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Secrets of the Andes

Chapter 8 No.8

Word Count: 1322    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

in th

ved to the little group below until it faded from view. The

sent the machine to a new high altitude. Past the city of Washington, a

s, gazing out at the wonderful pano

the Potomac River over there, and away off in the

fastest automobile. The comfortable enclosed cabin kept out the fierce roar of the wind, and heavy insulati

e than an hour. Then, after leaving this city behind, they passed

should happen while they were out here above the boundless water, with no place near on which to land? It

was surprised that they ha

d Mr. Holton. "We probably won't see any

hen viewed at that altitude, appeared to be at a standstill. Just

mselves in a heavy cloud, which hid the ocean from view. It was

" mused Joe, gazing intently

me from Mr. Holton. "If it does, we

cloud and once more could see the ocean

through the telephone. "Be sure a

although he hesitated to put the question before Karl

ning clouds hovered near, as if to warn the air travelers to seek a

which almost took their breath away. It lasted but

?" asked Joe, who

answered a litt

sked. "I did that to see if we

l?" inquired Mr. Wa

teered over to the east, too. We

the dark mass of clouds that they would have been forced

ight of a little group of islands, and in the dis

d Mr. Wallace jubilantly. "That large is

uld command a good view of the country below them. It was for the most part wild and uninhab

the thermometer. As they were traveling evenly, it was safe to open t

ed Karl, as they passed over a large cluster of islands. "Maybe we'd better land there, at least f

long black line stretching out of sight to their left. That line gradual

mountain, with a cone-like top that

sent the monoplane downward. He found it necessary to make a spiral landi

came up to meet them. Then they felt the

ng at the cabin door. "That is,

ane and stretched freely. While they had not been cramped, they

ning and looking at the green jungle

the island," Mr. Wallace told them.

bit, though, to sat

aking a tramp toward the high peak, the explorers

pt cold in a thermos jug, served as a meal, and pr

n the shade of the monoplane, the

fly for over five hundred miles without seeing a trace of an islan

. The sky remained clear and light, not giving

sky was becoming dark and threatening. A fierce wind was blowing with a

yond the storm area. He speeded up to over a hundred and fifty mil

uld not escape the heavy

o a much higher altitude, thinking it mi

rush and a roar, the tropi

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