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Connor, Ralph, Pseudonym, 1860-1937

"The Sky Pilot in No Man's Land"

He has stood for the right thing among us, and has materially
helped in the discipline and efficiency of this battalion. Gentlemen,
you have your orders. Let there be no failure. Obedience is demanded,
not excuses. Gentlemen, carry on!"
Barry hurried away to his hut. The words of his colonel had lifted him
out of his despair. He had not then so desperately failed. His colonel
had found something in him to approve. And France was before him! There
was still a chance for service. The boys would need him there.

CHAPTER X
FRANCE

"France, sunny France!" The tone carried concentrated bitterness and
disgust. "One cursed fraud after another in this war."
"Cheer up!" said Barry. "There's worse to come--perhaps better. This
rain is beastly, but the clouds will pass, and the sun will shine again,
for in spite of the rain this IS 'sunny France.' There's a little homily
for you," said Barry, "and for myself as well, for I assure you this
combination of mal de mer and sleet makes one feel rotten.


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