Aeronautics, Military -- France; World War, 1914-1918 -- Aerial operations; World War, 1914-1918 -- Personal narratives
It is strange how easily you become accustomed to being at the front.
At first you sense your proximity to the vast military operations that
are in progress, but after a while the newness wears off. One day passes
like another without special notice, although daily something out of the
ordinary is occurring somewhere along the western front. These
experiences, however, generally fall to the lot of the
fighting-machines. We of the artillery and photography sections share
only the dangers. It is all in the day’s work.
I remember one curious incident that occurred while I was in the Verdun
sector. Victor Chapman, who was doing combat work with the American
Escadrille after a brush with four German aeroplanes, was forced to
descend to our field. Not only had he received a bad scalp-wound from a
bullet but his machine had been riddled and nearly wrecked. One bullet
had even severed a metal stability control. By all the rules of
aviation he should have lost control of his aeroplane and met with a
fatal accident. But Chapman was an expert pilot. He simply held on to
the broken rod with one hand, while with the other he steered his
machine. This needed all the strength at his command, but he had the
power and the skill necessary to bring him safely to earth. A surgeon
immediately dressed his wound, our mechanics repaired his machine. The
repairs completed, he was off and up again in pursuit of some more
Boches. I must say that every one considered him a remarkable pilot.
He was absolutely fearless, and always willing and able to fly more than
was ever required of him. His machine was a sieve of patched-up
bullet-holes. A few days later came his last fight. He was carrying
two bags of oranges to Clyde Balsley, who lay wounded in a hospital not
far away. There was an aerial combat against odds within the German
lines, and Chapman lost no time in going to the aid of his hard-pressed
comrades. He brought down one of the enemy airmen, but the others were
still too numerous, and the fight then was only a matter of seconds. He
was last seen falling behind the German lines.
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