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HONGKONG TELEGRAPH

May 7, 1940.

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Lion and The Uniform

A recent question in the House of Commons seemed to indicate that many British soldiers would welcome 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 feel something of the elation of Gilbert's character, who fessed:

con-

When I first put this uniform on I said, as I looked in the glass,

"It's one to a million

That any civilian

My Bgure or form will surpası."

For the King's uniform, ao less honoured than in the past, is considerably less decorative than it was; and though the new "battle dress" is of course very fashionable wear at the moment, it is 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 an unwished-for duty, and not of

SENSSSSSSSSSSSSSMEEES. the type who takce tunics for

Count the

"TELEGRAPHS"

everywhere

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

The lion in his uniform is fighting

for the crowD,

The lion wears his uniform all

round the town.

for his natural preference is for the role of, a citizen, devoted to peaceful pursuits. And it does seem that he might be allowed

----------... to dress the part on a holiday.

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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 mect when you are in a war- ship, far out in the North - Sca, watching the war-from---- a ringside seat.

I

met Angus McLeod, of Stornaway, 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 has been convoying long lines of most dangerous sea. The warship

merchantmen to British ports for

the unloading of holds crammed with your food.

One dark night, well out from the men of the middle watch. The shore, I went on the bridge with

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 througli the chilled, inky blackness of the North Sea night.

Wreck to starboard, air."

Bometimes ono would sing out,

low with, "Darkened ship ahead, air,

And sometimes the other would fol-

Both those look-out men were named Angus McLeod;

Do you remember the peace-time story of Angus McLeod? I wrote i just more than five months ago on tho sunny afternoon of a fine zummer's day when the first of the Naval Re- sarves were being called up as ATE emergency measure.

We weren't at war then,

"Here, Sir?"

arst arrivals, answering the emergency summons to serve their country.

I went to Portsmouth to watch the

In a crowded room at the BN. Barracks a petty affleer bellowed the name, “Angus DicLeod.”

And ten men stepped smartly forward. They all came from the Icbrides.

The war care. I often wondered

what had happened to the ten Angus

McLeods, I know now. For these two

Angus McLeods were among the ten

who reported for duty,at Portsmouth.

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

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

throw up.

Week in and week out they have neilis, guarding and guiding the been creeping gingerly round the mino- merchant ships bringing goods to "Britain.";a

Night after night they have been roused when off watch by the silp's alarm bell They are as secustomed to answering the call "action stations!

Do You Remember

This Picture ?

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

as the landlubbar is to obeying tramo sigrials.

There have been times when Nazi planes have roared overticad. That isn why the brass fittings of their war- ship which onco aparkiet in the sun and the moonlight never polished

now.

At times a U-boat has been detected in the vicinity on the secret "Aadio" apparatus. A moment Inter the McLeods have been helping to send depth charges crashing and roaring under the seas.

I have seen the MeLsods at the guns.

But through all these things no- ODA ever saw an Angus McLeod bat an eyelid.

Sea Cemetery

If you have never been to sea in war- timo you have never folt the sadness Of seeing a nautical cemetery.

All over the vastness of the water which separates this island of Qura from the rest of Europe there are wrocks.

Their half-submerged funnels and manis look like sunken tombstones,

rocking and swaying mournfully with

the wind and the waveN.

It is out there, in the North Ben, that you realise what Nazi aggression really means. You see the victims of Hiller's murder mines-ships, like the Simon Bolivar. I saw her, too.

But, whether, they see Nazl miner German planes, wrecks, flares dropped from the skies, find themselves blan keted in fog or rolling, pitching and tosaing in wild sons, or suspect that U-boats are near, the two McLeods never seem to change the look on their rugged, Western Isis faces.

Only for five minutes on that 1,000- milo trip did I see their faces relax. That was during the five minutes separating 1030 from 1940.

It was Hogmanay. The Captain had called all Scotsman off watch to join him

The two McLeoda at all the other Scotsmen 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 ball was ringing through the ship. Among those who climbed out of their hammocks were two Angus McLeods. .. I watched them trotting with the rest of the ship's company to "action sta- tions"

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

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

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

There must be an art, I suppose, in sleeping in your clothes with a rubber Ilo-Jacket under your cont all the tline. It is an art which, for nearly a thou- sand miles, I failed to master.

And No Baths!

Ship's officers have their baths only when in port. There la never a mo- ment at sea when they can bo certain that the officer of the watch won't have the necessity for sounding the SAL

That shri BILAMONS bas to be answered almost in seconda.

If you live round the coast you may sea one of the Angus MoLeods walk- ing jauntily through your main street when his ship is in port,

But, for the same reason that I cannot reveal the name of the ship in which I salled, ha tolli 'have only the letters HMS, on ha saltor hal.

And if any enemy-agent thinks he can discover which ship these par- ticular Angus Malaodi salt in ha

will do making a foolish guasa. ··

„Besides the "two" I have been with, there are another 200 Angus McLeodi playing their part in Britain's wear at

kea.

Too old to fight

from Sydney Smith

An airport near London.

I watched a flight 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 pilots were an ex-stockbroker, a com- building pany director, a 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.

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The flying club-men of 1930 have become the wartime ferry- pilots of 1940. They are quali- fled to fly thirty-eight different types of military and training machines.

Wherever the R.AF. needs its new nlrernft delivered the A.T.A. pilots, some of them men who fought their Arst wir bailles on the Western Front twenty-five years ago, are delivering them to-day,

I visited the A.T.A. equndron earlier this morning at their headquarters to see them begin a day's work. -

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Take a haphazard sample of those pilots and you find men like these: Wal Handley, T.T. motor-cycle rider; Rupert Doll- ville, the Etonian bullfighter who Rew

ἐπ Spain during the civil war; Phillp Wills, London ship- plng merchant who holds the British height and long distance gliding records, and Sidney Cummings, Brooklands racing E motorist. One of the pilote, a flier of the last war, has only one hund. But he is qualified to By any single-engined warplane for delivery, Spitfires included.

The veteran of the squadron, who flow "box kiles" and 'Bleriots before 1914, là forty-six- year-old Captain Norman Edgar, founder and director of Western Airways. To-day he is still t to deliver thew Hurricanes and Blenhelms to the RAF.

--but still serving