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On a recent brilliant night a Cadillac load of us went over to visit our old mates, the British, to see them take off on their nocturnal journeys. What a very interesting time it was to see the night hawks depart with their "eggs".

The place and group was the same that one I.S. Cobb, Esq., recently [[strikethrough]]??  [[/strikethrough]] told about in the Saturday Evening Post (mid June number, I believe). The title to the article was "Happy landings" and among our former brethren we experienced the same feelings that Irvin' describes in his [[strikethrough]] interr? [[/strikethrough]] inimitable way.

Being bombed is about the most awfully fearful period of waiting that man has to stand