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Connor, Ralph, Pseudonym, 1860-1937

"The Sky Pilot in No Man's Land"

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The boat being clear and the loads made up, Duff approached the
Commanding Officer.
"All ready, sir," he announced. "Shall we move off? I should like to get
a start. The roads will be almost impassable, I'm afraid."
"Do you know the route?" asked the Commanding Officer.
"Yes, sir, I have it here."
"All right, go ahead, Duff. A mighty good piece of work you have done
there."
"Thank you, sir," said Duff, saluting and turning away.
"Move off, there," he shouted to the leading team.
The driver started the team but they slipped, plunged and fell heavily.
Duff was at their heads before any other man could move.
"Get hold here, men," he yelled. "Take hold of that horse. What are
you afraid of?" he cried to a groom who was gingerly approaching the
struggling animal. "Now then, all together!"
When he had the team on their feet again, he said to the grooms standing
at their heads, "Jump up on the horses' backs; that will help the them
to hold their footing."
There was some slight hesitation on the part of the grooms.


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