Charles E W Bean, Diaries, AWM38 3DRL 606/270 PART 1/1 - 1918 - 1939 - Part 3

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First World War, 1914–18
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They were the nails lying carelessly alongside. here. of a man, but not the nails of a There is reason to believe that In a flash I was over the edge of man who messed with engines. these boots had belonged to a the trench and running, head friend of mine, Jerry Nash, who They were the nails of an exquisite down, to the plane. A moment's His eyes Poor Richthofen. claimed that he had been shot were closed as if he were asleep. inspection showed me what down by Richthofen, although his I never saw them. There was wanted to find. name is not listed in the latter's Starting at the elevator, bullets only that flash of them I got published record. had ripped their way along the Nash at that time was a pris¬ through his goggles as he turnec fuselage: bullets fired from above to see where my bullets came from oner in Germany. He has always and behind. They had traveled maintained that at the Hun squad¬ before they hit him. right along to ron's headquar¬ the cockpit ters, where he There were holes was wined and in the cockpit. dined, Richthof- Blood spattered en took his the seat. There wool-lined boots was a hole in it. before he was This seat, by turned over as a the way, is now prisoner. in the Military Institute on Uni¬ )ICHTHOF. NEN, close up, versity Avenue, dead, gave me a Toronto. shock. Heseemed JKNEW then, such a small absolutely - chap. He looked no matter who like such a de¬ got or grabbed cent chap. the final credit His small feet for Richthofen seemed neat as —that my guns a woman's in their tanned top¬ had brought him down. boots. Uhlan turned to boots, perhaps. While Germany’s greatest air hero lay in state in a Berlin church, dash back to the Smart, polished, two wartime comrades—a uhlan and a flier—stood guard beside trenches. Then shining, there the bier. The wooden cross at the foot of the casket marked the I thought of a was an elegance grave in France until the exhumation. souvenir. There about them that e wasnttelet that one might take nas incongruons aadhepnuul tle of the victor about me then. away. Even the sides of the fuse¬ from the legs of the coarse flying suit I wanted a drink in the worst way lage had been hacked to pieces and His helmet had been removed With my head down, I stood while the black German crosses cut out Cairns completed his inspection. Blond hair, fine and soft like a and carried off, as well as those I could not have felt more sorry if boy’s,fell away from a broad, high on the wings. All except one. And this had been the dead body of my brow. His face, peculiarly peace- it had a square missing from its ful, had a look almost of gentle¬ heart. But it was all I could take. best friend. Whipping out my knife, I cut ness. A look of refinement. I don’t think I would have felt don’t know what I expected, ex¬ as badly, for I would not have had out the remainder of the cross—I actly. But that gave me a shock. the misery of knowing that I had have it still—and ducked back to It had character and force as done him in. Cairns. “Well,” he said, “ what did you well. That struck me most of all. Not a word had passed between There's a type of man, Cairns and myself. It was I who find! “The pilot of that plane was thought,“ l’d like to have known- spoke first. a damn’ nice fellow!” “ Comeon,”Isaid. “Let’s get out. shot down from above and behind. All of a sudden I felt depressec We’ll go and see the machine.' not by the infantry and not by —wretched—as if I had done We started away. any R. E. There’s only one way “ What impression,” he said he could have been killed by in¬ something mean. “did you get—seeing the body? fantry fire, and that is if he had There was not the slightest spoke bitterly: “He looked thrill in this—no feeling that here been flying upside down for a con¬ lay Richthofen, greatest of then like a damned good scout. I don’t siderable distance. We know he wasn’t." all. A kind of shame, a kind of want to talk about it. hurt rage, flooded me at having Good. What should we do VE walked toward the place made him lie so quiet and still, so now? where the red triplane lay. It “Personally, I don’t give a lifeless—this man who a few hours before had had so much life. was possibly a mile and a half away damn. I’m satisfied. But if it's In my heart I cursed the thing A road ran part of the distance. of sufficient official importance to Shells fell casually. They did not that made necessary the killing of decide definitely who did get him, such a man. I ground my teeth. bother us much. We kept our ears I suggest a post-mortem. The bul¬ open and once or twice ducked. I cursed war. let holes will settle it beyond Then we entered the reserve If it had been possible by any doubt. “l’Il see that it is done,” said trenches. And shortly we saw the act of mine, I would gladly have brought him back to life. But machine. It lay on high ground, Cairns. that was a different thing from between the trenches, in what was That night in the mess we had once a cultivated field. pressing a machine-gun trigger. a binge that was the mother and Sticking to the trenches, we got I could not look any longer at father of all binges—a wild, en¬ as close to it as we could, but it thusiastic drunk. The squadron his face. My eyes went to his hands. was still possibly 100 yards away. was full out to celebrate. They Those hands seemed to speak to An Australian Tommy came were tickled with the day’s deeds. running up. If I remember cor¬ me as they lay by his side. The) That was glory—to have smashed seemed alive. I can see them now: rectly, he was a sergeant. the circus like that. “You can't go any further," long, white, delicate as a musi¬ Visitors dropped in to help. said, “ without gas respirators or cian’s against the coarse khaki of pilots from other squadrons. Lim¬ the flying suit. steel helmets. itless liquor was the order of the “We’ve come to see the ma¬ And the nails! night. I cannot remember many chine,” said Cairns. Even now, after these years¬ of the details.
