amily the twenty-sixth citation of their hero,
the famous document which all French schoolboys have since learned by
heart and which was as follows:

Fallen on the field of honor on September 11, 1917. A legendary
hero, fallen from the very zenith of victory after three years'
hard and continuous fighting. He will be considered the most
perfect embodiment of the national qualities for his indomitable
energy and perseverance and his exalted gallantry. Full of
invincible belief in victory, he has bequeathed to the French
soldier an imperishable memory which must add to his
self-sacrificing spirit and will surely give rise to the noblest
emulation.

On the motion of M. Lasies, in a session which reminded us of the great
days of August, 1914, the Chamber decided on October 19 that the name of
Captain Guynemer should be graven on the walls of the Pantheon. Two
letters, to follow below, were read by M. Lasies, to whom they had been
written. One came from Lieutenant Raymond, temporary commandant of the
Storks, and was as follows:

Having the honor to command Escadrille 3 in the absence of Captain
Heurtaux, still wounded in hospital, I am anxious to thank you, in
the name of the few surviving Storks, for what you are doing for
the memory of Guynemer.

He was our friend as well as our chief and teacher, our pride and
our flag, and his loss will be felt more than any that has thinned
our ranks so far.

Please be sure that our courage has not been laid low with him; our
revenge will be merciless and victorious.

May Guynemer's noble soul remember us fighting our aerial battles,
that we may keep alight the flame he bequeathed to us.

Raymond
Commanding Escadrille 3.

The other letter came from Major Brocard:

My dear Comrade:

I am profoundly moved to hear of the thought you have had of giving
the highest consecration to Guynemer's memory by a ceremony at the
Pantheon.

It had occurred to all of us that only the lofty dome of the
Pantheon was large enough for such wings.

The poor boy fell in the fullness of triumph, with his face towards
the enemy. A few days before he had sworn to me that the Germans
should never take him alive. His heroic death is not more glorious
than that of the gunner defending his gun, the infantryman rushing
out of his trench,