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Updated: May 21, 2025
Illustrating the advantage of getting our freight direct, among the many instances which have occurred, that of the lost searchlight for the Strathcona comes to my mind.
Have the carriage shunted, and keep close guard over it until Mr. Narkom and I arrive." "Right you are, sir. Anything else?" "Yes. Have the station-master at the junction equip a hand-car with a searchlight, and send it here as expeditiously as possible. If anybody or anything has left this train between this point and Honor Oak Park, Mr.
We spoke of the Norwegian Henrick Ericksen. This is his most recent contribution to our armament." Fo-Hi rested on long yellow hand upon a kind of model searchlight. "I nearly committed the clumsy indiscretion of removing you with this little instrument," he said. "You recall the episode? Ericksen's Disintegrating Ray, Dr. Stuart.
He was absurdly uncertain of himself. She paused near him with the light pouring full upon her. Her eyes met his with a momentary questioning. Then ruthlessly she broke the spell. "Say, now!" she said in brisk, high tones. "Isn't that searchlight thing a real cute invention?" Merefleet shivered at the words. He did not answer her. The shock had been too great.
There was no doubt of it, the glow was growing less and less, and ten minutes later the Advance was speeding along through a sea as black as night. Then, to avoid running into some wreck, it was necessary to turn on the searchlight. "Are they still after us?" asked Mr.
Lord Hastings threw the wheel over with such violence that the motorboat careened desperately and all but capsized. Frank and Jack saved themselves from being thrown overboard by a quick grasp at the rail, to which they clung with all their might. And then, before Lord Hastings could flash the searchlight across the water, had such been his intention, a blinding glare lighted up The Hawk.
Of course the searchlight on Golden Hill was at once brought into play, and it chanced that as the beam swept the sea, five of our torpedo-boats were sighted, attempting to slip into the harbour.
Back once more in his office in a building on Forty-second Street, Mr. Hagan cut the end from a cigar and gazed out across the public library and the park at its back. The frosted glass of his hall door bore the legend, "The Searchlight Investigation Bureau. Private."
It was plain that this remorseless pursuit was worrying the commander of the Emden and that he did not know which way to turn to avoid his pursuer. Lord Hastings sniffed the air. "Feels like there would be a fog tonight," he said. "I hope it is not so dense as to dim the glow of the searchlight." But in this he was doomed to disappointment.
Casey strung into Searchlight one evening at dusk and camped on a little knoll behind the town hall, which was open beyond for grazing, and the village dogs were less likely to bother. Searchlight was not on his way, but miles off to one side.
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