s-w-i-s-h

Updated: May 28, 2025

The sky was rent from end to end by jagged lightning. With a deafening roar the thunder broke, rumbling and crashing in the sultry air. S-w-i-s-h! The rain came in torrents, tearing at the storm curtains. It beat frantically at them with a noise like that of surf on a beach. But inside the boys were snug and dry, and the Wondership forged steadily forward. It was a weird experience for the boys.

Richard Bonner - The Boy Inventors' Radio Telephone