<h3><SPAN name="CHAPTER_IX" id="CHAPTER_IX"></SPAN>CHAPTER IX<br/><br/> THE EYES OF THE ARMY</h3>
<p class="nind"><span class="letra">A</span>MERICA'S beginnings in the air service were pretty closely kin to her
other beginnings—she furnished the men and took over the apparatus. And
although by September 1, 1917, she had large numbers of aviators in the
making in France, they were flying—or aspiring to—in French schools,
under American supervision, with French machines and French instructors.</p>
<p>There existed, in prospect, and already in detailed design, several
enormous flying-fields, to be built and equipped by America, as well as
half a dozen big repair-shops, and one gigantic combination repair-shop,
assembling-shop, and manufacturing plant.</p>
<p>But in the autumn, when there were aviators waiting in France to go up
that very day, there was no waiting on fields trimmed by America.</p>
<p>When the main school, under American supervision,<SPAN name="page_108" id="page_108"></SPAN> had filled to
overflowing, the remaining probationers were scattered among the French
schools under French supervision. Meanwhile, the engineers and
stevedores shared the work of constructing "the largest aviation-field
in the world" in central France.</p>
<p>It was once true of complete armies that they could be trained to
warfare in their own home fields, and then sent to whatever part of the
world happened to be in dispute, and they required no more additional
furbishing up than a short rest from the journey. That is no longer true
of anything about an army except the air service, and it isn't literally
true of them. But they approach it.</p>
<p>So it was practicable to give the American aviators nine-tenths of their
training at home, and leave the merest frills to a few spare days in
France. This, of course, takes no account of the first weeks at the
battle-front, which are only nominally training, since in the course of
them a flier may well have to battle for his life, and often does catch
a German, if he chances on one as untutored as himself.</p>
<p>The French estimate of the necessary time to<SPAN name="page_109" id="page_109"></SPAN> make an aviator is about
four months before he goes up on the line, and about four months in
patrol, on the line, before he is a thoroughly capable handler of a
battle-plane. They cap that by saying that an aviator is born, not made,
anyway, and that "all generalizations about them are untrue, including
this one."</p>
<p>The air policy of France, however, was in a state of great fluidity at
this time. They were not prepared to lay down the law, because they were
in the very act of giving up their own romantic, adventurous system of
single-man combat, and were borrowing the German system of squadron
formation. They were reluctant enough to accept it, let alone
acknowledge their debt to the Germans. But the old knight-errantry of
the air could not hold up against the new mass attacks. And the French
are nothing if not practical.</p>
<p>Even their early war aviators had prudence dinned into them—that
prudence which does not mean a niggardliness of fighting spirit, but
rather an abstaining from foolhardiness.</p>
<p>Each aviator was warned that if he lost his life before he had to, he
was not only squander<SPAN name="page_110" id="page_110"></SPAN>ing his own greatest treasure, but he was leaving
one man less for France.</p>
<p>This was the philosophy of the training-school. If the French were
impatient with a flier who lost his life to the Germans through excess
of friskiness, they were doubly so at the flier who endangered his life
at school through heedlessness.</p>
<p>"If you pull the wrong lever," they said, "you will kill a man and wreck
a machine. Your country cannot afford to pay, either, for your fool
mistakes."</p>
<p>But there their dogma ended. Once the flier had learned to handle his
machine, his further behavior was in the hands of American officers
solely, and these, he found, were stored with several very definite
ideas.</p>
<p>The first of these—the most marked distinction between the French
system and the American—was that all American aviators should know the
theories of flying and most of its mathematics.</p>
<p>Concerning these things the French cared not a hang.</p>
<p>Neither did the American aviators. But<SPAN name="page_111" id="page_111"></SPAN> they toed the mark just the
same, and many a youngster gnawed his pencil indoors and cursed the fate
that had placed him with a country so finicky about air-currents on
paper and so indifferent to the joys of learning by ear.</p>
<p>The Americans accepted from the beginning the edict on squadron flying.
