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 would not have lost his balloon and incidentally his life if they had started to bring him down at full speed before the Boche was upon him.

I thought, as I lay on my stretcher last night and the dull echoes of the distant "tir de barrage" in the Mont Cornillet Sector were gradually putting me to sleep, "would one year from today see France in civilian clothes again; and when twelve months had passed would No Man's Land be under cultivation once more?" I wonder if it will.