Word: sirs
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Chief. Concerned with the production of both men and machines, Air Chief Marshal Sir Cyril Louis Norton Newall was last week one of the hardest working men in Europe. From nine o'clock sharp until dusk each day he conferred with Sir Kingsley Wood, with air counsellors, plane manufacturers, training experts. Most nights he did not get home for dinner, some nights did not get there to sleep...
...Sir Cyril is the only British high-ranking officer today who has the Albert Medal 1st Class, usually associated with peacetime heroism. One day in 1916 fire broke out in an R.F.C. bomb store containing 2,000 high-explosive bombs. The key could not be found. Cyril Newall and a mechanic climbed on the roof and played a hose through a hole burned by the flames. Newall then led three others into the building, and together they put out the fire...
Last June Sir Cyril wrote a pregnant sentence which in all candor he would probably admit is the real reason for Great Britain's fighting Germany: "Our responsibility is the defense of a great Empire." Britain does not want to attack; she wants to defend. But if the issue is joined, she must attack or lose, because aerial warfare cannot be won on the defensive. That Sir Cyril and his associates fully realize this is indicated by the nature of the Force they have built...
...last week the contemporary song hits most widely sung by British troops were far from martial. Besides Heigh-ho, Heigh-ho (TIME, Sept. 25) they were: 1) the Beer Barrel Polka; 2) Little Sir Echo, current U. S. hit, a favorite song of U. S. Campfire Girls; 3) South of the Border, with its nostalgic refrain...
...soft, indeed, were the tones of the British Army's crooning that they caused audible snorts in the letters-to-the-editor columns of Britain's press. These by-Gad-sirs huffed that U. S. jazz and crooners had sapped the grand traditions of martial music. Said they: "The whole difference [between 1914 and now] is that then we called men 'lads' and now we call lads 'men.' . . . Little Sir Echo is in waltz time, and no army ever waltzed its way to victory...