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D8-3601 Concert Crosso No. 23 (Handel)

Concerto Grosso Conclusion

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Jascha Heifetz.

Fidelio-Leonora's Recitative and Aria ..Kirsten Flagstad Introduction 'and Allegro for Strings (Elgar)

DB:3199 Introduction and Allegro.....B.B.C. Symphony Orch,

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William Tell-Conclusion Deep River

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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 sear- let tunic and gold braid, might feel something of the clation of Gilbert's character, who fessed:

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

"It's one to a million

That any civilian

My figure or form will surpass."

For the King's uniform, 30

"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 Stornaway, for instance-both

or 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 icy cold.

Look Out!

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

Sometimes one would sing out, "Wreck to starboard, sir."

And sometimes the other would fol

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

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 SNUNGSSB the type who takes tunics for

Count the

"TELEGRAPHS"

everywhere

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

The ion in his uniform is Oghting

for the crown,

Both those look-out men were named Angus McLeod,

Do you remember the peace-time story of Angus McLeod? I wrote it Just more thin five months ago on the any when the first of the Naval Re- sunny afternoon of a fine summer's

serves were being called up as an emergency measure.

We weren't nt war then,

"Here, Sir!"

first arrivals, answering the emergency

I went to Partsmouth to watch' the

summons to serve their country.

In a crowded room at the RN. Barracks a petty officer bellowed the name, "Angus Mckeod."

And sen men stepped smartly forward. They all came from the Hebrides.

The war come." I often wondered what had happened to the len Angus

Angus McLeods were among the tea who reported for duty at Portsmouth,

Mcleods. I know now. For these two

Bined that sunny, peaceful đây at Portsmouth they have been places. And they have seen strange things.

Together they hare voyaged through nearly 15,000 miles of danger, risking nearly every poril the war at sea can,

The lion wears ha uniform all throw up.

round the town.

for his natural preference is for the role of a citizen devoted to peaceful purvulla... And, it does seem that ho might be allowed 18447 |to dress the part on a holiday.

Do You Remember

This Picture ?

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

as the landlubber is to obeying traže signal.

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

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

I have seen the McLeads at the runs.

But through all these things no- one ever saw an Angus McLeod bat an eyelid,

Sea Cemetery

If you have never been to sea in war- -time you have never felt the sadness of

seeing a nautical cemetery.

All over the vastness of the water which soparales this island of oura from the rest of Europe there are wreeks.

Their half-submerged funnels and masta look liko sunken tombstones,

Week in and week out they have Belda, guarding and guiding the rocking and swaying mournfully with been creeping gingerly round the mine merchant ships bringing goods to Britala

Night: after" night; they have ibden roused when on watch by the ship's alarm bell. They are as accustomed to answering the call "notion stations

the wind and thỏ waves.

It is out there, in the North Bes, "unat you reallas what Nazi 'aggression really means, You see the victims of iller's murder mines-ships like the Bimon Bolivar, saw her, too.

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

Only for five minutes on that 1,000- mile trip did I see their faces relax. That was during the five minutes asparating 1930 from 1940.

It was Hogmanay. The Captain had called all Scotsmen off watch to Join him.

The two McLeods and all the other Scotsmen raised their glasses to their captain and their ship." And he raised

la ginas lo them.

Little Sleep

It wasn't long after that the alarmı bell 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."

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 Kork life-jackets are not being worn this war.

It didn't seem possible, as the ship became alivo with men passing to their itions, that so short a time before they had been wishing each other a Jappy 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 are almost getting accustomed to Jack of sleep by now.

There must be an art, I suppose, in sleeping in your clothes with a rubber e-jacket under your cont all the time. It is an art which, for nearly a thou- sand miles, I failed to minster.

And No Baths!

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

That shrill summons has to be answered almost in seconda

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If you live round the coast you may sce one of the Angus McLeods 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 zalled,' he wlll have only the letters H.M.S. on his sallor hat.

And if any enemy agent thinks he can discover which ship these par ticular Angus McLeodi salt in he will be making a foolish guess.

Besides the two I have been with, there are another 200 Angus McLeodi playing their part in Britain's war at ICO.

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- pany director, a building contractor, a commercial traveller, 1 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 1939 have become the wartime ferry- pilots of 1040. They are quali- fed to Лy thirty-eight different types of military and training machines.

Wherever the R.AF. needs its new alrcraft delivered the A.TA, pilots, some of them men who fought their first air baities on the Western Front twenty-five years ago, are delivering them. to-day.

I visited the A.T.A. squadron 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 and men like these: Wal Handley, T.T. motor-cycle rider; Rupert Bel- viile, the Elonian bullighter who flew in Spain during the civil war; Philip Wills, London ship- ping merchant who holds the British height and long distance gliding records, and Sidney Cummings, Brooklands racing motorist. One of the pilots, flier of the Inst war, has only one hand, But he is qualified to fly

any single-engined

for delivery, Spltres plane

The veteran of the who

and

new "box kite dron Bleriots before 1914, is forty-six= year-old Captain Norman Edgar, founder and director of Westeri Airways. To-day he is stili Ot to deliver new Hurricanes and Blenheims to the R.AF.

-- but still serving