A certain long range German gun had been doing a tremendous lot of damage and it was entrusted to the young airmen to locate this gun and put it out of service. It was a perilous job and one requiring an abundance of nerve. A story which will be followed with breathless interest by all.
t last he grew faint from loss of blood, and then the stream welled out. With rest and care he will be all right in a few days."
"How soon could we talk with him?" asked Tom.
"Talk with him?" asked the surgeon. "Is that necessary? He is doing very well, and--"
"Tom means ask him some questions," explained Jack. "You see, he started to tell us about our chum, Harry Leroy, who was out scouting with him. Harry was shot down, so Du Boise said, but he didn't get a chance to give any particulars, and we thought--"
"It will be a day or so before he will be able to talk to you," the surgeon said. "He is very weak, and must not be disturbed."
"Well, may we talk with him just as soon as possible?" eagerly asked Jack. "We want to find out where it was that Harry went down in his machine--out of control very likely--and if we get a chance--"
"We'd like to take it out on those that shot him down!" interrupted Torn. "Du Boise must have noticed the machines that fought him and Harry