Air pilots -- Juvenile fiction; Mystery and detective stories; Reporters and reporting -- Juvenile fiction
“It’s a pretty long job, Mr. Johnson. I should judge it would take two
weeks. As long as the ship has to be laid up, we might as well have it
checked over thoroughly. While they are working on the engine, we ought
to have the wings inspected internally, to see that all the fittings are
in shape and to see if any drag wires need tightening. We might need new
pins in the hinges of the control surfaces, and some of the control
cables may need replacing. The brakes should be taken up, too. In fact,
there’s no end of things that ought to be checked over. It’s a big job,
but it must be done. It isn’t safe to fly the ship any longer without a
complete overhaul.”
“That’s too bad,” said the managing editor, “but if it is necessary have
it done. The difficulty is not about the repairs, but about the loss of
the use of the plane. We simply can’t get along without a plane. Is
there a ship you can hire if the need arises?”
“Yes, sir. There’s an old open cockpit _Travelair-Whirlwind_ here, Mr.
Johnson. It’s an old-timer, but it has a good engine and flies well. We
can hire it for very little. But I suggest that you do not wait till the
need arises, for somebody else might have the plane out at the very
moment we want it.”
“Then go hire it at once, Jimmy, for as long a time as you think you
will be without your ship.”
“I think they will rush my work if I ask them to do it,” said Jimmy. “I
am sure they can have the job finished inside of two weeks. Suppose I
charter this old ship for that period.”
“Very well, if that is long enough. If it isn’t, make it longer. We
mustn’t be caught without a plane. You never can tell when a story will
break that will have to be covered by flight.”
Jimmy rented the old _Travelair-Whirlwind_ and had it moved to his
hangar. His own ship was rolled away to the shop, where the mechanics
could work at it conveniently. Then Jimmy transferred to his new plane
all the equipment that he ordinarily carried in his own ship—maps,
camera, flash-light, and similar necessary articles. Also, he got out
his flying suits, for now he would have to ride in the open.
It was well that Jimmy acted promptly about the old ship; for hardly had
he gotten her ready for flight before the managing editor was on the
wire again.
“Jimmy,” he said, “I’ll have to ask you to jump right out on another
flight. Is everything all right about your new plane?”
“Everything is O. K., Mr. Johnson. I’ve had her rolled into my hangar
and serviced. I’ve put all my outfit aboard of her. She’s ready to fly
at a minute’s notice, and so am I. Where do I go this time?”
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