. It was loy cold,

Look Out!

On each wing of the bridge a hooded, muffled, look-out man peered through the chilled, inky blackness of the Yorth Sea night,

Bometimes one would sing out, "Wreck to starboard, sir.”

And sometimes the other would fo%

less honoured than in the past, low with, "Darkened ship ahend, sir."

is considerably less decorative than it was; Lid though the new "battle dress" is of course very fashionable wear at the moment, it le hardly what the tailors' advertisements call "natty suit- ing."

Then again, times have chang- ed as well as uniforms: At Home the British soldier of to-day is usually a civilian performing än unwished-for duty, and not of

CEISSENNESUPUESTOS the tye who takes tunics for

Count the

"TELEGRAPHS"

everywhere

splendour and panta for glory. However much a lion in action, he does not like the arrange- ment that when

Both those look-out men wero numed Angus McLeod.

Do you remember the peace-time story of Angus McLeod? I wrote 16 just more than five months ago on the

day when the first of the Naval Re sunny afternoon' of 's fine summer'a

serves were being called up as an emergency medguro,

Wo weren't at war then. -

"Here, Sir!"

I went to Portsmouth to watch the first arrivals, answering the emergency summons to serve their country.

In a crowded room at the RN. Ilarracks a petly silver bellowed the

Angus McLeod,"

NAME

And ten men stepped_smarily · forward. They all came from the

feriad.

The war cama. I often wondered that had happened to the len Angus

Angus Meloods were among the ten who reported for duty at Portamouth.

McLeods, I know now. For these two

Since that sunny, peaceful day at Portsmouth they have been places. And they havo, seen strange things.

Together they have voyaged through nearly 18,000 miles of danger, risking nearly every peril the war at sea can

The lion is his uniform is fighting

for the crown, The lion wears his uniform all throw up. around the town

Week in and week out they have for his natural proference is for fields, guarding and guiding the been creeping gingerly round the mino- the role of a citizen devoted to marchant ups. bringing goods to

Brilala. peaceful purgulta.And it doosrians at nigne thing, hakea beds seem that he might be allowed roused when off watch by the ship's alarm bell. They are na noctistomet to dress the part on a holiday, to answering the call " action stations

Do You Remember

„This Picture ?

IT was in the "Telegraph" on August 1, and showed Scots naval reacrulats reporting for duty at Portsmouth. Ten Angus McLeods were there, and there are now 200 Angus McLeods in the war at sea.

as the fandlubber is to obeying traffle signals.

There have been times when Nazi planes have roared overhead. That is why the brass fittings of their war- ship which once sparkled in the sun and the moonlight" are never polished

DOW.

At times U-boat has been detected in the vicinity on the secret." Asdic

Inter apparatus, Amoment

tic McLeods have' been helping to send depth charges crashing and roaring under the scas.

I have seen tha Melcods at the Kans.

Hak through all these things no- BRO OVOT BLW an Angus Mcleod bat an kjold.

Sea Cemetery

..If you have never been to son in war- time you havo never felt the sadness of secing a nautical cemetery.

All over the vastness of the water which separates this island of ours from the rest of Europe there are

wrocks.

Thair half-subnierged funnels and masts look like. sunken, tombstones, rocking and swaying mournfully with the wind and the wariscos

that you realise what Nhal aggression It is out there, in the North Ben,

really means, You see the victims of Hitler's murder mines-ships like tho Almon Boliyac. I saw her, too.

But, whether they see Nazi mines, German planes, wrecks, flares dropped from the skies, flod themselves blan- keled in fog or rolling, pitching and tossing in wild seas, or suspect that „U-boats_are_pcar, the two McLeońs never seem to change the look on their rugged, Western Iale faces,

Only for five minutes on thal 1,000- mile trip did I see their faces relax. That vas during the five minutes Reparating 1939 from 1940.

It was Hogmanay. The Caplats had called all Scolamen off watch to join him.

The two McLeods and all the other Scolamen raised their glasses to their captain and their ship. And he raised his glass to them.

Little Sleep

It wasn't long after that the alarm bell was ringing through the ship. Among those who climbed out of their hammocks wero two Angus McLeods. I watched them trotting with tho rest of the ship's company to "action sta- tions."

As they passed along the pitch-black deck of the ship they probably adjusted their new inflatable rubber life-jackels. They sleep and work in them. The old cork life-Jackets are not being worn this war,

It didn't seem possible, as the ship became aliva with men passing to their stations, that so short a time before they had been wishing each other a Happy New Year.

After this 1,000-mile trip to sea the war at son I know something about dia turbed sleep. The men of the Royal Navy are almost getting accustomed to lack of sleep by now,

There must do an art, I suppose. In sleeping in your clothes with a rubber life-jacket under your cont all the time. it is an art which, for nearly a thou- sand miles, I failed to master.

And No Baths!

Dover a mo-

ship's officers have their baths only when in port. There ment at sea when they can be certain that the officer of the watch won't have the necessity for sounding the alarm.

That abrill summons has to be answered almost in seconds.

If you live round the coast you may sce one of the Angus McLeods walk- ing faantly through your maint street when his ship is in port.

But, for the same reason that I cannot reveal: tha nama of the ship in, takich, latido, na trill, have only the lotters H.M.9. on hie bailor hat,

And if any enemy apent thinks he can discover which affb 'thelo "par ticular Angus McLeodé suli in he will be making a foolish guest,

Dasides the two, I have. beck' with, there are another 200 Angus McLeods playing their part in Britain's war at Bea

Too old to

fight

from Sydney Smith

An airport near London.

I watched a fight of brand new eight-gun Hur- ricane fighters take off from here this morning. piloted on a delivery flight to their first R.A.F. active service 'stations by civilian fliers whose average ages were between thirty and forty years,

Among those pllots were an ex-stockbroker, a com- -pany-director-a-building- contractor, a commercial traveller, a flying club instructor and some. wealthy peacetime owner- pilots.

They were some of the forty peacetime pleasure and commercial pilots who have just passed through the R.A.F. Central Flying School, and taken a three months' course learning to fly the biggest and fastest machines the R.A.F. needs.

The flying club-men of 1039 have become the wartime forry- pilots of, 1940. They are quali- fle to fly thirty-eight different types of military and training machines.

Wherever the R.A.F. needs its new aircraft delivered the A.T.A. pilots, some of them men who fought their Arat air battles on the Western Front twenty-five years ago, are delivering them to-day.

I visited the A.T.A. squadron curller this morning at their hendquarters to see them begin a day's work

Take a haphazard sample of those pilots and you find men like those: Wal Handley, T.T. motor-cycle rider; Rupert Bell- vile, the Elonian bullfighter who flew in Spain during the civil war; Philip Wills, London ship- ping merchant who holds the British height and long distance

records, gliding

and Sidney Cummings, Brooklanda racing motorist. One of the pliots, a fler of the last war, has only one hand. But he is qualified to fly any single-engined warplane for delivery, Spitfires included.

The veteran of the squadron, who flow "box kites and Bierlots before 1914, is forty-six- year-old Captain Norman Edgar, founder and director of Western Alkways... To-day he is still fit to deliver itew Burricanes and Blenheims to the R.AF.

but still serving