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I felt that I was getting along famously. At 5 p.m. Major Bourne (a major transferred from the English service, 25 yrs old) was told by Capt. Campbell that I was ready to go up by myself. Major said to wait till he went up to see how "bumpy" it was so after he had reported back I was to make a final flight around the 'drome (with Capt. Campbell in the ^[[more]] dangerous front seat as my passenger). We chose our machine and I made a poor takeoff, caused I supposed because the whole squadron was watching me at the hangar. The captain seemed right at home for he left entire control to me and contented himself with patting a tune on the cowling of the fuselage. I made a couple of pretty