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Connor, Ralph, Pseudonym, 1860-1937

"The Sky Pilot in No Man's Land"

"I know the chap
well. Went to school and college with him."
"Then," said the major, "you had better hurry up and attach yourself to
one of the transports going in. You will barely be in time."
"Thank you, sir," said Cameron, and left the room.
Barry went out with him. "Who is it, Cameron?" he said. "Do I know him?"
"I don't know, sir, whether you do or not. It's young McPherson of
Edmonton, an awfully decent chap, and my very best friend."
"May I go up with you, Duncan? I know Colonel Tait and Captain Gregg,
who are at the Mill, I understand."
"I would be awfully glad if you would, but I hardly liked to ask you. It
hasn't the reputation of being a very healthy place, I hear."
"All right, Cameron. I'm going up," said Barry.
Upon enquiry they found that they were too late for the transports, and
again the question arose as to whether, in view of the major's order,
they should make the attempt by themselves.
"It was not really an order, I think, sir," said Cameron. "It was more
in the way of a suggestion.


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