December 17, 1927 My Fight with Richthofen “ All right, Jones; show him in,' But I do remember four of my squadron gathering in a corner I said. He entered, a slight young fel¬ with their heads together. Some of them had been swilling full low in khaki, and came up to the tumblers of crême de menthe¬ side of the bed. He did not offer to shake hands. I soon knew why. ugh! Captain Brown? At last they came toward me, *Yes. whooping: “ l’m Blank of the Australian “ Brownie! Brownie! Brownie! We’ve a hell of a great R. E. 8s. I was in one of the planes attacked by the circus yesterday. stunt.' They lined up in front of me, He paused. I lay looking up at wabbling; and one said, as serious m. And he went on: “I—I fired on the red triplane. as an owl: “Yes. “ Listen, Brownie. Here are “Here's what l’m getting at, four of us. We’ll follow you to hell. You lead us and the five of The words came Captain Brown. with a rush. “I fired on the all¬ us will make a flight. The five of us. And we’ll fly to Berlin and red tripe, and I—I’d like to get ’Il shoot down the Kaiser. credit for bringing him down. You Yes, Brownie, come on, have the only report on which credit will be given for it. But chimed in theothers. They grabbed me and tried to drag me to the you’ve shot down lots of Huns. l’ve door. “ We’ll kill the Kaiser and never shot down any yet. If you end the war. We can do it, withdraw your report, 1’Il get Brownie. You lead us and we’ll credit for it. Will you do that, Captain Brown? go. I had quite a time persuading Not a word of thanks because we had saved his life. Instead, he the silly, beggars to call the plan off. They would have started right had the nerve to think that he then. Which shows the kind of could get me to wash out my claim so that he might win the glory of night it was. having bagged Richthofen! JHEN I awakened next morning For a moment I could not speak. Ifelt like the dregs of a can of At first I scarcely realized the full salmon. Coming on top of the measure of his meanness. Then stomach strike and nerve riot with rage took hold of me. which I had carried on for weeks He came to ask me to renounce events of the previous day had just an act of distinction because he¬ about sapped my last ounce of re¬ he had never shot down a Hun! serve. The mad debauch at the Why, he must have been miles end of it had finished the job. away when the red tripe fell! I lay in bed, trembling, my eyes JWANTED to get my hands on smarting, my—head throbbing without pep enough to call for the him. It wasn't enough that the orderly to bring me a glass of Australian infantry was trying to brandy. grab the credit, but now this A hero! I felt like a gutted fish Australian flier wanted to hog it. I tried to Then I began to think. I was struggle up in able to think. bed. “So you shot Hemust have down Richt- seen the wild hofen! Great¬ look in my eye; for he backed est of them toward the all! I— a crock! door, his face It seemed in¬ white. “You young congruous. hound! Here I was, I checked just an average myself. I real¬ pilot, without any special ized I was in record, and by no shape to Field Marshal von Hindenburg a piece of luck trounce him. and the ace's mother, Frau von would as With an effort Richthofen (indicated by ar¬ at control, likely as not be rows), marching in the Red credited with called: “Orderly!” Knight's great state funeral in bumping off Berlin, November, 1925. His sur¬ *Yes, sir.! the most no¬ “Escort this viving brother Bolko, with bared torious flier in head, is at the mother’s right. officer off the the German airdrome. service. Maybe get a medal for it. That is, if the The orderly saluted and turned. He stepped to one side while the Australians did not A knock. The orderly entered Australian officer slipped through and announced that a member of the door like a kicked dog. When. he was gone, I lay for a the Australian flying corps whom we will call Lieutenant Blank while trying to ease the quivering wished to see me. which shook me like an ague. This “ What's he want to see me for?' was the last straw of all. I seemec “He was in one of the R. E. 8s to have gone to pieces. It was all attacked by the circus yesterday, I could do to keep from weeping. With weakness. With anger. With sir. Naturally, I thought he was go- chagrin. Then the orderly brough ing to thank me for the part the me an egg shake with a heavy flight had played in saving his skin. shot of brandy in it. That bracec And I was in no mood to receive me somewhat. gratitude. It