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Of course from my training I know but little about U.S. Army drills and regulations. I received no instructions in regard to rules and in this respect the Canadian-trained aviators are not up to the States-trained, unless they happened to be training-camp men who joined us after a thorough course in what I myself lack. So fate had to have it that, with such perfect weather, and a band and adjutant needing to practice, [[strikeout]] that [[/strikeout]] the guard mount should be formal. And it [[underlined]] was [[/underlined]] formal in all its glory, and during the hey-day my temperature rose feelingly over the prevailing stand of the mercury. Lord knows how I figured as a good little autocratic dummy, but after the adj had looked us over, and "sounded off" and passed us in review, I know I breathed many sighs of relief. Then began the 24 hour vigil at the main guard house. Prisoners to [[strikeout]] [[??]] [[/strikeout]] look after, reliefs to inspect, after midnight rounds, an hour or two of sleep here and there around the clock. The camp is immense in its area and to