“Leather Stocking” Fenn Gets Deer With Writ of Mandamus Another great hunter has now loomed on the horizon eclipsing Major (then Capt.) David McConnell, the guy who shot a tiger with a .45 and chased the wounded beast across rice paddies in a Jeep. He is Col. C. C. Fenn. Strangely enough our current hero is also a judge advocate. He didn't shoot a tiger though. In fact he brought home a black buck in a large cigar box, hung the victim up in his bathroom, declared open house, leaned back in his chair and said: "Well, boys, it was this way..." According to Col. R. A. Osmun, Col. R. D. Daugherity and Maj. C. D. Cutting (in chorus), "Leather Stocking" Fenn knocked his buck down with a writ of mandamus and delivered him on a writ of habeas corpus after the buck had signified nolle prosequi. Osmun, Daugherity and Cutter each brought back a vivid case of sunburn. Affadavit by Col. Clarence Fenn, Judge Advocate: "On or about November 22 I swear and affirm that I accompanied a law-abiding company of officers and marksmen in pursuit of animal goondas of the species cervus domesticus, sex, dama, alleged to be acting in a manner threatening to the public safety, and or endangering the status quo under Section XIII, Defence of India Rules, with enhanced penalties. "On or shortly before midday I sighted one of these miscreants in the act of wantonly, willfully, and feloniously, with premeditated and malicious aforethought, destroying certain herbiage in an area adjacent to the Jumna River. "I thereupon hastily drafted charges under the 92nd, 94th, and 96th Articles of War, impaneled myself in auctoritas absentia as a general court-martial, hastily found the accused guilty as charged on all specifications and rendered findings of death by a firing squad. In the absence of review in authority I at once assumed the responsibility of carrying out the court's orders, with the result that those whom I regard as my friends will be invited to a venison dinner when, as and if the carcass is found to be edible by a Board of Medical and Sanitation officers shortly to be appointed." Given under my hand and seal this 22nd day of November, in the year of our Lord nineteen-hundred and forty-two. Signed. Attest. Great Seal. |
A bomber crew has now flown an American heavy bomber from Florida to India in just exactly
67 hrs., 25 min., elapsed time.
This eclipses the previous record established by the same crew in the same type of plane. Their former record was the "slow" speed of 98 hours elapsed time. According to Brigadier General Clayton Bissell, who made the announcement at his regular weekly press conference, the flying time of the record-breaking hop was 60 hrs. and 12 minutes. The ship was piloted by Lt. Edward Higgins with Lt. Howard S. Coryell, co-pilot; Lt. William R. Charmley, navigator; Sgt. William C. Fields, engineer and Sgt. Robert L. Rice, radio operator. In a recapitulation of offensive activities of the India Air Task Force, Bissell pointed out that American planes have conducted six recent bombing raids against objectives in Burma without one of our planes even being hit by either anti-aircraft fire or enemy planes. In one raid our bombers dropped 40 thousand pounds of bombs in the target area. Wrecked Jap planes found in the Assam area now number 15, he said, "which is in excess of the number of actuals and probables claimed by us." JUST LIKE PARIS? After Br. Hq. USFCBI had moved into its new quarters this week, Col. Frank Milani, Adjutant General of the headquarters, walked into the room marked "Officers" for the traditional purpose. He found the room full of Indian laboring women brushing their teeth and not the least bit abashed. The blushing colonel beat a hasty retreat remarking: "It's just like Paris during the last war." |
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BOXING PROCEEDS TO INDIA RELIEF Profits from a recent three-day boxing tournament held at an American air depot in India have been turned over to the Indian Family War Relief Fund, according to a report from Capt. Robert A. Wys, athletic and recreation officer, to the Hq., 10th Air Force. This charity should not be confused with the drive for funds to aid destitute Indians in the Bengal area started in the Roundup two weeks ago. According to the report, the tournament netted Rs. 2,893-12 ($875.73) all of which has been turned in to the relief fund. ![]() |
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![]() MEDICAL MOTHER GOOSE (The following ditties were clipped by Lt. Col. E. M. Rice, from medical periodicals.-Ed.) Little Miss Muffet sat on a tuffet A cute, cunning, chic Army nurse, An Army doc plied her With liquor, then tried her; But, oh, how it flattened his purse! Hi diddle, diddle, A corpulent middle, And other defects may be waived It means more physicians Can now get commissions, The Medical Corps has been saved! FOR WHAT For what are we fighting, said the small boy to his dad For what are we fighting, what is all the noise about And sadly the father, found an answer for the lad My son, we fight so you can have the right To know the truth to questions you're in doubt. For what are we fighting, cried the mother sad with fear For what are we fighting, what is all the noise about And bravely the soldier, tried to kiss away each tear My dear, we fight so we can have the right To laugh and love, to sing and dance and shout. But hasn't all this quite a familiar echo Wasn't all this spoken just a generation ago Vows were made, only to be broken Lord, what must we do to have our dreams come true. For what are we fighting, asked the people in a rage For what are we fighting, what is all the noise about And calmly the wise men, wrote the answer on a page So everyone in all the world could read We fight so we can have the right to live in peace. - Cpl. LEO LIEBMAN ![]() ![]() ![]() |
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