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PAGE 10B ST. LOUIS POST-DISPATCH TUESDAY, MAY 1943, ST.LOUIS POST-DISPATCH WIFE'S CHALLENGE Pulitzer committee. "However, the honor goes equally to all those who helped, and especially to the people of HOW WE BOMBED TOKYO Lieut. McClure Tells of Experiences of Men in Some of Squadron's Other Planes and of Getting Cardinal Scores on Radio. direction of the campaign, went to Washington at Nelson's invitation to tell newspaper publishers from all over the country about the Nebraska plan.

In the October campaign Nebraska, which engaged in a con test with Kansas, outdid its previous goal and collected ahrmt ins pounds per person in the contest period. Doorly, informed of the Pulitzer award, commented "we deeply ap-preciate the honor given us by the The Post-Dispatch today presents the'Cighth installment of the first detailed eyeicitness story of the bombing of Tokyo April 18, 1942. The author is Lieut. Charles L. McClure, son of Mr.

and Mrs. Robert L. McClure, 3 Harvard avenue, University City. Having recovered from injuries received in his plane's crash in the surf on the Chinese coast, he now is an instructor at Mather Field, Sacramento, Cat. By LIEUT.

CHARLES L. M'CLURE. As Told to William Shlnnick. Copyright, 1943. DO YOUR EYES ASK FOR HELP You're part of America's Invincible Army of War workers well.

(The St. Louis Cardinals won the National League pennant and subsequently dethroned the New York Yankees as world champions.) i The greatest kick we got out of the broadcasts was the description of the Coral Sea battle. We whooped and yelled like Indians when we got the score on that one. Any time we could hear of bad fortune for the Japanese the day was a success. Home News Treasured.

Every last word of the news from home was kept and treasured in our memories. These messages and the never-failing variations of the Chinese character and means of getting things done furnished our entertainment day and night. We recalled the litter bearers: How they would gather at dawn, apparently all ready for work, and then spend nearly an hour arguing. The arguments were (1) about what wages they would get and (2) which pair had to carry me. I was the biggest and heaviest and often the carriers who got me were the smallest.

Perhaps they were not able to defend themselves. The arguments would inevitably end up with the Government man on the scene setting the pay. It was interesting after that to see the coolies march along until they smelled a town. Coming out of the hills you could smell 'em, before you could see 'em, It seems now, looking back, that the early part of our hospitaliza tion was humdrum and dull. The dullness was to be relieved soon in an unusual way.

Tomorrow: The injured flyers decide to travel on, as the Japanese advance threatens their refuge. STARTED PUBLISHER ON SCRAP DRIVE Continued From Page One. county lines to steal scrap. The World-Herald began publishing three columns a day on the drive. Before the campaign ended it went up to 10 columns.

"Now that seems like a lot of space to give any subject," Doorly told the publishers in Washington. "But to tell you the honest truth, it wasn't any World-Herald plan, but the plan of the people of Nebraska." 102 Pounds a Person. Whe the three-week campaign of July 19-Aug. 8 had ended, Nebraska had collected more than 67,000 tons of scrap or more than 102 pounds a person a supposedly unattainable amount. In September Doorly and J.

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Many of the men of the Tokyo mission are again putting in hard licks against the enemies of their country. Some of them can't. Davy Jones, who did so much to keep us informed, while. we were hospital ized, is now a prisoner of war in Germany, and Lieut. Clever, after surviving the perils of Japan and China, lost his life in a plane crash in Placid, O.

He was a good friend and a great fellow. Lieut. Donald Smith, with whom the good Lieut. White had also was killed fighting in. Europe last Bombing la no cinch at best and the percentages are immutable; some must die, but I think all of the Tokyo group who are alive would welcome another chance at the Japanese capital.

Settled down for the long stay, we found the radio a great help. From KGEI in San Francisco we got news broadcasts daily. Being from St. Louis, I kept close watch on the Cardinal baseball scores and was kidded by the other lieutenants who were from the west coast. The Cards turned out pretty I 2 dL A WEEK EV2T.

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M. I I I 1893 1943 SKETCHES OF THOSE AWARDED PULITZER PRIZES FOR 1942 Continued From Page One. editor, city editor and telegraph editor before becoming a member of the editorial writing staff 10 years ago. He was assistant editor of the editorial pages before he was named associate editor. He is married and the father of four children.

Frank Noel Frank Noel, winner of an award for his dramatic news picture of a torpedoed Indian sailor pleading for water, has been chief photographer for the Associated Press in New York since last June. The 38-year-old photographer re turned In April, 1942, from an eight-month foreign assignment which had taken him across the Pacific to Singapore. After covering the Malayan cam paign in the winter of 1941-42 and the siege of Singapore, Noel took a ship for Calcutta which carried him around the Island of Sumatra. Almost on the equator and about 270 miles west of the northwest tip of Sumatra, the ship was torpedoed ana sunK in a ntgnt attack by a Japanese submarine. It was the first reported sinking in the Indian Ocean by a Japanese submarine.

