The Bourbon news. [volume] (Paris, Ky.) 1895-19??, 1918-07-30
LIFE IS SAVED
BY HANDKERCHIEF
Aviator, Stranded in No Mans
Lant, Faces Fire of
Friend and Foe,
waved SIGNAL TO FRENCH
~ Fast Running serseant eausham
Reaches Comrades In safety-Is
Rewarded With Military Med
al by the French.

Washington.-Flight Sergeant James
II. Baugham Of Washington, who was
transferred from the Lafayette esca-
drflle to the Paris Air Defense squad
ron, has been reported prisoner In
unofficial advices to his mother, Mrs.
Mary A. Baugham. president of the
Dixie Agricultural company Of Wash
ington. Sergeant Baugham Joined the
Lafayette escadrille In 1917 when he
was eighteen years old and won the
Military medal, the highest French
honor to noncommissioned men.
The incident that earned the SER
geant the medal was described In q let
ter he wrote recently. Paying tribute
to the wonderful spirit Of his French
comrades, Sergeant Baugham said:
1--WE had been sent out to patrol
back Of the German lines and to at
tack anything enemy we saw. Having
incendiary balls In my gun, was pre-
pared to attack q German sausage
or observatory balloon. Just as I was
beginning the descent to attack. I saw
a Boche airplane going in the direction
Of our lines to do Photographic work.
put on full speed and signaled to the
other planes to follow. They evident
ly did not see my signal, for they
didn't go down with me. When I got
100 meters from the Boche I started
firing. The enemy replied by turning
loose both guns at me. must have
got him, however, with the first blast,
for when I pulled up to make another
dive he was silent.
Then something happened that
would make the coolest man on earth
cuss, and as am not one Of the best,
you can imagine that left little I'M
said. My motor stopped absolutely
dead. There was only one thing for me
to do and that was to dive, lose the
Boche and try to volplane to the
French lines. As I went past the Ger
man machine It immediately came
down and. putting some nice steel very
close to him, did all the acrobacy I
had ever learned. When had finished
I found that I had come down from
10000 to 1000 feet and there was no
Boche In sight. -%@~-js-4slearS
Alone In No Mans Land.
II then looked around for q place to
land. I saw fairly good place or to
the right and made it. then stepped
out of the machine-right on the face
Of q dead German. It took me a min
,,xo 80 roo13vo xyhok xuo q no pDopip0 opd
I awoke to the sound Of bullets whiz-
ling past my head. That didn't disturb
me much. because I was wondering
why somebody hadn't buried the Ger
man. Looking around. however, all I
could see was dead Germans. 1t sud-
denly dawned on me that was In No
Mans Land. OF all the places there
are to land In France and Germany I
had to land between the two.
"Then. I realized what q predicament
I was in and began to think up some
way to get out Of 1t. The thought came
to me that II was nearer the German
lines than to the French, had better
get rid Of those incendiary balls In my
pocket, for II the Germans catch you
with them you are shot at once. /
climbed back into my machine to the
tune of bullets and took out a load Of
over 800 cartridges, threw them on the
ground and then removed my compass
and altimeter,
The first thing struck was grave,
unfinished. with two Of the enemy in
a. r oocod v,oyooIR Hour, into ~ Hffo1
up one Of the Germans and put the
cartridges beneath him. I started
walking back to my machine. As
got near 1t the Boche lines started
their mitrailleurs and rifles at me, and
the French. unaware that was one Of
them, also opened up: had to walk
500 feet between the lines and 1t was
no joke with all that fire concentrated
In my direction. One bullet passed so
close to my face that really felt the
wind. I decided that I'd have to go to
one of the lines, enemy or friend, but
just then I heard q machine overhead.
I looked up and saw white puffs break
ing out all around 1t.
signaled With Handkerchief.
ION the way the fire got 50 hot I
had to fall face down, and I didn't
move for. ! guess, five minutes. There
being no good reason for my being
shot like dog. yanked out my hand
kerchief and waved 1t at the French
lines.
They finally got 1t, after ten min
utes Of waving, and saw a French
officer beckoning mo from q bit Of
woods. II there ever has been q faster
50yard sprint I never heard Of It. I
ran so fast that ran right into the
officer, and very nearly Knocked his re-
volver out Of his hand. I showed him
my Identification card and then started
cursing him for shooting at me. He
had been taking potshots at me out
there. He ap0logized, saying that he
could only see my head. because his
position was slightly lower than No
Mans Land.
They took me up to the divisional
general, and reported that / had seen