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I searched for an outlet, but the clouds closed in and in a moment I was hopelessly lost in a blanket of cold drenching mist. I could hardly see the outlines of my machine and had no idea of my position with reference to the earth. In the excitement of this new adventure I forgot the speed-dial, and it was not until I heard the air screaming through the wires that I remembered it.
As for non-musical birds well, they all sing after a fashion, and there is no doubt that crows, at least, are extremely jealous of their prerogative of flight. My biplane was flying itself. I had nothing to do other than to give occasional attention to the revolution counter, altimetre, and speed-dial. The motor was running with perfect regularity.
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