Clinton News-Record, 1952-12-25, Page 9"T1 7Ii&D,&Y, DECEMBER 25, 1952
CL WTON NEWS-RECORID.
RCAF Station and Adasixai Park News
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A Story
By SL"YIV�OUIt ROBERTSON Copyright 1952
r of the R,C,A,,F.
10TH INSTALMENT
The service pghceman accept-
. ed Jack's card and after applying
the point of an indelible pencil
'to his lips began writing in a
big manila -covered , book. "Gray,•
don, John W. Flight -Lieutenant.
RCAF," he said aloud. Where is
it you're going, sir?"
"Arreford• .At least the station's
called Arreford.
"Why, sir?"
' Jack gaped. Surely he wasn't
expected to delineate the Saxon
-origin of Island place-names!
"How the devil do I know?" he
-demanded, testily, "I suppose
it's always been called Arreford."
The sergeant's sigh betrayed
some disgust. He glanced at
• Graydon's 'Canada' shoulder -
flashes and added, with exagger-
ated patience. "I mean, sir, why
'are you crossing to the Island?
,Are you proceeding on duty?"
"0, that! No. I'm visiting my
people." `r ,
"Your parents, sir? Are they
ill?"
"They're all right so far's I
know. But they're not my par-
ents. My uncle and aunt. They
live near Arreford. Their name's
Hayley. Colonel Desmond Hay-
ley." •
'There was surely no risk hi
telling the sergeant that much.
Jack's surname was not Hayley,
btit then neither was Clarence
Hyde's. The Colonel might pos-
sess several Canadian sisters and
a score of nephews. But why all
this fuss? Wasn't the Isle of
"Wight part of England? The
sergeant was acting much as if
Graydon had sought passage to
the moon.
"Colonel Hayley of Halebridge
Manor, sir?" There was a per-
. ceptible change in the SP's tone.
"I know him well." He produced
two small cards, wrote something
on each and was about to hand
them over when his sharp eyes
alighted on a shoulder -bag plain-
ly marked "C. D. Hyde."
"Is that your haversack, sir?"
he asked.
"Yes, of course! I mean—no!
It's not actually mine. I borrow-
ed it from a chap on my station."
His interrogator nodded, seem-
ingly content.
"Give up this ,card at Ryde
pierhead when you disembark,"
he directed. "Keep the second
one for your return journey. The
ferry's alongside. You can board
her now, sir."
With . a feeling of distinct re-
lief Jack walked up the gang-
plank on to the deck of the
'Merstone.' He was over the
Worst hurdle. True, the service
policeman had claimed acquaint-
ance with Colonel Hayley but it
was more than likely that every-
one knew the Master "of Hale -
bridge. The Isle of Wight was
only a tiny dot off the Hamp-
shire coast; or so it had appear-
ed to Graydon on occasions when
he had flown over it at an alti-
tude of 15,000 feet. He had no
idea it contained several fairish -
sized towns.
His real name, followed by that
of his prospective host, had been
recorded in the security book
but he told himself, there was
little risk of exposure in ,`that.
All over Britain, countless times
a day, similar clerks were writ-
ing names in similar books. No
one would ever look at them
again; they would be left to gath-
er dust in some forgotten. store-
room for duration. Security?
What a farce it was!
Jack strolled forward and
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down to the smoke -room, paid
three half -pence for a mug of
strong, creamless tea and bore it
to a table where sat two old gal -
Ars engaged in spirited argu-
ment,
"Stuff 'n' nonsense!" one was
complaining. "Man 'n' boy I've
tilled my land nigh on to sixty
year and now they ask 'f I got
business on the Island! They
know right well who I be!"
"Reg'lations, G i 1 e s, reg'la-
tions," His companion shook his
head lugubriously, "No tellin'
what Jerry'll be up to next. That
bobby on the wharf can but fol-
low orders an'—"
"Too big for 'is boots!" the
first declared. "A body'd .think
't was Colonel Hayley hisself,"
"Master Hayley's a sight more
sense that t'bother with folk 'e's
known all 'is life. T'would take
a smart spy tofool the Colonel.
But the signs warn ye 'gainst
cureless talk. Ye can never tell
'oo's sitting alongside yer•"
"Meaning' this gentleman?"
Giles said scornfully, jerking a
gnarled forefinger at Graydon.
"D" ye think 'e's Goebbels?"
"Ye be a fool!" he was admon-
ished. "We can see what 'e is
right off." He favored the Canad-
ian with a toothless grin. "Mean -
in' no offense, sir, but ye're not
travellin' incog, as they say?"
