Why, look what they're doing over in France! And if this country should get let in for a fight, wouldn't they need flyers?
I'm not like Bland: I don't just look at it as furnishing thrills to a crowd that is watching to see you break your neck.

Exhibition flying is all right, for a side line.

But me, I'm going to go after something bigger than the amusement end.

I--" his eyes grew round and dreamy, his lips quivering with all the wonderful future he saw before him, "I've thought maybe France or England might want me and my plane--to help lick those Germans.

Honest, Mary V, their work is awful raw--blowing up passenger ships and killing children and women--and, of course, we aren't doing anything much about it; but if my little old boat could maybe bring down just one of those raiders that fly over England and drop bombs on houses where there's kids and women, I'd be willing to call it a day!" "B-but that's dangerous, Johnny! You--you'd be killed, and--and it's so much finer to go on living and doing a little good right along every day.
It would count up more--in the long run.