In Paris arrived last week seven bodies that had lain for days in the wreckage of a French plane in the Great Congo Forest, had been mauled by leopards, lions, jackals and wolves, had been punctured by the proboscises of poisonous flies and mosquitoes, had been stripped of valuables by Banda Negroes and finally had been found by a Belgian search pilot, shipped down the Congo River to French Equatorial Africa's capital, Brazzaville, thence by rail to the seacoast, thence by sea to France. No. 1 of these seven corpses was the body...
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