It was as much a part of their training as field-manœuvres for the
infantry. And because they had no golden days of derring-do to look back
upon, they did less grumbling. Besides, there was always the chance of
getting lost, and patrols offered some good opportunities to the
venturesome.</p>
<p>The air service had at this time an extra distinction. They were the
only arm of America's service that had really impressed the Germans. The
German experts, as they spoke through their newspapers, were
contemptuous of the army and all its works. They maintained that it
would be impossible for American transports to bring more than half a
million men to France, if they tried forever, because the submarines
would add to the inherent difficulties, and make "American
participation" of less actual menace than that of Roumania.<SPAN name="page_112" id="page_112"></SPAN></p>
<p>The Frankfurter Zeitung said: "There is no doubt that the Entente lay
great stress on American assistance on this point (air warfare). Nor do
we doubt that the technical resources of the enemy will achieve
brilliant work in this branch. But all this has its limits ... in this
field, superiority in numbers is by no means decisive. Quality and the
men are what decide."</p>
<p>Major Hoffe, of the German General Staff, wrote in the Weser Zeitung:
"The only American help seriously to be reckoned with is aerial aid."</p>
<p>There was a quantity of such talk. Incidentally, the same experts who
limited America's troops to half a million in France at the most
indulgent estimate, said, over and over, that a million were to be
feared, just the number announced to be in France by President Wilson
one year from the time of the first debarkation.</p>
<p>The aviators worked hard enough to deserve the German honor. In the
French school supervised by the Americans the schedule would have
furnished Dickens some fine material for pathos.<SPAN name="page_113" id="page_113"></SPAN></p>
<p>The day began at 4 A. M., with a little coffee for an eye-opener. The
working-day began in the fields at 5 sharp. If the weather permitted
there were flights till 11, when the pupil knocked off for a midday
meal. He was told to sleep then till 4 in the afternoon, when flying
recommenced, and continued till 8.30. The rest of his time was all his
own. He spent it getting to bed.</p>
<p>There was an average of four months under this régime. The flier began
on the ground, and for weeks he was permitted no more than a dummy
machine, which wobbled along the ground like a broken-winged duck, and
this he used to learn levers and mechanics—those things he had toiled
over on paper before he was even allowed on the field.</p>
<p>After a while he was permitted in the air with an instructor, and
finally alone. There were creditably few disasters. For months there was
never a casualty. But if a man had an accident it was a perfectly
open-and-shut affair. Either he ruined himself or he escaped. It was
part of the French system with men who escaped to send them right back
into the air,<SPAN name="page_114" id="page_114"></SPAN> as soon as they could breathe, so that the accident would
not impair their flying-nerves.</p>
<p>After the three or four months of foundation work, if the term is not
too inept for flying, the aviator had his final examination, a
triangular flight of about ninety miles, with three landings. The
landings are the great trick of flying. Like the old Irish story, it
isn't the falling that hurts you, it's the sudden stop.</p>
<p>If the pupil made his landings with accuracy he was passed on to the big
school at Pau, where acrobatics are taught. The flight acrobat was the
ace, the armies found. And no man went to battle till he could do
spiral, serpentine, and hairpin turns, could manage a tail spin, and "go
into a vrille"—a corkscrew fall which permitted the flier to make great
haste from where he was, and yet not lose control of his machine, at the
same time that he made a tricky target for a Boche machine-gun.</p>
<p>While all this training was going on the ranks of American aviators were
filling in at the top. The celebrated Lafayette Escadrille, the American
aviators who joined the French Army at the beginning of the war, was
taken into the<SPAN name="page_115" id="page_115"></SPAN> American Army in the late summer. Then all the Americans
who were in the French aviation service who had arrived by way of the
Foreign Legion were called home.</p>
<p>These were put at instructing for a time, then their several members
became the veteran core of later American squadrons. This air unit was
finally placed at 12 fliers and 250 men, and before Christmas there was
a goodly number of them, a number not to be told till the care-free and
uncensored days after the war.</p>
<p>By the beginning of the new year American aviation-fields were taking
shape. The engineers had laid a spur of railroad to link the largest of
them with the main arteries of communication, and the labor units had
built the same sort of small wooden city that sprang up all over America
as cantonments.</p>
<p>There were roomy barracks, a big hall where chapel services alternated
with itinerant entertainers, a little newspaper building, plenty of
office-barracks with typewriters galore and the little models on which
aviators learn their preliminary lessons.</p>
<p>There is one training-field six miles long and<SPAN name="page_116" id="page_116"></SPAN> a mile and a half wide,
where all kinds of instruction is going on, even to acrobatics.</p>
<p>And there are several large training-schools just behind the
fighting-lines, which have plenty of visiting Germans to practise on.</p>
<p>The enormity of the American air programme made it a little unwieldy at
first, and it got a late start. But on the anniversary of its beginning
it had unmeasured praise from official France, and even before that the
French newspapers had loudly sung its praises.</p>
<p>The American aviator as an individual was a success from the beginning.
He has unsurpassed natural equipment for an ace, and his training has
been unprecedentedly thorough. And he has dedicated his spirit through
and through. He has set out to make the Germans see how wise they were
to be afraid.<SPAN name="page_117" id="page_117"></SPAN></p>
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