d two bombs and swung into the higher
reaches of the air without a moment's hesitation. His aim was deadly,
since both bombs found their mark, and the Zeppelin docked within was
blown up. The intrepid airman experienced several narrow escapes, for
his aeroplane was struck twenty times, and one or two of the control
wires were cut by passing bullets.

The raid carried out by Commanders Briggs and Babington in company with
Lieutenant Sippe upon the Zeppelin workshops at Friedrichshafen was even
more daring. Leaving the Allies' lines they ascended to an altitude of
4,500 feet, and at this height held to the pre-arranged course until
they encountered a mist, which while protecting them from the alert eyes
of the enemy below, was responsible for the separation of the raiders,
so that each was forced to act independently and to trust to the compass
to bring him out of the ordeal successfully. Lieutenant Sippe sighted
Lake Constance, and taking advantage of the mist lying low upon the
water, descended to such an extent that he found himself only a few feet
above the roofs of the houses. Swinging round to the Lake he descended
still lower until at last he was practically skimming the surface of the
Lake, since he flew at the amazingly low height of barely seven feet
off the water. There is no doubt that the noise of his motor was heard
plainly by the enemy, but the mist completely enveloped him, and
owing to the strange pranks that fog plays with sound deceived his
antagonists.

At last, climbing above the bank of vapour, he found that he had
overshot the mark, so he turned quickly and sped backwards. At the same
time he discovered that he had been preceded by Commander Briggs, who
was bombarding the shed furiously, and who himself was the object of
a concentrated fire. Swooping down once more, Lieutenant Sippe turned,
rained his bombs upon the objective beneath, drawing fire upon himself,
but co-operating with Commander Babington, who had now reached the
scene, he manoeuvred above the works and continued the bombardment until
their ammunition was expended, when they sped home-wards under the
cover of the mist. Considering the intensity of the hostile fire, it
is surprising that the aeroplanes were not smashed to fragments.
Undoubtedly the high speed of the machines and the zigzagging courses
which were followed nonplussed the enemy. Commander Briggs was not
so fortunate as his colleagues; a bullet pierced his petrol tank,
co