Word: fogs
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...Joseph ("Fog Horn") Westwood (diminutive Laborite M. P., leaping up and pointing at Colonel Lane-Fox) : "The coward! The dirty, dastardly coward! My aged1 father has been locked out of his work at the mines, and this dastard says my father isn't going to defend my mother...
...first you could see them. Then you could not. Suddenly again the first horse was apparent, a flying neck with a man hunched against it; the field stood clear for a moment, then active silhouets on the hilltop. They were lost again, in the rain-shapes of fog, flying to no destination more real than the unknown termination of a myth. What horse was leading? It might be Sir Abe Bailey's Lex, an entry which Lady Astor gave the miners in South Wales as a tip to win. It might be Colorado,* the favorite on which a total...
...evening of the second day they sighted land through the cloud rack, Point Barrow. The last 850 miles had been through fog banks and snow. Ice had been forming on the Norge's rigging and gondola, thence the engine vibration shook it loose in big pieces. The pieces were dropping on the whizzing propellers, to be batted viciously into the gas bag. As a hog will cut its throat swimming, the soaring Norge was perforating her own belly. The crew swarmed everywhere applying patches...
...Norge over Russia, causing her to wallow and pitch like a great grey air whale, changed to following winds that added speed and made life more endurable for the wakeful voyagers, forced to stand close-packed in their unheated gondola. Bear Island was raised and passed without the fog complications that had been feared. Then the southern capes of Spitzbergen loomed dimly and the aeronauts established radio contact with operators at Kings Bay, who had listened all night to the whine of the Norge's instrument asking for compass directions, reporting all was well...
...laden, the monoplane Alaskan had not been able to soar over the 10,000-foot peaks this time. Wilkins, his right arm fractured, had sat grimly by in the cockpit while Eielson felt his way between peaks at 9,000 feet. Once, a mountainside had rushed out of the fog so close in front that the plane's right landing wheel missed a snow bank by inches. At Barrow, clouds and a split propeller had frustrated three attempted return flights. Wilkins advised Major Lanphier, his second-in-command, to bide at Fairbanks for good weather before going to join...