Night FlightAn adventure story about the men who risked their lives flying the first commercial air mail routes in the early 1930's. |
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Page 9
... he ventured to turn on a lamp, making the cockpit bright with polished fittings
and then, as on a submarine about to dive, watched his passage into night upon
the dials only. Nothing shook or rattled, neither gyroscope nor altimeter flickered
...
... he ventured to turn on a lamp, making the cockpit bright with polished fittings
and then, as on a submarine about to dive, watched his passage into night upon
the dials only. Nothing shook or rattled, neither gyroscope nor altimeter flickered
...
Page 32
He owed his escape to the violent air-currents which had driven him up to twenty-
five thousand feet. "I guess they held me all the way just above the level of the
peaks." He mentioned his trouble with the gyroscope and how he had had to shift
...
He owed his escape to the violent air-currents which had driven him up to twenty-
five thousand feet. "I guess they held me all the way just above the level of the
peaks." He mentioned his trouble with the gyroscope and how he had had to shift
...
Page 111
Every thirty seconds Fabien bent down into the cockpit to check the gyroscope
and compass. He dared not light the dim red lamps which would have dazzled
his eyes for some moments, but the luminous dial- hands were ceaselessly
emitting ...
Every thirty seconds Fabien bent down into the cockpit to check the gyroscope
and compass. He dared not light the dim red lamps which would have dazzled
his eyes for some moments, but the luminous dial- hands were ceaselessly
emitting ...
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Contents
SERVICE | 15 |
THE SOUND OF THE DISTANT ENGINE SWELLED | 21 |
RIVIERE GLANCED AT THE PILOT | 31 |
Copyright | |
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