Baxter Springs news., 1918-09-06

taneousIy. Il was an even break-two
OF theirs and two of ours. The others
apparently returned to their respective
lines.
The wound In my mouth made II I'M
possible for me TO speak, but by means
Of pencil and paper ! requested one
OF the German officers to find out for
me who the English officers were VINO
had been shot down.
A little later he returned and handed
me a photograph taken from the body
OF one OF the victims. II was picture
OF Paul Raney Of Toronto, and myself
taken together! Poor Raney! He was
the best friend ! had and one OF the
best and gamest men who ever fought
In France.
II was he, I learned long after, who,
when l was reported missing, had
checked over all my belongings ana
sent them back to England with
signed emorandum-which Is now In
nv possession. Poor fellow, he little
realized then that but a day or two
later he would be engaged In his last
heroic battle with me a helpless on
loOkeri
The same German officer who
brought me the photograph also drew
n man for me Of the exact spot where
Raney was buried In Flanders. 1
, guarded It carefully all through my
subsequent adventures and finally
turned II over to his father and mother
when visited them In Toronto to per-
form the hardest and saddest duty l
have ever been called upon to execute
to confirm to them In person the
tIdlngs of poor Pauls death.
The other British pilot who fell was
also from my squadron and q man
knew well-LIeutenan Keith OF Aus
tralia. l had given him picture Oi
myself only few hours before start
ed on my own disastrous flight. he
was one OF the star pilots Of our squad
ron and had been in many desperate
buttle before, but this time the odds
were too great for him. He put up .
wonderful fight and he gave as much
as he took.
The next two days passed without
incident and / was then taken to thu
intelligence department Of the German
flying corps, which was located abou
an hour from the hospital. There wal
kent two days, during which time the!
nut q thousand and one questions 4
me. While / was there turned owe
TO them the message had written II
the hospital and asked them to hav'
one of their flyers drop 1t on our sid
of the line.
They asked me where I would like Z
have It dropped, thinking perhaps
would give my airdrome away, Du
when smiled and shook my head, the
did not insist upon an answer.
"rn drop 1t over -" declared ont
of them, naming my airdrOme, whicl
reyealed to me that their flying corp
is as efficient as other branches OF tn
service In the matter Of obtaining Valu
able information.
And right here ! want to say that IN
more came to know Of the enemy, Tn
more keenly l realized what difflcul
task we're going to have to lick hin
In all my subsequent experiences IN
fact that there is heap Of fight lei
I'm the Huns still was thorough
brought home to me. We shall WI
the war eventually, If we don't slo'
! ND too soon, in the mistaken Idea tila
the Huns are ready to lie down.
The flying officers who questione
me were extremely anxious to lind OF
. all they could about the part Americ
is going to play in the war, but the
. evidently came to the conclusion TN
y America hadn't taken me very deep
: into her confidence, judging from u
: information they got, or failed to &c
from me.
e At any rate, they gave me up as
2 bad Job, and was ordered to the OF
!, GERS prison ut COurtrai, Belgium