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Connor, Ralph, Pseudonym, 1860-1937

"The Sky Pilot in No Man's Land"


Not only did Duff show himself a master of organisation and control,
but in a critical moment he himself leaped into the breach, and did
the thing that balked his men. Did a heavy transport wagon jamb at the
gangway, holding up the traffic, with a spring, Duff was at the wheel.
A heave of his mighty shoulders, and the wagon went roaring down the
gangway. Did a horse, stupid with terror, from its unusual surroundings,
balk, Duff had a "twitch" on its upper lip, and before it knew what
awful thing had gripped it, the horse was lifted clear out of its
tracks, and was on its way to the dock.
Before he had cleared the ship, Duff had a circle of admirers about him,
gazing as if at a circus.
"An energetic officer you have there," said the brass hat standing
beside the colonel.
"A new man. This is his first time on the transport," replied the
colonel.
"Quite remarkable! Quite remarkable!" exclaimed the brass hat. "That
unloading must have been done in record time, and in spite of quite
unusual conditions.


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