Danforth Technical School - Tech Tatler Yearbook (Toronto, Ontario Canada)

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TECH TA'I'Ll'IR h QKUUSUIIHS QEUB 6 ' ' o Snow clouds line the Hush horizon Far' in the western skyg The night is fast decending, : For snowbirds homeward Hy. Q , The wind is sighing 'in the firs 2 That fringe the snow-capped hill, Soft snowiiakes float down gently Qflnd children's dream fulfill. 3 Qflnd through all the drifting snowiiakes, 2 Bright golden lights shine out, ' 0 Flashing their' royal welcomes To carollers about. The sky is now quite clear' again, Q Uflnd 'cross the cloudless night, 0 0 The winter moon is sailing ' Q , y Serenely into sight. 0 From out the village church nearby, We hear' the merry chimes Pealing the Christmas story, 2 The greatest of all times. 2 -H. Flaxman 9 o Lg . : IX1 , 0

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6 TECH TATLER over the woods at three o'clock to- morrow afternoon. A weary sigh swept the group. The bleeding dagger had found another heart. Another ship would never land on the tarmac and Bill Wliite had made his last flight. Captain Burns turned around and eyed the group curiously. Ulf there's any man who would like to even up the score, meet at the Co's office in half an hour. Silently the group of pilots made their way to their huts. Among them a tall faired haired pilot made his way to his quarters, avoiding all the other pilots. He saw alittle grey-haired mother standing before him with tear stained face on the morning they left Winnipeg, pleading with him. Harry you will look after Bill and keep him safe won't you ? Harry promised he would look after Bill, and now Bill was gone. Was it up to him to go up and even up the score with Von Stettin ? What else could he do? How could he face Bill's mother again if he made no attempt to avenge his friend P Swiftly he made his way to the captain,s hut. uHello Tate. Want to see me F Yes, Captain, I do. I would like to go up and even up the score with Von Stettinf' But, Tate, your the best man l've got in the squadron I Well I don't know about being the best man in the squadron, but I simply have to go up and meet Von Stertinf' Have you any special reason outside of the fact that Bill was your bunk mate P Yes, sir I have, I promised Bill's mother I would look after him and now he is gone and I wasn't there to help him. HBut, Tate, you couldn't help it. Bill had to look after himself. HI know, sir, but I simply have to go up. HWell, all right, after we come in from patrol tomorrow. Shortly after the patrol landed, Harry with the aid of a mechanic wheeled a trim little Snipe to the dead line. Carefully he checked the instruments and the ammunition belts. Quickly he signalled for the chucks to be pulled. Swiftly he raced down the field and took off, spiralling for altitude. After circlingthe tarmac once Harry set the Snipe due north straight for the woods. After ten minutes racing he came in sight of the woods but Von Stettin was not to be seen. Suddenly there dived from a bank of clouds hanging over the woods, a black ship with a dagger dripping scarlet. As the ship zoomed past a black leathered arm waved gaily. Quickly Harry raced for altitude with the German racing behind trying to get within range. Sudden- ly Harry levelled off. The German expecting this move got within range and sprayed the tail assembly of the Snipe. Harry threw his ship into a steep dive and then began the circling of the two racing ships in an evertightening circle. Sud- denly the Fokker of the German's skidded off on one wing. Harry quickly followed the ship, spraying the racing Fokker with slugs. But the veteran German was not to be caught so easily. Suddenly he pulled his ship into an Immelman and pounced on the tail of Harry's ship. This was suddenly announced to him as the glassfrom his instru- ments clattered to the floor. Harry, Continued an Page 8