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to number my last to you, written about the middle of June, and have forgotten the no. of the one before, I will call this no. 10 and make a note of letters in the future.

I am afraid that clipping you sent of the aerial scrap of two of our fighters is a little exaggerated, though I believe two of our machines did give a bunch of Huns a lot of time of it for a while, before they managed to escape. The Huns attacked and found they had caught a Tartar.

Yes, you are right I always am alone in my machine. I am flying a "scout" - a small, fast, single seated machine with wonderful manouvring powers and two machine guns firing straight ahead, through

BC Archives, 93-6553, Box 4, DREWRY FAMILY, Selected correspondence, 1917–1919.