Word: lifts
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...painted on her engine gondolas and fuselage. It was on the plains of Westbury and perhaps a thousand people stood about, shivering in overcoats. The morning was not so chilly, but they were excited. In a, few minutes this plane would rush down a long, specially built dirt runaway, lift into the air, skim, climb, circle and head off for the Atlantic, Newfoundland, Ireland, Paris...
...Also he knew that now, with a last-moment extra fuel tank added, the ship weighed 28,845 Ib. Earlier tests had come out decimal perfect; Designer Igor Sikorsky knew his business; the three Gnome-Rhone-Jupiter motors had demonstrated their power conclusively and would doubtless lift the whole weight free as a bird. But still, that "dolly" . . . However, