Happy Clydebank

On all the grimy little cottages of Clydebank, Scotland there was bunting last week. Policemen on the corners smiled right round the chin straps of their helmets. Down the cobbled street came the sharp squeal of bagpipes. Four hundred workmen, their tool bags slung over their shoulders, tramped behind the pipers and gaily sang "The Cunarder's restarting!" to the tune of "The Campbells are Coming." Through the gates of the John Brown Shipyard they went, and other workmen, busy on the 8,000-ton motorship for the New Zealand trade and several other ships, cheered them as they passed to a great hull which for two years has been all there was to show of the world's largest liner, No. 534, the 73,000-ton monster of the Cunard Line (TIME, Feb. 19, et ante).

Soon a riveting hammer began to beat, then another and another. With a great squawking and flutter hundreds of angry gulls rose from the shell that had been their home since 1932. No. 534 was under construction again with money provided by the British Government. The 400 men are just a beginning. Soon 3,800 workmen will be employed and other jobs for other thousands are still to come. Money has been definitely promised, too, for the construction of a sistership so that the merged Cunard-White Star can offer a regular weekly service from both New York and Southampton with its giants.

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