was on the tip ol Later I was able to get up. Stil my tongue to send him away, but 1 in my pajamas, I went over to the did not want to be discourteous. ICONCLUDED ON NEXT PAGEI -By A. Roy Brown sr Christmas Christmas Time is Canay Siie WHAT is more thrilling than Christ¬ mas morning and a stocking filled with candy—childhood scenes¬ wonderful surprises—cherished family ties? Candy lends itself so splendidly to the spirit of Christmas. There is happiness and good cheer in its very appearance. Truly, Christmas would not be Christmas without candy Santa Claus for this one day reigns an undisputed king. His gifts bring joy and gladness to every one and his favorite gift is candy. In no other form can you buy so much pure Christmas joy and make so many people happy. And you know how good it tastes. De. Durne NATIONAL CONPECTIONERS ASOCIATION EDUCATIONAL DEPARTMENT, 1627 LOCUST STaEET, Sr. LOUI, Mo. AND ALLIED INDUSTRIES 55
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They were bucked that I would rather he shipped me about the Richthofen affair¬ right across the Channel. honor for the squadron and all Then Cairns spoke. He said he that sort of thing. But the Richthofen aftermath generally was More Dramatic than unpleasant enough with- out making it an open WAR BIRDS! scandal that would stink throughout the army. More Spectacular than Personally, I was sick of the whole business. Cer¬ THE RED KNIGHT! tainly, now that I had cooled, I had no wish for further fuss. “Listen, you chaps, said. “ We know he’s a The Greates ruddy cad. Let it go at that. Flying Story And so it was agreed. I tried to scoff some porridge, couldn’t, and Ever Told quit. My stomach was through. Will soon begin in (VHILE I was sitting there, word came LIBERTY from Cairns that the post-mortem had shown positively that Richt- hofen had been killed by It's the story of a bullet in the heart an American Ace which had come from behind. Thus my claim Famous war fliers and distin¬ was proved beyond doubt. guished generals call him the great¬ It gave me little kick. est air fighter who ever wore wings. I did not seem to care. The series of incidents Watch for it— since his death had stripped the last shred of IN AN EARLY ISSUE OF glory from the dog fight LIBERTY in which he died. A little later a wire came from Royal Air Force headquarters, signed had been delegated to explain why General Salmond: there had not been and would not be any official recognition for the Very best congratulations to shooting down of Richthofen. And, No. 209 Squadron and Captain by the way, I was given neither Brown on bringing down the re¬ decoration nor award, although doubtable Von Richthofen. two Australian Tommies were Other congratulatory messages credited with receiving Distin¬ arrived. They failed to bring me guished Conduct medals for their any particular cheer. The Richthofen affair did not excuse me from getting on with the war. That afternoon I went up alone on a ground-strafing job. AERNIE I forced myself into the bus, crossed the lines, and flailed the trenches with my guns. I had a return of the old thrill as I dived into the enemy. The air was the only place. It was cleaner than the ground. When I returned, I flopped wearily into bed. Manfred von Richthofen's grave Next day I led the flight out on in Mercy Cemetery, Berlin, as it patrol. I was determined not to appears today. give up until I was ordered out. We bumped into some Huns. unsuccessful shooting from the dived on one, but my machine guns trenches. jammed. I pulled out of the scrap But I have no complaint. It is and came home. good to be still living, when so That was my last fighting flight. many men you flew with—and For the next two days I could not against—have been such a long get out of bed. time dead; great to be able to look Then Butler, the Squadron Com¬ back at all that madness from the mander, and Cairns, the Wing, security of nine years after, the December 17, 1927 sanity of returned health, and the sanctuary of a growing family. Cairns went on to say that the Australians had demanded the decorations aforesaid, and that if they had not been awarded there might have been a lot of friction. There had been friction, as it was. Indeed, he continued, it had got to a point where, if he could use the term, it had become a kind of international complication with¬ in the British Empire. The British authorities, bowing before the ruckus raised by the Australian command, had thought it wise to make no