The Airship Golden Hind""
en miles an hour, the "Golden Hind" maintained her altitude for the best part of half an hour before any attempt was m
y to the navigation-room, where he found the baronet an
rved Fosterdyke. "That's prohibited for p
ted over a prohibited area. Hang it all! The balloonist couldn't control
r, but less distinct, could be seen the distinctive lights of The Needles and Hurst Castle. Then a curved line of glittering pin-points--the esplanade lamps of Bournemouth. To the south-west the lesser glare of Swanage and beyond the glow of Anvil Point Lighthouse. Lesser lights
ght, but to the veteran airmen there was little new, except perhaps that in the place of star-shells, searchlights, "flaming-o
d at a clock set
announced l
sed air, were roaring. Swaying slightly under the resistance of the gas-bag overhead, the airship gather
terdyke. "Switch on the navigation lights, Keny
oice tube. Promptly one of t
per, indicating the helm. "Follow
d the man, peering into the b
g Peter and Kenneth. "There won't be much doing to-night, I hope, so you may as
abin. Here, although adjoining one of the motor-rooms, there was
brought from Blandford station and put on board only a few minutes before the "Golden Hind" pa
onfided Kenyon. "Doesn't seem quite the
exclaimed his companion. "Turn in as sharp as you
st impression was that he was being roused by his batman, and that
unced the airman. "I've
nned his clothes that the "Golden Hind" was pitching considerably. Peter, sound asleep, wa
exchange a few words with the air-m
n answer to Kenneth's enquiry. "If things go
elieving pilot clambered up the ladder and gained the navigation-room. F
O.K. Doing eighty, and there's a stiff following wind--force five. Altitude 5500, course S. ? W
had been relieved, then, giving anoth
tion at 1.15 A.M.," he announced. "An airship
ompetito
gaged in a race against time. We were passing over Belle Isle, on the French coast, at the ti
, possibly," s
mmunition to Ireland. I signalled her,
almost anywhere and at any time, but rarely if ever did he sleep for more than five hours at a stretch. Even
blunt nose of the gas-bag, the port side tinted a rosy red as the growing light glinted on it, the starboard side showing dark grey against the sombre sky. A thousand feet below were rolling masses of clouds, their nether edges suffused by dawn. Between the rifts in the bank of vapour was apparently a black, unfathomable void, for as yet the first signs of another day were
as a totally different sensation from being in an aeroplane when the 'bus entered a "pocket." It reminded Kenyon of a lift being alternately started up
esponsibility of maintaining a constant altitude by the fact that the airship was automat
man. "She'll be steadier
ontal position. For the present the "Golden Hind" was kept up solely by the lift of the brodium in the ballonets.
n was engaged in making an entry in the
way in which her namesake did, but on a friendly voyage across a country
untains reared themselves so high in the air that the "Golden Hind"
is orders the airship's speed had been sensibly diminished. He inten
whom the duties of officer of the wa
rved, genially addressing
plied Kenyon, "but a
Peter. "The cook's dished
. He was anxious to see how the "Gol
large quantity of brodium was being exhausted from the alternate ballonets into the pressure-flasks, until there was only enough "lift"
d to the air mechanics standing by the six
Golden Hind" pitch. She settled down to a rapid, steady m
izontal and vertical rudders only. Saves
rmissible, sir
he Spanish have an exhibition of an airship making a spinning nose-dive or loopin
m the mechanics that the electric current would be simultaneously cut off from the six motors,
ordered F
nition. The propellers made a few more "revs." and then came to a standstill. In almost absolute silence, save fo
n gripped the
exclaimed
ating well-watered plain between the Montes del Toledo and the Sierra Morena. Six thousand fee
at's all," decl
otested Kenneth. "
somewhat difficult matter, owing to the refraction of the triplex glass in front of the navigation
Apparently it had just left its shed and was heading in a south-easterly dir
It's a Fritz! I can spot the b
calmly, "Count Karl von Sinzig has