This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1918 edition. Excerpt: ... CHAPTER X BOMBING AND PHOTOGRAPHY "The following bombing will be carried out by No.--Squadron at night (10 P.m., 12 midnight, and 2 A.m.). At each of these times three machines will bomb respectively P, 0, H." Thus the Operation Orders one evening in France. Quite ordinary orders too, for bombing is carried out day and night incessantly--by day with the object of damaging material, by night chiefly to annoy the Hun and have a bad effect on his moral. Bombing by night is usually carried out on towns and villages known to be resting-places of the German troops, and it is part of the work of the R.F.C. to see that the Hun never rests. Fritz after a hard spell in the trenches is withdrawn to some shell-torn village behind his lines to rest. He enters the ruined house that forms his billet, and with a sigh of contentment at reaching such luxury after the miseries of trench life prepares to sleep in peace--a peace undisturbed by raiding Britons or well-placed mines. He dreams of home, fair-haired buxom damsels, wiirst and sauerkraut, and then out of the night comes the terror of the air. A bomb falls in his billet, exploding with a terrific report, and doing damage to the already ruined walls. Possibly a few of his comrades are wounded or killed. Other explosions take place close by, and the whole village becomes a mass of roaring Germans. Then the explosions cease, the noise of engines grows fainter, and all becomes quiet, but Fritz does not sleep again. His nerves are jangled, all possibility of sleep is gone, and he momentarily expects to hear more explosions, heralding the arrival of yet another bombing squadron. Next day he is in a worse condition than after a night in the trenches, and this continues night after night until the period of...