What Hong Kong Needed

The chiropractor never resorts to drugs or surgery; he merely tries to relieve the impinged nerve and leaves the rest to nature.--Encyclopaedia Britannica.

Last week the only U.S. citizen known to have escaped from fallen Hong Kong told how a hell-for-leather, 6 ft.-2 in. San Francisco chiropractor played hob with Japanese nerves in a last-ditch fight to postpone the Crown Colony's collapse, leaving little or nothing to nature.

F. W. Kendall, a refugee-wise consulting mining engineer from Pasadena, turned up in Chungking with a story of how Hong Kong's 1,500 American residents boldly tried to stem the Japanese onrush. His best story by far was that of Dr. S. C. Moulthan, who loaded a motorcycle sidecar with guncotton, scooted off to the water front, there blew up two large ships to block Hong Kong harbor and scuttled 30 to 40 smaller craft.

But the chiropractor was Hong Kong's hero. When last seen he was happily untangling traffic at a street intersection. Said the awed F. W. Kendall: "Hong Kong needed men like him."

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