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Connor, Ralph, Pseudonym, 1860-1937

"The Sky Pilot in No Man's Land"


"Rather," said the young man, blushing more violently, and wishing she
would change the subject. "You are going out?" he enquired.
"Yes."
"To-day?"
"Now--right away."
"Too bad," he said, his disappointment evident in his tone.
"When are you going out? But who are you, anyway?" asked the girl. "You
have to tell me that."
"My life story, so to speak?"
She nodded.
"It's very short and simple, like the annals of the poor," he replied.
"From England in infancy, on a ranch in northern Alberta for ten years,
a puny little wretch I was, terribly bothered with asthma, then"--the
boy hesitated a moment--"my mother died, father moved to Edmonton, lived
there for five years, thence to Wapiti, away northwest of Edmonton, our
present home, prepared for college by my father, university course in
Winnipeg, graduated in theology a year ago, now the missionary in charge
of Wapiti and the surrounding district."
"A preacher!" said the girl, her face and her tone showing her
disappointment only too plainly.


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