Concious of his flaming cheeks
Jack buried his nose deep in his
mug. He hoped his laugh did not
sound forced. "It pays to be cau-
tious," he said earnestly. "But I
see your glasses are empty. Per-
haps you'll have on 'with me?"
He picked up the beer glasses,
carried them to the bar for a re-
fill and set them before the nat-
ives. Then, with an apologetic
murmur that he was finding the
smoke -room stuffy, made his way
on deck. So they knew Colonel
Hayley, did they? That was an
excellent reason for avoiding
them. In another moment those
garrulous old fools would be de-
manding to see his identity card.
Portsmouth Harbor teemed with
activity as innumerable small
craft plied to and fro. There was
a new destroyer lying at anchor;
a 'Swordfish' of the Fleet Air Arm
was swooping down over it. Far
down one reach the gun -turrets of
a giant battleship were plainly vis-
ible. Beyond rose the tall masts
of her ancient sister, the famous
'Victory'. Out past the open wat-
er ahead he could see the wooded
shores of the Island. That must
be Ryde, that cluster of build-
ings grouped about a church spire,
tipped with the morning sun. To
port lay a stetch of sandy beach—
Southsea Esplanade and yes! there
stood the Princess Royal' Hotel.
How much nearer to town it seem-
ed than it had the previous even-
ing!
Only a score of passengers dis-
embarked at Ryde and, except to
collect his landing-card,no one
in authority paid the slightest
attention to a solitary Air Force
officer hastening to the railway
platform. He was directed to
change at Sandown and waved
toward a line of empty coaches.
He found an unoccupied com-
partment without difficulty and
the experience was so novel he
concluded he should have visited
this part of England long ago.
Once the train emerged from
the tunnel into the warm sun-
shine on the southern edge of the
town Graydon moved closer to
the window for a better inspec-
tion of the countryside. Here
was England in miniature, the
story -book England of which he
had so often read. Here were
V1//C J. A. Sproule
At First Mess Dinner
"Don't wait for the service to
teach you, prepare yourself for the
future" said Wing Commander J.
A. Sproule, DFC, Commanding Of-
ficer, RCAF Station, London, in
an address to the officers of RCAF
Station, Clinton, Thursday even-
ing, December 18. W/C Sproule
particularly addressed his remarks
to the junior officers on the occas-
ion of the first mess dinner of the
winter season.
Referring to Viscount Trench-
ard's book "Imaginal Mentality,"
the speaker pointed out that the
electronics field had done more
than any other group to stir the
imagination. The stories of in-
credible developments in electron-
ic devices have built an imaginary
impregnable barrier of defense in
the minds of many people and this
feeling is too •prevalent in our
thinking. "Defense, as such, nev-
er wins a war," he said, and we
must profit now by the blunders
of the past,"
Three Objectives
Wing Commander Sproule poin-
ted out that three objectives must
be foremost in bur minds, De
fence, Offence and Security. The
objective of the RCAF is to fly
aeroplanes and defeat the enemy
and to prepare for this large sums
of money are being spent on
fighter aircraft, radar screens and
other things. Citing the complac-
ency of the German High Com-
mand in not invading England
after Dunkirk, he pointed out that
the objective had been lost. Al-
though the RCAF is presently de-
signed for a defensive role we can-
not afford to overlook its offen-
sive possibilities.
Security
On the principle of security, the
lanes flanked by trim hedgerows!
smiling, fertile valleys; pleasant
thatch -roofed cottages; squar-
towered churches centuries old;
snug farm dwellings .nestling in
the lee of smooth -rounded hills.
Fat dairy cattle, penned in moss -
covered stone enclosures, lifted
their heads to low in protest.
Rooks, startled by the train's
whistle, fluttered out of the tree-
tops. There was no sign, of war
activity here. There was no risk
of exposure.
"Sandown! Sandovbn!"
The train had barely stopped
before Jack was out on the plat-
form. There was need of haste
for he had but three minutes to
change to the cross -Island local.
Yet he saw no sign of another
train. He stared about in per-
plexity. He would have to make
further inquiries if he could find
some one to give him specific
directions.
Farther down the platform he
saw one other detraining passen-
ger, a girl in service blues alight
ing from a third-class compart-
ment. He hastened toward her.
"Corporal," he began breath-
lessly, as he noticed the two
stripes on her sleeve. "I wonder
if you can tell me—"
The Waaf turned quickly to
face him. Graydon's jaw drop-
ped in sheer astonishment when
he found himself looking. into the
equally surprised countenance of
Betty Furness, the red-haired
barmaid from the officers' mess of
Midlands OTU.
