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Trackers of the Fog Pack

Chapter 9 No.9

Word Count: 1467    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

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the San Diego aviation grounds, having taken

If there was fog gathering some hundreds of miles distant along the route of the air mail cour

entioned, after they had dismissed the taxi close to the

oors of the hangar; "just as well that we don't have our troubles strike us be

se; ships were coming and going at this early time in the eveni

present to help push their bus out to the runway-it would not be the first occa

ircraft in which they had been taking trips for weeks past, (and about whom a halo of mystery hovered) might come nosing around, offering to lend a hand, but really hoping to pick up a few words that would expl

Perk had followed his mate aboard, and was already busying himse

l?" called

gun, partner!"

d the throttle toward his chest. Down the slight slope they started, gathering more headway with every second until th

an to rise like a bird, passing well over t

uccess awaited them, or failure, perhaps even death; for they were bound on an errand to a country where the majes

en them as soon as they entered the danger zone. But then that was the way with Perk, who loved adventure and close calls, and was

ng to the beacon-lighted trail of the air mail up to a certain point; when they must abandon those welcome markers tha

e in a satisfactory fashion when it became necessary. But for this wise preparedness they would have had to shout at the top of their lungs in order to

be able to note as many as three flashing beacons at the same time, from the four thousand foot ceiling at which

as if eager to ask some sort of question that was on his mind. Under such

partner, if yeou troubled to as

demanded Ja

ey kin keep on the right track-who'd lose his way with them friendly

nts of wind breaking out of deep canyons; then, too, if anything goes wrong aboard their boat to make a safe landing on such rocky ground is full of all kinds of difficulties. No, the air mail pilot doesn't have such a sweet time of it as

all pilots git up agin hard fixes onct in a while, where the finest flash beacons in the hull world caint help 'em any. I kin understand haow it aint possible to lamp them lights atall thro

ncern, Perk. No danger of it's being

n aour tail right along," protested the watchf

ing use of his lights, that's all; and he's attending to his usual business. When we sheer off to the east soon now, lea

ou, that's all," and with that Perk lapsed into si

r time

his map understood the time was close at hand for him to alter his course, and tur

rwards and Perk

ons more than before, now that they were about at the end of their string, with the whole world of mountainous ground facing them, so ful

delightful, Perk, since I'm just goin

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