We woke up this morning to find ourselves in Communist territory. Advance Red units pushed past Yenching last night and occupied Haitien, the village just south of us on the road to Peiping.]

The only crew-member to survive the crash was the Canadian observer.

A sorcelled mist clouded her mind, and the sounds of the vehement flies and the bated breathing of those around her folded back.

Delicious is your shelter to the soul, As to the hunted hart the sallying spring, Or stream full-flowing, that his swelling sides Laves, as he floats along the herbaged brink