Another special constable writes: ‘The sky was so clear that the action was apparently fought without the aid of searchlights. The gunfire was continuous, deep and heavy. It in fact became so continuous that sense of excitement faded away, and the people in the streets chatted about home affairs without very much heed of what was going on to the east. But air engagements have the quality of speed. Suddenly we were in the great first act. A cry, a shout, a rush, and all eyes were fixed on the eastern sky. An airship was seen for one moment ‘riding at anchor,’ as it were, on level keel, and then it glowed and slowly turned and came quietly down the eastern side a cigar-shaped, red, incandescent mass. The fall seemed much slower than that of September 3, but the distance was much greater, and refraction of the horizon distorted the image. The fall seemed appallingly slow, and towards the end, as it reached the skyline, the ruined airship hung and glowed for many seconds. Then the great shout broke out, the cheering ran across London and must have been heard on the outer hills and down the expectant Thames.’ Then followed the eager rush of thousands of persons toward the scene. A correspondent of the _Times_ has told how the wreckage lay athwart a hedge with its lattice framework impaled on an oak-tree, looking like the skeleton of some huge primaeval monster. ‘She had not fallen like the ship which fell at Cuffley Wood. That one crumpled and telescoped until it occupied a space little more than 30 yards square. This lay with her nose crumpled and bent out of shape, but the framework of girders and lattice was strong enough to hold together. All this twisted mass of metal fell its length on the ground. As she lay it did not seem that the fabric was burnt off the gaunt ribs until one noticed pieces of molten aluminium and brass in the débris. ‘One realized the cost of such a craft looking even at the wreck. Lying on the ground was a red leather cushion. This covered the seat of the engineman, and the ghastly evidences still to be seen showed that he died at his post. One at least of the petrol tanks had burst in half, and the heat of the burning spirit had melted the broken edges until they looked like some fine fretted lace. The airship was built of aluminium girders, and some of the parts were almost massive, although, of course, comparatively light. There were the remains of an air mattress and a blanket, perhaps the bed for one of the night shift when off duty. ‘Curious evidences of the crew’s breakfast still remained. There were slices of bacon and hunks of brown greasy Kriegsbrod with delicately sliced potatoes. Even with the subsequent unanticipated cooking the breakfast was not done, so presumably the crew intended to have their meal when they got clear of the coast.