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...obvious that tank production was far behind necessities-and the Army looked around for a new Master General of Ordnance. "An obvious choice," says Liddell Hart, was Giffard Le Quesne Martel. This brilliant young man helped develop tanks in 1916. In November of that year he wrote a paper suggesting an entire Army of fighting vehicles. Later, he built the first one-man tank in his own garage. Known by his staff as Q, by his friends as "Slosher," he was, as all insiders knew, the man to produce tanks. But Martel was only a colonel, and when...
Liddell Hart ends "Wasted Brains" with this terse thought: "It is not too late." Last week-very late, but perhaps not too late-the War Office announced the creation of a new post: Commander of the Royal Armored Corps. Named to fill it was Major General Giffard Le Quesne Martel...
...drums do a sweet job besides furnishing the "flash" solos that any band needs these days to satisfy the customers. Stewie McKay, who used to dish out hot tenor, also occasional oinks on the bassoon for Red Norvo, is dispensing for Donahue, as are Sal Pace (alto), Johhny Martel (former Goodman trumpet man), and Miff Sims (trombone), all of whom are good. Paula Kelly and Phil Brito do the vocals, both being personable and good; the former has always been one of my favorite pop tune singers...
...specialist in the science of caves. He has been fascinated by caverns, abysses and underground rivers since, in his youth, he first avidly read Jules Verne's Voyage to the Centre of the Earth. He studied under the French archeologists Cartailhac and Bergouen, under Explorer-Geologist Edouard-Alfred Martel. When he was iS, the War broke out and he went to the trenches. The life of a soldier, he says, made him physically tough and inured him to hardship...
Vacationing in France, Count Damien de Martel, High Commissioner for Syria, heard the news, shrugged his shoulders philosophically, prepared to return to his nerve-racking...