Noel was the only civilian passenger aboard and swam to one of four lifeboats which car ried survivors. His prize-winning picture was taken on his third day at sea in the lifeboat as the Lascar Indian in an adjacent boat begged for wa ter. After five days at sea Noel landed near Padang, Sumatra, and shortly afterward took a plane to Calcutta. A native of Dalhart, Noel joined the Associated Press in January, 1937, after camera and news experience on the Kansas City Star, Oklahoma City News and the Wichita Eagle. He had attended the University of Illinois earlier and later was an instructor in aerial photography at Chanute Field, Rantoul, 111.

Thereafter, Noel worked as a free-lance photographer for almost three years in Mexico and Central America. During more than six years with the Associated Press, he has worked as staff photographer in Buffalo, Albany. Miami, Atlanta and New York. In 1939 he covened the American visit of King George and Queen Elizabeth from their landing In Quebec throughout the transcontinental trip to their sailing from Halifax. Jay Norwood (Ding) Darling Winning of the 1942 Pulitzer Prize award "for a distinguished example of a cartoonist's work" was the second such honor for Jay Norwood Darling, the New York Herald Tribune's cartoonist famed as "Ding." He first won a Pulitzer prize for his cartoon in the New York Tribune entitled "In the Good Old U.

which depicted the opportunities offered to youth in this country. His winning 1942 cartoon, en titled "What a Place for a Waste Paper Salvage Campaign," was published in the Herald Tribune on Sept. 13, 1942. Darling began his newspaper ca reer as a reporter for the Sioux City (la.) Tribune in 1899, and two years later was the cartoonist of the Sioux City Journal. Intensely interested in the preservation of the wildlife of the United States, he was chief of the Biological Sur vey of the Department of Agricul ture from 1934 to 1935, and later he became honorary president of the National Wildlife Federation.

His pen, which can be caustic, blunt or humorous, was in good form for his second Pulitzer prize cartoon. The mountains of paper depicted in the drawing had such labels as "10 million kinds of mimeographed bulletins to 30,000 agencies changed daily," "special commission reports in "reports in triplicate" and "spe cial investigation reports in trip licate." William Schumann "Secular Cantata No. 2, A Free Song," which won for William Schumann the first Pulitzer prize award for "a distinguished musi-l cal composition in the larger forms of chamber, orchestral or choral music, or for any operatic work, including ballet," was performed by the Boston Symphony Orchestra. A lecturer and writer, Schumann is 32 years old. He was born in New York City and attended pub- lie school there and Columbia University.

He studied with Max Persin, Charles Haubiel and Roy! Harris. He has written several symphonies, choral works and shorter pieces. In 1939-40 and 1940-41 he won Guggenheim fellowships, and in 1942 he received the first annual award of the New York Music Critics' Circle for his third symphony. He won a grant of $1000 from the National Institute of Arts and Letters last month. He is a member of the arts faculty of Sarah Lawrence College, Bronxville, N.

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HV-222 and 7 at all drug counters. Battle-Worn, Weary, Yanks in Africa Push On Men Appallingly Tired, Dirty, Each Grim Step an Effort. By ERNIE PYLE A Special Correspondent of the Post-Dispatch. IN THE FRONT LINES BEFORE MATEUR (by wireless). WE'RE now with an infantry outfit that has battle ceaselessly for four days and nights.

This northern warfare has been In the mountains. You don't ride much any more. It is walking and climbing and crawling country. The mountains aren't big, but they are constant. They are largely treeless.

They are easy to defend and bitter to take. But we are taking them. The Germans lie on the back slope of every ridge, deeply dug into fox holes. In front of them, the fields and pastures, are thousands of hidden mines. The forward slopes are left open, untenanted, and If the Americans tried to scale these they would be murdered wholesale in machine-gun crossfire plus mortars and grenades.

Consequently we don't do It that way. We have fallen back to the old warfare of first pulverizing the enemy with artillery, then sweeping around the ends of the hill with Infantry and taking them from the sides and behind. Artillery Effective. I 'VE written before how the big guns crack and roar almost constantly day and night. They lay a screen ahead of our troops.

By magnificent shooting they drop shells on the back slopes. By means of shells timed to burst a few feet above the ground, they get the Germans even In their fox holes. Our troops have found that the Germans dig fox holes down and then under, trying to get cover from the shell bursts that shower death from above. Our artillery has really been sensational. For once we have enough of something and at the right time.

Officers tell me they actually have more guns than they know what to do with. All the guns In any one sector can be centered to shoot at one spot. And when we lay the whole business on a German hill the whole slope seems to erupt. It becomes an unbelievable cauldron of fire and smoke and dirt Veteran German soldiers say they have never been through anything like it. Weary, Determined Men.

NOW to the infantry. I love the infantry because they are the underdogs. They are the mud-rain-frost-and-wind boys. They have no comforts. And in the end they are the guys that wars can't be won without.

