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Sun Spots, v. 4, issue 1, whole no. 13, December 1940
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December, 1940. SUN SPOTS Page 6. "Yes", said Bronson suddenly sobering,"thats what the majority of the people think! But I know that we can't fail. I've watched this ship built---spent days without sleep helping with the work---put my last dollar behind it---took her into the stratosphere for her first trial flight---and now I'm flying her across the Atlantic in a race that will prove to the U.S.government, and the people of the world, that rockets are superior than strato-planes;---yes, I know we can't lose;---No, we must not fail." At this moment a tall heavy man, even larher than Bronson, and heavier than Pug entered the cabin through the small metal hatch. His great size forced him to stoop, thus catching a small ray of the sinking sun, which reflected brightly on the thick lenses of his glasses. "Ah, good afternoon Dr. Von Brachet", grinned Bronson, arising from the pilot's seat to greet the new-comer,"Are the motors working well?" "Ya Captain Bronson", hissed the Doctor, his thick lips parting in a slight smile,"Mr. Larrney sent me up to tell you that everything is coming of according to schedule." "Fine, fine!" murnered the young captain, stepping to the glassite porthole. Glancing out he said: "Beautiful sight, eh doctor?" "Ya,"returned Von Brachet,"It is only too bad that Dr. Gordy himself is unable to be on board. He would be so happy to see that his rocket is working so fine." "Yes, it is toobad", admitted Bronson,"But it was at his own suggestion that General Lippitt go in his stead." "Humph", growled Pug,"Now dare's one fella dat makes me sick.Why Dr. Gordy would want him to go is a mystery to me!" "Well,", answered Bronson,"The Doctor figured that General Lippitt might put in a good word for us at the Defense Board meeting next week. This Lippitt is quite influential, probably more so than any other living person in the UUnited States today. After his fine record in the Second World War, he stands along with Pershing as the military genius of the 20th. century." "I still don't like him", hrumbled the ex-fighter. "I'd better be getting back to the rocket room" broke in Von Brachet, who had been standing, seemingly unconcerned with the conversation, looking out the glassite porthole."Larrney will be getting anxious if I don't return soon." "Just a second", said Bronson, returning to the control-seat. Jotting down a few notes on a piece of paper, he handed it to the Doctor. "Here", he explained,"Take this into Jackson in the radio-room, and have it radioed to New York at once. it's our position." "Ya whol" returned Von Brachet, and saluting he left the cabin. A few moments later Pug got up, stretched, and started to leave. "Where are you going Pug?" Asked Bronson with a grin. "Ah, it gets tiresome sittin' around doin' nothin'. I'm goin' in and talk with sparks--outside you see he's the only guy on this crate that I like. "Okay" laughed Bronson, and as Pug shuffled out, he returned to checking his charts. * * * * * * "Look" boomed the voice of "Fearless" Mike MacGannon,"That Rocket
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December, 1940. SUN SPOTS Page 6. "Yes", said Bronson suddenly sobering,"thats what the majority of the people think! But I know that we can't fail. I've watched this ship built---spent days without sleep helping with the work---put my last dollar behind it---took her into the stratosphere for her first trial flight---and now I'm flying her across the Atlantic in a race that will prove to the U.S.government, and the people of the world, that rockets are superior than strato-planes;---yes, I know we can't lose;---No, we must not fail." At this moment a tall heavy man, even larher than Bronson, and heavier than Pug entered the cabin through the small metal hatch. His great size forced him to stoop, thus catching a small ray of the sinking sun, which reflected brightly on the thick lenses of his glasses. "Ah, good afternoon Dr. Von Brachet", grinned Bronson, arising from the pilot's seat to greet the new-comer,"Are the motors working well?" "Ya Captain Bronson", hissed the Doctor, his thick lips parting in a slight smile,"Mr. Larrney sent me up to tell you that everything is coming of according to schedule." "Fine, fine!" murnered the young captain, stepping to the glassite porthole. Glancing out he said: "Beautiful sight, eh doctor?" "Ya,"returned Von Brachet,"It is only too bad that Dr. Gordy himself is unable to be on board. He would be so happy to see that his rocket is working so fine." "Yes, it is toobad", admitted Bronson,"But it was at his own suggestion that General Lippitt go in his stead." "Humph", growled Pug,"Now dare's one fella dat makes me sick.Why Dr. Gordy would want him to go is a mystery to me!" "Well,", answered Bronson,"The Doctor figured that General Lippitt might put in a good word for us at the Defense Board meeting next week. This Lippitt is quite influential, probably more so than any other living person in the UUnited States today. After his fine record in the Second World War, he stands along with Pershing as the military genius of the 20th. century." "I still don't like him", hrumbled the ex-fighter. "I'd better be getting back to the rocket room" broke in Von Brachet, who had been standing, seemingly unconcerned with the conversation, looking out the glassite porthole."Larrney will be getting anxious if I don't return soon." "Just a second", said Bronson, returning to the control-seat. Jotting down a few notes on a piece of paper, he handed it to the Doctor. "Here", he explained,"Take this into Jackson in the radio-room, and have it radioed to New York at once. it's our position." "Ya whol" returned Von Brachet, and saluting he left the cabin. A few moments later Pug got up, stretched, and started to leave. "Where are you going Pug?" Asked Bronson with a grin. "Ah, it gets tiresome sittin' around doin' nothin'. I'm goin' in and talk with sparks--outside you see he's the only guy on this crate that I like. "Okay" laughed Bronson, and as Pug shuffled out, he returned to checking his charts. * * * * * * "Look" boomed the voice of "Fearless" Mike MacGannon,"That Rocket
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