recognition of my part in it, lest they — the Australians — be offended. Old Cairns was quite apologetic about it. It was apparently a question of army and imperial politics, the point of which I, in my dull way, could not quite grasp. But I was just a simple flight commander, merely a Canuck pilot in the Royal Air Force, without anyone par- ticularly interested in pushing my claims. We Canadian fliers had no identification with the Canadian Expeditionary Force, else there might have been a proper rum¬ pus: Canada versus Aus¬ tralia. C0-1said quietly to Cairns: “Oh, well, sir, it does not matter. Richt¬ hofen's shot down. That's the main thing—not who gets the credit. After all, we’re all here to win the war, not to win deco- rations.” The affair petered out at that. I was sent to a hospital in England. Two weeks there made me well enough to go on a month’s leave of absence with Stearne Edwards, a fine pilot with a fine fighting record, who was destined to die in a crash the day after the Armistice. We painted London red. The downing öf Richthofen may not have won me any medals, but it certainly gained me many a drink. Everyone insisted that I clink glasses with him. A queer kind of sequel to a full¬ out fight in the air! Very demoral¬ izing—what? finished my leave without drinking myself into an early grave. I was flying in England pre¬ paratory to going back to the front, when I crashed and, literally, broke my neck. They managed to bring me back from the dead; but long before I was able to walk, the war was over. So was my flying. THE END Another chapter in Captain Brown's wartime adventures, as gripping as his story of how he conquered Richthofen, but of a different character, will appear in next weck's issue. Read Dirty Work at the Crossroads.
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SUNDAY NEWS, APRIL 29, 1928 20 I ver Amazing Events Before And Arter the Death Of the Red Knight Told by Man Who Shot Him Down [Editor's Note: Capt. Brown did not know that his victim in the kistoric dog fight on Sunday morning, April 21, 1918, was Richt¬ ial report he referred only to the destruction of a "A few hours later, when the German ace had been identified, Australian machine-gunners claimed to have killed kim from the ground. A third claim was entered by the occupants o two Australian two-seaters, whom Brown's greatly outnumbered fight had saved from death in the midst of twenty-two German planes. FINAL INSTALLMENT. Who killed Cock Robin?" " said the sparrow, "With my bow and arrow. I killed Cock Robin. HE question was: Who had killed Richthofen? With rifles reversed, the Australian guard of honor led the Red Knight's funeral procession in France. I was absolutely sure I had shot him down. Two A truck bearing the body followed. pilots of my flight—Lieutenants May and Mellersh¬ had seen him crash. "Heheb-but there was no I would have given a great dea I could not look any longer at Such evidence would have been enough after an red-nosed Camel behind!" his face. not to have had to look at him. My eyes went to his hands. ordinary combat. But apparently Richthofen was a bird of I knew then that he lied. For Richthofen was still wearing one Those hands seemed to speak to whether I had or had not sho another color. of our Sidcot suits, the regulation me as they lay by his side. They It looked as if credit for his death was not going to be down Richthofen, he could no one-piece overall suit of the British seemed alive. I can see them now: have missed seeing me, since he won without a second battle. saw so much; for I was right on flying service, no doubt taken from long, white, delicate as a musi¬ In my mind's eye I could see the brigadier. He merely said he was cian's against the coarse khaki of Richthofen's tail when he crashed. one of his many victims. tracers strike his elevators, tear interested in finding out exactl He also had been wearing a pair the flying suit. But I made no comment. I war what had happened in the case of only a ruddy captain. The others And the nails! along the fuselage, pour into the of our long sheepskin flying boots chthofen. Even now, after these years¬ were all field officers. These had been pulled off and wer¬ I shall send," said the brigad lying carelessly alongside. nine years, nearly ten—I see those Only After commander, "for the major wh There is reason to believe these nails of his as clearly as when 1 was in command of that section o boots had belonged to a friend of first looked at them. They were A