Our Young Aeroplane Scouts in Germany; or, Winning the Iron CrossPorter, Horace
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Our Young Aeroplane Scouts in Germany; or, Winning the Iron Cross
Porter, Horace
World War, 1914-1918 -- Aerial operations -- Juvenile fiction
"Just like a balloon ascension at a county fair," observed Billy, as he
took his place as pilot in front of Roque.
"Something new here, I see," Henri calling the attention of his
aviation companion Schneider, to the fact that Stanislaws had provided
telephone helmets for each of the crews, whereby pilot and observer
could communicate with one another without yelling their heads off,
receivers over the ears and a transmitter close to the mouth.
"This will save my voice for singing," jollied Henri.
Schneider, remembering the vocal effort in the cellar, came back with
the expression of hope that the telephone invention would not serve to
that extent.
"Oh, but you are a jealous cuss," declared the boy, as he guided the
machine upward, in compliance with the signal given to all by Roque.
"We have all the advantage this time,"'phoned Billy to Roque, when the
flight was well under way; "if the outfit below is too heavy for us we
can stay out of reach; if we feel that we can lick them, a dive will
settle the question--our choice both ways."
For the first few miles all the creeping figures below were of the
friendly forces, but with the onrush of the aëroplanes all traces of
the camp were obliterated and only a trackless waste presented itself
to the view of the lofty travelers.
Directly, Schneider reported to his pilot that the farm enclosure was
just ahead, with its yellow ribbon border, which the river wound around
it.
The observers on the four biplanes gave the premises a thorough looking
over with their glasses, but had no announcement to make of any human
movement below.
Separating the machines, each distant from the other several hundred
yards, the pilots guided northward, at reduced speed, and within a few
hundred feet from the ground.
Some twenty miles forward, the little fleet encountered a snowstorm,
and the earth was already covered with a dazzling white carpet.
A range of hills forced a higher flying altitude, and in an atmosphere
growing decidedly chilly. The aviators were quickly compelled to close
their coats at the throat, and to huddle down in the protecting folds
of their service blankets.
On a high level, Roque instructed Billy to make a stop, so that the
long sitting airmen might work the cramp out of their joints by a
brisk runabout. The snow had little depth on the wind-swept plateau,
and landing could be made with smooth certainty.
A spot of blackened surface showed bare through the powdery snow
covering, indicating a recent campfire there.
"Trot out the coffee pot," Henri called to Schneider, "here are the
makings of a blaze."
The recent heavy rains had filled with water the rocky basins near at
hand, and the thin skim of ice now forming thereover was easily broken.
The Austrians elected tea as their special inspiration on the occasion,
and the rival fumes soon ascended from the spouts of coffee and teapots.
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