I wish you could see just one of the ineradicable pictures I have in my mind today. In this particular picture I am sitting among clumps of sword-grass on a steep and rocky hillside that we have just taken. We are looking out over a vast rolling country to the rear. A narrow path comes like a ribbon over a hill miles away, down a long slope, across a creek, up a slope and over another hill. All along this ribbon there Is now a thin line of men.

For four days and nights they have fought hard, eaten little, washed none, and slept hardly at all. Their nights have been Solent with attack, fright, butchery, and their days sleepless and miserable with the crash of artillery. The men are walking. They are SO feet apart, lor dispersal. Their walk is slow, for they are dead weary, as you can tell even when looking at them from behind.

Every line and sag of their bodies speaks their exhaustion. On their shoulders and backs they carry heavy steel tripods, machine-gun barrels, leaden boxes of Their feet seem to sink into the ground from the overload they are bearing. They don't slouch. It is the terrible deliberation of each step that spells their appalling tiredness. Their faces are black and unshaven.

They are young men, but the grime and whiskers and exhaustion make them look middle-aged. In their eyes as they pass is not hatred, not excitement, not despair, not the tonic of their victorythere is just the simple expression of being here as though thev had been here doing this forever, and nothing else. The line moves on, but It never ends. All afternoon men keep coming round the hill and vanishing eventually over the horizon. It is one long tired line of antlike men There Is an agony in your heart and you almost feel ashamed to look at them.

They are just guys from Broadway and Main street, but you wouldn't remember them. They are too far away now. They are too tired. Their world can never be known to you, but If you could see them just once, Just for an instant, you would know that no matter how hard people work back home they are not keeping pace with these infantrymen in Tunisia. Dr.

Fiske Wood, Anatomist, Dies, MOUNTAINSIDE. N. May 4 (AP). Dr. Fiske Wood, who taught anatomy at the Columbia University College of Physicians and Surgeons, died Sunday at his home of a heart ailment.

He was 66 years old. of the crew of the Ruptured which we had bombed Tokyo almost immediately in touch had reached our hospital refuge. Capt. David Jones (now a major) communicated with us from a nearby town. He hp.d scaped without hurt.

He had the accurate count on the planes and knew what happened to all of them but two. Before we left he had only one to report unaccounted for the one that was interned in Russia. He wanted us taken away from the hospital long before we went. but Doc White (navy surgeon) wouldn't hear to moving Ted Law-son (pilot of McClure's plane) until his leg was better, and it had been decided we should stiok together until he could travel with some assurance of safety. From Capt.

Jones and Doc White we learned the adventures of the other crews that survived were about as dramatic and dangerous as our own, except that most of them had only minor injuries or none at all. Some of the details reached us there in the hospital; others came to us later, and it was invariably a thrill to hear that some comrade was safe. Planes piloted by Lieut. Dean Hallmark, a Texan, and Lieut. Wil liam Forrow, a South Carolinian, went down in Japanese-held ter ritory, and were tfelieved to have been captured.

These pilots were among the best in the bombing group. Luck just didn break their way. A Narrow Escape. Lieut, (now Capt.) Charles J. Ozuk of Chicago, navigator, bailed out of one of the planes in rugged country.

His parachute caught in a tree and he was smashed against the face of a cliff. He suffered a leg injury and was so weak that he had to stay there all night. With a crutcn ana tne neip or. tne na tives he got to a safe place. Corp.

Leland D. Faktor, in the same crew as Lieut. Ozuk, was killed, although his parachute opened. He was the only one known to have lost his life in a smashup or parachute Jump. Sergt.

Waldo J. Bither of Louisiana had a narrow escape from death when he leaped from a bomber piloted by a Texan, Lieut. Thad H. Blanton. It seems that when he landed it was completely dark and he had no idea what direction he should go.

So he sat down, smoked a cigarette, and flipped away the butt. He must have had quite a shock when he saw the glowing butt fall hundreds of feet. I understand that after that he attempted no movement in the dark. Sign Language Used. From another plane leaped Lieut.

Jack E. Manch, a Virginian, who landed safely and wrapped his chute around him to keep off the rain. He started with several pistols, but lost all but one on the way down. The story is that Manch met a Chinese who showed him a small Japanese flag, a British emblem, and a picture of President Roosevelt. By expressing horror at the Japanese flag and shaking his head at the British insignia, while smiling at the picture, he established his identity.

Later guerrillas helped him along. The plane that reached Russia, and the only one not smashed up, was commanded by Capt. Edward J. York. He and his crew were, of course, interned.

I never knew what had become of the Rupture4 Duck after we left. When we left, it was lying in the sea, bottom up, and Corp. Thatcher was unable to break into it. Wre did see some souvenir bits of wreckage in Chinese hands; that was all. There have been re ADVERTISEMENT Keep Perspiring Feet Comfortable Excessive perspiration often makes your feet uncomfortable socks or storkings damp, as well as causing disagreeable foot odors.

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