Verbal Dog Fight. the line.' mine, Jerry Nash, who claimed he well kept, well shaped, beautiful, Cairns asked the whereabout That Australian major had his o the body and was told that i had been shot down by Richthofen, manicured, but not effeminately story pat. They had been watch-had been turned over to the Roya although his name is not listed in manicured. They were the nails ing the scrap, he said. They ha¬ air force. We learned later that the latter's published record. of a man, but not the nails of a witnessed the triplanes' attack on this was done only after a verba Richthofen, close up, dead, gave man who messed with engines. the R. E. 8s. Then they had seen dog fight. The Aussies had no me a shock. He seemed such a They were the nails of an ex¬ the Camels jump on the tripes and nted to part with it. small chap. He looked like such a quisite. engage them heavily. After a ter¬ decent chap. Poor Richthofen. His eyes were The Australian officers did not rific mixup, a red-nosed Came His helmet had been removed. closed as if he were asleep. had broken loose from the fight Blonde hair, fine and soft like a never saw them. There was only and had been immediately dived or boy's, fell away from a broad, high that flash of them I got througn u ancude bua by an all-red triplane. The pai brow. His face, peculiarly peace- his goggles as he turned to see On the way Cairns said, “Whs of them, one chasing the other, hac ful, had a look almost of gentle- where my bullets came from be¬ dyou think of their statemen "That major’s a bloody liar!' ness. come closer, closer, closer; so close fore they hit him. All of a sudden I felt depressec and so low at last that he had I turned away. There was lit- I pointed out that he could not —wretched—as f I had done tle of the victor about me then. ordered his machine-gunners to have missed seeing my Camel on something mean. open fire on the enemy flier. I wanted a drink in the worst way. tail of the tripe. There was not the slightest thrill With my head down, I stood while They had, he said, barely got But,' I said, after we inspect in thisno feeling thatherelas their guns concentrated when thej Cairns completed his inspection. the body, I suggest we look at the Richthofen, greatest of them all Not a word had passed betweer brought him, down. machine. There's a slim chance he kind of shame, a kind of burt Cairns and myself. It was I who was shot down from the ground. rage, flooded me at having made 6WERE there any other red¬ spoke first. But I'Il know for sure when l’ve nosed Camels about ?" aske him lie so quiet and still, so life seen the machine. less—this man who a few hours “He Looked Like airns. We found the body of Richthofen "No," said the major. Ther before had bad so much life. In my heart I cursed the thing A Damned Good Scout." He was stretched on the ground was just the one that was beins "Come on," I said. "Let's ge near some medical huts.—A little that made necessary the killing of chased. He flew right on." And duster of men stood looking at such a man. I ground my teeth. 1 out. We'll go and see the ma¬ he did not bat an eye. Richthofen in fighting togs. him. ame? cursed war. I spoke only once. cockpit. I could see him crumple We started away “And what," I asked, “did the If it had been possible by any T was with a queer mixture o “What impression." he And yet Australian machine-gun¬ curiosity and hesitancy that I act of mine, I would gladly have red-nosed Camel behind the all-red drew near. This was the first man brought him back to life. But that you get—seeing the body! ners were emphatic in their conten¬ I spoke bitterly: “He looked like tion that they had brought him low The major hesitated, flushed. killed by my guns whom I had had was a different thing from pressing by bullets from the trenches. a damned good s a machine gun trigger. scout. I don't want la chance to view dead. to talk about it. Indeed, the Australian command stuttered. had lost no time in recommending WE walked toward the place that two infantrymen be awardec where the red triplane lay. I the Distinguished Conduct Medal was possibly a mile and a hal tor potting him. away. A road ran part of the dis¬ Then there was the claim of the tance. Shells fell casually. They R. E. 8s—artillery observation did not bother us much. planes, bargelike two-seaters, Then we entered the reserve whom we had saved from extinc¬ trenches. And shortly we saw the tion by hurling ourselves at the machine. It lay on high ground, circus—that