(To Be Continued)
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speaker cited the complacent
thinking which surrounded the
Maginot Line prior to September
1939. Little thought had been giv-
en to the result if the line were
broken and this possibly helped to
prolong the war because after
Dunkirk much effort had to be
diverted to re-equip the British
Army instead of being used to
build strategic bombers. We in
Canada, rely on the RAF and
USAF to carry a bomber offen-
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to think only of defense and we
must not allow ourselves to be-
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The speaker was introduced by
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son and thanked by Squadron
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Centralia CO Speaks To
Graduating Class
"I share with you, the thrill of
all who wear wings on receiving
their wings," Group Captain W.
W. Bean, OBE, CD, Commanding
Officer, RCAF Station, Centralia,
told the graduating class of Rad-
io Officers at Clinton last Friday.
With these stirring words another
class of Radio Officers emerged
from 1 Air Radio Officer School
into a Christmas atmosphere of
"Peace on Earth, Goodwill to-
ward Men."
Even Santa Claus could not
have brought more appreciated
"Christmas presents" than the
Radio Officer wings and newly
won commissions received by these
men of the RCAF. Possibly the
hapiest of all and looking forward
to Christmas at home was Pilot
Officer G. F. Taylor, St. Anne's -
On -Sea, Lancashire, England. An
immigrant of little more than a
year ago, it was shaping up for
him` as a wonderful place, this
Canada of ours and a wonderful
Christmas as well. With high
hopes of flying home to England to
spend Christmas with his parents,
he was all aglow with enthusiasm
and goodwill.
Others receiving Radio Officer
wings were P/0 M. , Kotchan,
Simcoe, Ont.; P/O D. B. McCosk-
ery, Toronto; P/O F. Muchnik,
Toronto; P/O R. Williamson, Hal-
ifax; P/0 J. H. Malcolm, Edmon-
ton; P/O J. A. Pollock, Noranda,
P.Q.; P/O J. A. Hanusiak, Monc-
ton, N.B.; P/O D. L. McDonald,
Melville, Sask.; and P/O E. J.
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l was travelling not long ago with a
National Hockey League team, and the boys,
on their way back home after a hard game,
were having breakfast in the diner,
One player had ordered a fulls double cut
of ham, Which is quite a lot of ham, a few
poached eggs, and coffee, this being preceded
by orange juice and cereal, and the other
boys were twitting him on what they seemed to .think was a
prodigious appetite.
They should have seen the late Harry Mummery tuck in
the provender. That was something to talk about. Harry
was a big fellow, weighing about 265 pounds when in con-
dition, a great chunk of man, who played for the Quebec
Bulldogs when they were Stanley Cup winners, later with
Canadiens and Hamilton.
When he reported to Canadiens his first season with that
club, he brought along his meal tabs from the diner, en route.
The club in those days paid for such meals. He handed the
bulky packet over to the late George Kennedy, who then
owned the Montreal club; for inspection., George went through
the list carefully, then cocked a rather quizzical eye at
Mummery and enquired: "Do you keep cats?"
"Why no," said the surprised Mummery. "I don't own
a cat."
"Then" thundered Kennedy, "who drank all this cream?"
"Why, I did" answered Mummery. "I always drink a pint
of cream after each meal. It's an antidote for ulcers. Besides,
I like cream."
I was walking from the old Westmount rink with Mum-
mery after a game one night. "Would you like a steak?" he
asked. "It would be only a light snack for two" he added
apologetically, "for the steak weighs only five pounds."
I asked him where he could get such a steak. "At my
boarding-house" said Harry. "I buy it in the afternoon. After
the game, I take it to the basement, wash off the coal shovel,
cook the steak in the furnace and wash it down with a pint
of cream."
Not wishing to deprive a hard-working and hungry athlete
of his victuals, I declined the invitation. Not long ago, Frank
Boucher of Rangers told me that on a trip west, they had met
Harry Munimery at a railroad station. He was a railway
engineer. "Come up to the locomotive" he invited Boucher,
"and I'll cook you the finest steak you ever ate over the coals,
on a shovel. It's a 5 -pounder, but I have two of them, so we
can both eat."
Harry Mummery was the one-man power play in his day.
He could skate with more speed than you expected of such a
giant. When he got the puck, he would wheel off down the
ice, brushing aside all checkers with his great bulk. When he
got about 30 feet out, he would throw a cannonading shot at
the gooier. If it went in the net, well and good. But he kept
right on going goalwards in his own powerful fashion, and if
the , puck flounced out, Mummery would be right on it, and
slam another block -busting shot. He scored quite, a number
of goals that Way. And also he knocked many a set of goal -
nets right out of their foundations in the process, as he
crashed through.
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