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Connor, Ralph, Pseudonym, 1860-1937

"The Sky Pilot in No Man's Land"

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"But his age," inquired Barry, still in a maze of astonishment.
"Oh, that's all right. You don't want them too young. I assured the
authorities that he was of proper military age, telling them, at the
same time, that I must have him. He's a wonder, and the men just adore
him."
"I don't wonder at that," said Barry.
Together they moved over to the squad. The sergeant, observing his
officer, called his men smartly to attention, and greeted the captain
with a very snappy salute.
"Sergeant major, let me introduce you to my friend, Mr. Barry Dunbar,"
said Captain Neil with a grin.
"I say, dad," said Barry, still unable to associate his father with this
N. C. O. in uniform who stood before him. "I say, dad, where did you get
all that military stuff?"
"I'm very rusty, my boy, very rusty! I hope to brush up, though. The men
are improving, I think, sir."
"I'm sure of it," said Captain Neil. "How is that wild man from
Athabasca doing?"
"He is finding it hard work, sir, I'm afraid.


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