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A little later as he crashed hurriedly through the underbrush, Diane called to him. She was holding a lantern high above something on the ground, her face quite colorless. "I'm glad you're here!" she said. "It's the aviator, Johnny. He's hurt " The aviator stirred. "He's comin' 'round," said Johnny peering down into the white face in the aureole of lantern-light.
This action pulls down the upper stretches of air, thus creating what are termed 'air-pockets' or 'air-holes. Very dangerous they are, too." "That is plain enough," declared Bob. "Now, dad, let Paul go on explaining this 'automatic pilot." "If the aviator is enshrouded in fog or tries to sail through a heavy bank of clouds, he is quite likely to lose all sense of direction," continued Paul.
The responsibility which the Wrights placed upon the aviator for maintaining his equilibrium, and the tailless design of their machine, caused much headshaking among foreign flying men when Wilbur Wright appeared at the great aviation meet in France in 1908.
During the preliminary operations his patron, M. Bleriot, stood beside the machine, and chatted affably with the aviator. At last the signal was given for his ascent, and in a few moments Pegoud was climbing with the nose of his machine tilted high in the air.
Johnny sat up and knuckled his eyes, his mouth wide open in a capital O. It seemed to him that Bland had his nerve, and he guessed shrewdly that the aviator was simply making sure of his breakfast. When cats come back they have a fashion of hanging around the kitchen, he remembered. Oh, well, there was nothing to be gained by being nasty and even Bland's company was better than none.
In the dull, grinding crash there is the sound of breaking bones. Luxeuil was an excellent place to observe the difference that exists between the French, English, and American aviator, but when all is said and done there is but little difference. The Frenchman is the most natural pilot and the most adroit.
Scooping up the discarded clothing of the two men, Bob and Jack retired to the radio room. Stripping quickly, Jack dressed in Morales' clothing and Bob in that of the German aviator. This arrangement was adopted because Jack could speak Spanish with considerable fluency and thus fitted into the role of the Mexican.
This French peasant took Harry to his little farm and hid him in the barn. There the man, his wife, and his granddaughters, looked after the injured aviator, feeding him and binding up his hurts. It was a great risk they took, and Harry Leroy knew it as well as they.
Something in the grave, thoughtful manner of Mr. King, however, caused him to defer his own anxiety and impatience. When they were inside the comfortable room where the aviator made his office, Mr. King turned to Dave with a very sober face. "I said I had bad news, Dashaway," he spoke, "and that's no mistake." "Then you failed to find Mr. Dale at Warrenton?" inquired Dave.
The airman sat before a desk littered up with a variety of papers. One of these Dave noticed as he entered, was a detailed drawing of an immense airship. "Oh, arrived, eh?" spoke the aviator with a pleasant smile, as the boys came into view. "Glad of it. Get comfortable seats and we'll have a little chat." The boys settled themselves in camp chairs, Mr.
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