For you’ll find yourself a-sighin’,
An’ the ring you will be buyin’,
If you take the ladies flyin’,
Near the moon!
“In his letter, Mr. Payne also mentioned that Australia is sending us another of her sons, as Mr. Treloar, of Ballarat, is going to England shortly in order to be initiated into the gentle art of flying. I hope that Mr. Treloar will prove as apt at handling the control-lever as are those of his compatriots who have already made a name for themselves in the flying world over here.”
The saddest episode of which England’s shores were the scene during Harry’s absence in Australia was the disappearance of poor Gustav Hamel, who, after setting out to fly to France, flew into a Channel fog and was never heard of again.