This historic book may have numerous typos, missing text or index. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. 1921. Not illustrated. Excerpt: ... CHAPTER II THE WAY OF THE EAGLE PART I--TRYING HIS WINGS In spite of his crippled back Quentin went to one of the Plattsburg camps the summer before the United States entered the war. Through the employment of unlimited determination and grit and the understanding consideration of his superiors he managed to last through the course. In his letters he spoke bitterly of the attitude of the administration: February 1917. I just got a very discouraged letter from my Hon. Pa. We are a pretty sordid lot, aren't we, to want to sit looking on while England and France fight our battles and pan gold into our pockets? I wondered, as I sat by my fire, whether there are any dreams in our land any more. How can there be, for it is lands like ours, and Germany, that kill the nation's dreams, and then the people drop into oblivion. Rome died only when the little dreams and fancies of its people gave way to their lust for ease and pleasure, power and gold. I wonder if we are trending the same way-- When war was declared all four sons turned to their father for advice and assistance in regard to the most rapid manner to get into active service. Quentin first planned to join the Canadian flying forces, but upon confirmation of the rumor that an American flying school was to be started immediately he decided that he would not materially speed up his entrance into active service by going to Canada, and accordingly altered his plans and enlisted for the Mineola camp. April, 1917. Excuse this scrawl, scribbled on the train,-- there's a reason! Wild excitement! I have been put in the aviation school at Mineola instead of the one at Newport News. I discovered, after I had gotten down to the station, that there is a 1.35 train for Washington that I could have taken, and so stayed with yo...
