The Nenana daily news., 1918-10-31
A|RMEN WRECK STATION
 CN ENEMY SOIL

self beside the pilot in the big bombing machine. On eth slde the engines roared. The signal was given and the machine moved for ward, turned into the wind, and rushed across the grass into the night.
 It climbed swiftly in wide circles. Below could be seen the dim coun- tryside where a few scattered lights ] twinkled. Far to the right lay a winding river showing the course 1 for the first stage of the two hun dred mile journey to the German i town which formed the nights ob- i jective.
 In front of the two airmen in the cockpit glowed the phosphor- escent dials of the recording instru- ments. Soon they registered a sufficient height for the machine to turn toward the fighting line, ] up and down which great white star shells were rising, to hang suspended for few moments before fading out into darkness.
 The wing lights were switched off, the lines were crossed and friendly territory was left behind Far ahead the glare of many blast ! furnaces could be seen, and above them the long white fingers of Ger man searchlights sweeping restlessly to and fro
 ! The machine flew on steadily, however, upscathed by the fierce | barage of shells which burst thickly far below it. Soon the barrier of defense was passed, and for a long time the airmen flew over mile upon mile of enemy territory over dimly- lit towns and sleeping fields and villages They had been flying over German territory for more than two hours when they saw ahead of them on the river the lights of another ; big city. This was their objective and at once the machine swept around towards it.
 The observer, lying face down, opened the sliding door in the floor of the machine. The pilot steered the machine around by the observer's directions so that it might follow the railway, and so find surely the great railway juction that was to be the target for his bombs. Two searchlights had now sprung up, and here and there in the sky burst a few random shells.
 ! The big city, twinkling with hun dreds of carefully shaded lights, lay spread now below the observers peep-hole. The fore-and-aft bar of the bomb-sight drew near the sta tion, and touched it. The observers hand reached out to the bomb-re- lease lever at his side He pushed the lever hand over, drew it back, and pushed it over again and again. Below he could see for moment the fat cylinders spinning down towards the railway junction. He climed up beside the pilot. and told him to turn. The search lights erratically swept to and fro. with every suggestion of panic, fear or lack of skill. The airmen, sweep ing round, started on the long homeward journey.
 T The observer was looking down intently to the black triangle mass
 of the railway junction, with it's crowded sidings. A great spurt of red flame leapt up at it's edge, as the first bomb exploded. Then an
 other followed it, right in the june
 tion. Then another, and yet an
 other The fifth caused a tremend-
 ous explosion followed by binding
 white flames-acres of it. Clearly an ammunition train had been hit.
 Then the others burst, one after another, leaving the railway junc-
 tion shrouded in moonlit smoke through which the red light of a growing fire glared duly.