they had finished him Richthofen's between the trenches, in what was Why, Richthofen had been in the burial at once a cultivated field. habit of picking off such blighters Bertangles, Sticking to the trenches, we got as an appetizer before breakfast! as close to it as we couid, but it was France. Their claim was an audacity. They still possibly 100 vards away. must have been back at their base British fliers An Australian Tommy came run¬ —thanking God they were stil are shown ag up. You can't go any farther." be aliveabout the time he died. lowering These matters were running said, “without gas respirators or through my head as I changed in-the body into aad nalmata! to decent togs. Then I climbed in¬ the graye. “We've come to see the machine, to the car which the wing com¬ id Cairns. mander had waiting, picked him Tm sorry, sir," the Aussie up, and started for the headquar barred the way, "but it's against ters of the Eleventh Australian In¬ ordera? fantry Brigade. “Like hell!" I said. "Will you We found the brigadier's tent at come ?" I asked Cairns. last, well camouflaged, on a hill in "No," he answered. “T'Il wait a wood. It was somewhere west hare. of Corbie, I think. In a flash I was over the edge It was Cairns who talked to the
SUNDAY NEWS, APRIL 29, 1928 21 By OPIA.ROTDROWI e we will call Lieut. Blank wished to «What's he want to see me for? “He was in one of the R. E. 8e attacked by the circus yesterday Naturally, I thought he was go¬ ing to thank me for the part the flight had played in saving his skin And I was in no mood to receive gratitude. It was on the tip of m tongue to send him away, but I dic ot want to be discourteous. "All right, Jones; show him in, I said. He entered, a slight young fel¬ low in khaki, and came up to the side of the bed. He did not offer shake hands. I soon knew why Cap es Brown! Tm Blank of the Australian R. E. 8s. I was in one of the planes attacked by the circus yesterday. He paused. I lay looking up at m. And he went on: 7—1 fired on the red triplane." es. "Here's what l’m getting at, Capt. Brown." The words came with a rush. "I fired on the all¬ red tripe, and I—I'd like to get credit for bringing him down. You have the only report on which credit will be given for it. But Two wartime comrades, a uhlan and a flier, stood guard beside bies Hindenburg and ace's mother (indicated by arrous) in state funeral you’ve shot down lots of Huns. I’ve while Richthofen's body lay in state in Berlin church. Wooden cross procession in Berlin in November, 1925. His surviving brother, Bolke, never shot down any yet. If you at foot of casket marked grave in France withdraw your report, l’Il ge with bared head, is at mother’s right. credit for it Will you do that of the trench and running, head wabbling; and one said, as serious Capt. Brown mess. I told the fliers about the be any official recognition for the Not a word of thanks because Australian's request. shooting down of Richthofen. And, down, to the plane. A moment's an owl: Listen, Brownie. Here are had the nerve to think that he we had saved his life. Instead, he The place went wild. The pilots by the way, I was given neither inspection showed me what I want jumped up, swore in several dia- decoration nor award, although four of us. “We'll follow you te ed to find. Starting at the elevator, bullets hell. You lead us and the five of could get me to wash out my claim lects, wanted to go en masse to two Australian Tommies wer so that he might win the glory of the Australian squadron and smash credited with receiving Distin¬ had ripped their way along the us will make a flight. The five of having bagged Richthofen! guished Conduct medals for their fuselage; bullets fired from above us. And we'll fly to Berlin gne them up. And tar Blank el shoot down the kaiser. For a moment I could not speak They would have gone with very unsuccessful shooting from the and behind. Blood spattered the Yes, Brownie, come At first I scarcely realized the full little urging. trenches. seat. There was a hole in it. Aume measure of his meanness. Ther Bat the Richthofen aftermat But I have no complaint. It is This seat, by the way, is now i in the others. The m rage took hold of me. generally was unpleasant enough good to be still living, when so the Military institute on University and tried to drag me en zal due kainer ann an i without making it an open scandal many men you flew with—and ave., Toronto. war. We can do it, Brownie. You Slipped Through Door that would stink