Amy Johnson Scholarship

Auckland Star, Volume LXXII, Issue 181, 2 August 1941, Page 15

Amy Johnson Scholarship

London Correspondent

JJONATIONS towards the Amy Johnson memorial scholarship in aviation for women are coming in quite satisfactorily. Interest in the memorial has been stimulated by the fact that when funds were raised to commemorate Miss Johson'e flight to Australia she advocated the use of the money to found Amy Johnson scholarship in aviation at University College, Hull, and contributed a large sum to make this possible. Much of the "lone airwoman's" time was spent in conscientiously replying to hundreds of people, mostly women, who wrote to her for advice about flying careers, and she continually tried to advance the standing of women in professions generally and in aviation in particular. The Women's Engineering Society launched the memorial scheme and until war is over funds will be invested in national bonds. Bast of Hitler A friend who has taken over a new flat after the usual bombing experience is in a quandary. The flat had been vacant for some time and had previously been tenanted by Ger-

mans. They left in somewhat of a' hurry, leaving their furniture and' penates behind them. In due course these came under the hammer to pay for arrears of rent. But my friend found one "lot" had been left behind. When put up to auction there was no bid but only derisive laughter. It is a bronze bust of Adolf Hitler, all complete with toothbrush moustache. No one will take it away, but it should be suitable for converting into munitions of war. My friend is rather sweet on the idea of bombing Hitler in Berlin with his own bust. Delivering the Goods No war time work comes amiss to modern girls. Besides doing duty on bus and station platforms, cleaning windows, sweeping chimneys, collecting salvage and doing a dozen other jobs once belonging to men, they are to drive post office vans. Until the week-end, however, I have not seen one acting as "delivery boy" on a large trade van. The girl was hanging on to a rope at the back signalling traffic with as much unconcern as any youth, and when the vehicle stopped she jumped down and proceeded to unload before the driver had time to climb from his seat.