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Our officer ordered all her gleaming black underpaint off, also her pure white topside enamelling with the gold decorations here and there; then he swabbed her top and bottom with that dull blue-gray which the naval sharps say does blend best with a deep-sea background. She had the prettiest little lounging-room.

If Tickler doesn't turn us into a nation of photo-memory constant-creative-flow geniuses in six months, I'll come live topside." "You mean because a lot of people are standing around glassy-eyed listening to something mumbling in their ear that it's a good thing?" "Gussy, you don't know progress when you see it. Tickler is the greatest invention since language.

"Nothing could have been more sensible, you see, cap'en; and Ching Wang's got his head screwed on straight." "And where is this boat ye're going in?" "Sampan, go long now," returned Ching Wang, motioning with his hand to the water below the stern. "Go long chop chop, soon lilly pijjin come down topside."

"We will!" quoth Michael J. Murphy with conviction. Two weeks later the old Costa Rica, looking somewhat youthful in a new coat of black paint and with a huge American flag painted on each topside, slipped quietly out of San Francisco in ballast and for the last time turned her nose toward Panama.

Roy shrugged his great shoulders. 'There's nothing else for it. We can't make a ravine. What price taking up a position here behind these rocks and trying to fight 'em off? We've got plenty of cartridges. Ken shook his head. 'No earthly use. They could get round above us. We shouldn't have a dog's chance. 'Then we'd best shift on topside, replied Roy coolly.

Then the Gaucho reported radar-contact with the Keegarkan ship, which had begun to turn in a hairpin-shaped course and was coming south down the Konk Valley. After that, the Gaucho began reporting directly, and her topside identification-light went out. "... doused our lights; we're down in the valley, altitude about a thousand feet.

A moment later, after the screen flashed and went black twice, they were looking across the topside landing stage from a pickup at one corner. A slim fighter-bomber, with square-tipped, backswept, wings, was jetting up in almost perpendicular flight; another was coming in toward the landing stage, and, as they watched, a flight of rockets leaped forward from under its wings.

"That's the reason we'd like to know what's in it now. "Now you er gittin' on ma'shy groun'," replied Uncle Remus. "Dat's de p'int. Dat's w'at make me say w'at I duz. I bin knowin' dat jug now gwine on sixty-fi' year, an' de jug w'at's more seetful dan dat jug ain't on de topside er de worrul.

"Have we been assigned a landing ramp?" "I'll check topside, sir," answered the cadet, turning back to the intercom. "Control deck to radar deck. Check in!" "Radar bridge, aye," drawled a lazy voice over the speaker. "Are we cleared for landing, Roger?" "Everything clear as glass ahead, Tom," was the calm reply. "We're steady on orbit and we touch down on ramp seven.

The Mark 6 ticklers showed some purpose, though I couldn't tell you what, but as far as I could see the Mark 3s and 4s were just cootching their mounts to death Chinese feather torture. Giggling, gasping, choking ... gales of mirth. People are dying of laughter ... ticklers!... the irony of it! It was the complete lack of order and sanity and that let me get topside.