throughout the against—have been such a long KNEW then, absolutely — no lead us and we'll go time dead; great to be able to look Like a Kicked Dog. "Listen, you chaps," I said. back at all that madness from the matter who got or grabbed the I had quite a time persuadin WANTED to get my hands on We know he's a ruddy cad. Let security of nine years after, the final credit for Richthofen—that the silly beggars to call the plan my guns had brought him down. him. It wasn’t enough that the it go at that sanity of returned health, and the off. They would have started righ sanctuary of a growing family. I turned to dash back to the then. Which shows the kind of Australian infantry was trying t And so it was agreed. trenches. Then I thought of a night it was. Cairns went on to say that the grab the credit, but now this Aus¬ souvenir. There was little left. Even IIIHILE I was sitting there, word Australians had demanded the IIIHEN I awakened next morning tralian flier wanted to hog it. came from Cairns that the decorations aforesaid, and that it the sides of the fuselage had beer I felt like the dregs of a can of tried to struggle up in bed. hacked to pieces and the black Ger¬ they had not been awarded there post-mortem had shown positivel man crosses cut out and carried off galmon. Coming on top of th He must have seen the wild 100k that Richthofen had been killed by might have been a lot of friction as well as those on the wings. All stomach strike and nerve riot with in my eye; for he backed toward bullet in the heart which had army and imperial politics, the It was apparently a question of except one. And it had a square missing from its heart. But it was which I had carried on for weeks, the door, his face white. come from behind. Thus my claim point of which I, in my dull way, “You young hound!" events of the previous day had just was proved beyond doubt. could not quite grasp. But I was all I could take. I checked myself. I realized A little later a wire came from just a simple flight commander about sapped my last ounce of re With Knife He Cut Out serve. The mad debauch at the was in no shape to trounce him. Royal Air Force headquarters, merely a Canuck pilot in the Roya Vith an effort at control, I called: signed by Gen. Salmond: Air Force, without any one par¬ "Orderly end of it had finished the job. Remainder of Cross ticularly interested in pushing my Very best congratulations to No. A hero! I felt like a gutted fish Yes, sir. Whipping out my knife, I cut 209 Squ Brown or claims. We Canadian fliers had Then I began to think. I wa- and Ca bringin “Escort this officer off the air¬ zu N. redoubtable out the remainder of the cross—I no identification with the Canadian de to think. Von Richthoten "So you shot down Richthofen! drome. Expeditionary Force, else there have it still—and ducked back to The orderly saluted and turned Other congratulatory messages might have been a proper rumpuse Greatest of them all! Cairns. He stepped to one side while the arrived. They failed to bring me Canada versus Australia. Here I was, just an average pilot "Well," he said, "what did you ithout an special record Australian officer slipped through anv particular cheer. find?" The Richthofen affair did not Shot Down—That the door like a kicked dog. a piece of luck I would as likely a When he was gone I lay for a excuse me from getting on with Was the Main Thing, "The pilot of that plane was not be credited with bumping of while trying to ease the quivering the war. That afternoon I wen shot down from above and behind, the most notorious flier in the Ger COI said quietly to Cairns: “0, vhich shook me like an ague. This up alone on a ground-strafing job. Sven dir le doe net m man service. Maybe get a meda not by the infantry and not b for it. That is, if the Australians was the last straw of all. I seemed I forced myself into the bu¬ any R. E. There’s only one wa to have gone to pieces. It was all crossed the lines, and flailed th he could have been killed by in- did not¬ Richthofen's shot down. That's A knock. The orderly entered I could do to keep from weeping. trenches with my guns. the main thing—not who gets the fantry fire, and that is if he had and announced that a member of Later I was able to get up. Stil When I returned, I flopped wear- weret been flying upside down for a con-the Australian flying corps whom in my pajamas, I went over to the ily into bed. siderable distance. We know he Next day I led the flight out on win the war, not to win decora¬ wasn’t. patrol. I was determined not to give tions. "Good. What should we do The affair petered out at that. up until I was ordered out. W I was sent to a hospital in Eng¬ bumped into some Huns. I divec "Personally, I don’t give a damn on one, but my machine guns land. Two wecks thère made me I’m satisfied. But if it's of suffi¬ well enough to go on a month's jammed. I pulled out of the scra leave of absence with Stearne Ed¬ cient official importance to decide and came home. That was my last fighting flight. wards, who was destined to die in definitely who did get him, I sug¬ gest a post-mortem. The bullet For the next two days I could not a crash the day after the Armi¬ stice. oles will settle it beyond doubt. get out of bed. T'Il see that it is done," said Then Butler, the squadron com¬ We painted London red. The mander, and Cairns, the Wing, downing of Richthofen may not Cairns. came to visit me. The former had a have won me any medals, but it That night in the mess we had message from Brigadier General certainly gained me many a drink. a binge that was the mother and I finished my leave without father of all binges—a wild, en¬ Charlton. He wanted me to go t Nice on leave with some friends of drinking myself into an early thusiastic drunk. I cannot remem¬ his. He thought it would do me grave. ber many of the details. I was flying in England pre¬ But I do remember four of my good—lift me Lack into shape. paratory to going back to the I was a fool not to have jumpe squadron gathering in a corner at his kindness. But I was sick of front, when I crashed and, literally, with their heads together. Some France. I wanted to see England. broke my neck. of them had been swilling full They managed to bring me back I asked Butler to thank Gen. Charl tumblers of creme de menthe¬ ton, but to tell him I would rather from the dead; but long before I ugh! was able to walk, the war was At last they came toward me he shipped me right across th over. hooping: Channel. Brownie! Brownie! O, Brownie So was my flying. Then Cairns spoke. He said he had been delegated to explain why (Cooyricht: 1927: by Liberty Weckis, Ma.) We've a hell of a great stunt. They lined up in front of me, Richthofen's grave in Mercy cemetery, Berlin, as it appears today. 'there had not been and would not THE END.
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YOUR REFERENCE IN REPLY PLEASI QUOTE COMMONWEALTH OF AUSTRALIA AUSTRALIAN WAR MEMORIAL BOARD OF MANAGEMENT TELEPHONES : CANBERRA, “ They gave their lives. For that public gift B404 & 405 they received a praise which never ages and a A.C.T. tomb most glorious—not so much the tomb in which they lie, but that in which their fame survives, to be remembered for ever when occasion comes for word or deed. .. 26th July, 1939. Dear Mr. Bazley, Knowing that you are interested in records relating to the death of Richthofen, Mr. McAllan has handed to me to send to you the attached copy of an article which appeared in the June, 1939, issue of "Fidac Review". Yours sincerely, Mr. A. W. Bazley, C/o Official Historian, Victoria Barracks, PADDINGTON, N. S.W.

Liberty
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MY FIGHT WITH RICHTHOFEN
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My Fight with Richthofen - By A. Roy Brown 
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MY FIGHT WITH RICHTHOFEN
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My FIGHT with
Amazing Events Before
And After the Death
Of the Red Knight
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Richthofen By A. ROY BROWN
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YOUR REFERENCE
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IN REPLY PLEASE QUOTE
COMMONWEALTH OF AUSTRALIA
AUSTRALIAN WAR MEMORIAL
BOARD OF MANAGEMENT
TELEPHONES:
B404 & 405
CANBERRA A.C.T.
26th July, 1939.
"They gave their lives. For that public gift
they received a praise which never ages and a
tomb most glorious - not so much the tomb in
which they lie, but that in which their fame
survives, to be remembered for ever when
occasion comes for word or deed..."
Dear Mr. Bazley, 
Knowing that you are interested in records
relating to the death of Richthofen, Mr. McAllan has
handed to me to send to you the attached copy of an
article which appeared in the June, 1939, issue of
"Fidac Review". 
Yours sincerely,
[[J Saillors?]]
Mr. A. W. Bazley,
C/o Official Historian,
Victoria Barracks,
PADDINGTON, N.S.W.



 

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