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Driscoll, James R. [pseud.]

"The Brighton Boys with the Flying Corps"


"Then up came the major. He was a captain then. He was going to get
into his seat when the boss-man said to him: 'I suggest that you wait
until he has done a round or so alone.'"
"The little captain snorted at this, but the boss evidently thought
it best, so up I went, alone.
"I did well enough, and after feeling the machine thoroughly, came
down, making a fine landing. But fate was out with her ax that
morning. No one had said a word to me about a ditch that had been
dug on the left side of the field, and, of course, I had to find it.
When I saw it, no time was left to avoid it, so in I went. Over
toppled the poor plane, and smash went my under-works. In fact, I
came out of my seat rather quickly, but wasn't really hurt. The
boss chap was a bit mad, but the little captain man just laughed.
"Good thing I waited till he had had his little fun," he chuckled.
"now we can off and do our work, I suppose."
"I thought he was joking, but he wasn't. He did not mind my smash a
bit.


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