The Birmingham age-herald., 1918-07-28

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 torn wells from the sky. they have con- | quered horizons But gone from the air as gone from the sea- is that king | liness, that majestic power of the mon arch of all that is surveyed, the pride of the solitary and the foreloper for l like the sea the air has become popu- lous
 They have their frontiers, their quiet harbors. their waste places. their home | countries and their unexplored vast | territories. Their book of adventures l is great in pages and in deeds, ali though the new world is still very new. l They have a language of their own,
 mysterious with references to clouds
 and mists. and they are of the distin l gu1shed company which sees the rain bow hanging magnificent completed ! circle about them, like the colored hooii
 in the hands of the clown. and they
 accept the challenge though they can
 not leap through it
 RARE LAZY DAYS 1 Quick and clean is the way in the | air. Friends and enemies to help and
 be helped. to attack and to shatter. l There is no rest Sometimes you may hear an aviator speaking of a lazy day of sitting" on the line but all he means is that the sunlit cloudless hours
 have elapsed without his bein gin bat. 1 tie with the enemy, one day withou. | danger of his life or an opportunity Of ridding the air of another black cross. Such days are the rarest The time has not yet come, although our men are helping the British and l French advance it, when the German
 aviator will be rare and hunted
 thing. speaking along the front. spy
 ing out our defenses for minute anG i tleeing. At every aviation base where l have spent even a few hours, I have found men returning from encounters
 and going up to attack approachinc
 enemies. Every American aviator in
 battle service sees the enemy every day, although many times he sees oniy 1 his fleeing tail
 The new world is peopled chiefly with allied planes and observation balloons. Man also provides the great smoke rings when shrapnel bursts and nature gives the endlessly varying clouds, the rain and the rainbow Half the life in the 1 new world is taken up with finding out whether the stranger is friend or foe They appear sometimes as specks in the | neutral distancel sometimes they fall | up you from great heights or zoom up 1 from beneath: sometimes they come in threes and dozens and sometimes you 1 fly over them. friend and foe alike. iov- ously knowing they are helpless beneath I heard one of our aviators say once: 1 'I was on my way over when I no- ticed someone peasing on me For moment I thought 1t was a Boche but then l recognized from the way he was 1 handling his machine that it was Major | Lufbery. and 1 sure did feel relieved"
 Yes, Major Lufbery replied. laugh | ing and insinuatingly mildly, "and I knew it was you from the way you were handling your machine. Where do yol think you would be now if I had been l a Roche?"
 And then Lufbery. in that quiet, gen tie way which characterized him as no other men, would tell the new fler what he should have done. and what he did well. Every man of every squadron ever visited by Lufberv at sometime or other got such a friendly talk and there was linealeulable profit in it.
 bufbery. like many another great f1er, had personality in flying and even the novice soon learned his methods and tried to initiate them. Today, many of our men can tell, hundreds of metres away. the style of a German as con- trasted to an allied aviator, and they do not wait to see the insignia before at tacking or exchanging their own peculiar signals of greetings.
 Archie is not now the despised visitor | to the upper regions to whom a British aviator gave name from the popular
 
 l19i4, "Achibald, certainly not" In the lrear Archie has saved Paris and London many time, and here at the front he drives the photographic and artillery regulating machines-"re "reglage,'' as our men call them-high into the air
 Lieutenant Campbell, the California ace who shared honors with Lieutenant winsiow. the ChicnEoan, in bringing down the first two German avions in the history Of the American air service, as distinguished from the French had had | many meetings with Archie. I heard him tell one day of a particularly warm |reception.
 you know that little hill beyond lBunkville. where there are a couple of iBoches who like shooting he began.
 You bet we know them. ought to
 be bombed Oh. I know them, I do, and so does my tin Lizzie This and similar responses.
 HIDING IN A CLOUD
 "I was looking around Germany, that direction this morning" Campbell continued, when I saw a nice big
 sausage all alone--or at least I thought it was alone. I made for it. when. i what do you think? Down fleps an l Albatross out of a cloud. We'll I let | the sausage go minute, and chased 1 the Albatross. He flew away and then | went after the sausage again. Tie l l jumped, and I saw his parachute open up The sausage looked like easy meat 1 to me- when along came Albatross l again, We had a little scrap, but he ran away. Meanwhile they were haul 1 ing down the sausage. While Alba l tross was worrying me, the sausage l was going down. and the Archies tried to get me when Albatross was not around. So made believe I was tired | of the game, which I was. and started 1 away. When I got to cloud, I climbed 1 to 55, and came back. Sausage was back, too, and over him was Alba l tross. I peaked on him. and gave him l a burst from vickers. Overheard | jumped the sausage boy and down
 came sausage. but A1batross stayed on. l kept peaking on him and then hit | him. He went into vrille and I think | he never came out of 1t.
 1 "Then Archie got me. The only l way I can describe it--it was like shooting the rapids in canoe or ao- | ing through a typhoon in a tramp 1 sions beneath that my bus rolled around like crazy drunk. That was high explosive. Then Archie tried I shrapnel. They chased me and tried 1 to hem me in. One piece went through my right wing, bottom and top and
 tore hole about as big as my fist | they've got it repaired now. This was
 followed by the black Archie with an | explosion that the noise of my motor 1 could not dull. and it threw me over on end. I made the complete renverse- xaREed minute to get them off my trail. and although they followed me with puffs which could not hear but I saw plainly, I got out Now I'm so-