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Fore some unknown reason I
couldn't fly worth a darn tonight.

Wednesday Aug 14th '18.

Len. Wood a Phi Kap from Virginia
vreed in a "fifteen" yesterday afternoon
in trying to stretch out his glide with
a dead prop. The funeral is this afternoon.

I got a notice from the office that
I have lost 5 demerits and am
confined to camp for seven days
and have to sign the book 7, 8, and 9 P.M.
every night and on Saturdays and
Sundays 2 and 4 P.M. in addition.
This is the result of Grub and I
missing an examination in the
C.C. Gear Sunday morning.

Friday Aug. 16, '18.

Today has been a hard one for
loosing men. Another man took off
into Smyth as he was sitting in his
machine on the ground and the
propeller chopped him to pieces.
Woodward got it in a fall, and
Sutton dove through the smoke
of a railroad engine and hit
a stone wall. Poor Smyth was
a dandy fellow. We chumed together
in Tours quite a bit. It is hard