Heroic airmen and their exploitsWalters, E. Walter
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Heroic airmen and their exploits
Walters, E. Walter
Aeronautics; World War, 1914-1918 -- Aerial operations
‘Suddenly a flame flashed out from one end of the airship, and almost
at the same time she began a nose dive towards the earth, the flame
growing and spreading throughout the whole length of her immense body.
It was a wonderful, unforgettable sight. The flames lit up the sky
and land for miles and miles around with a brilliant red hue as the
million and half or so cubic feet of hydrogen were being devoured by
the hungry flames. I could read a newspaper with ease in this light,
though I was more than ten miles away. The airship took quite two
minutes dropping to earth, but during those two minutes mad, deafening
cheers rose out of the night from all sides. Hooters from works and
from vessels in the Thames and railways shrieked and whistled and
screeched, all joining in the general pandemonium of joy. Even from
a distance of five miles away I could hear the deep-throated cheers
of the Irish Guards in camp there. For a full half-hour the cheering
continued, echoing and re-echoing from all sides, and in the intervals
of the joyous shouts of half-dressed men, women, and children could be
heard the humming of an aeroplane’s uncommonly powerful engines. Again
the mysterious red light appeared: then a white light and again a red
light, and so on alternately, until the multitude realized that the
victor of a great air battle was returning, signalling the story of his
success as he made for his aerodrome head quarters, guided by friendly
searchlights. Then again such cheers rent the air as may not have ever
been heard before anywhere on earth in the blackness of a very early
September morning.’
A crowd of persons from a radius of almost twenty miles flocked hastily
to the scene of the wreckage. One records how ‘an engine, salved with
the two halves of a propeller from the wreckage, lay by the side of
a hedge. Men were measuring them with their walking-sticks and women
by the length of their umbrellas. Pieces of wood and aluminium had
been shot helter-skelter all over the field and were being gathered
up as grim yet precious treasures. A cordon, half military, half
constabulary, kept the onlookers at a distance of some twenty yards.
And all the time the flames were steadily consuming the framework of the
terror of the air.’
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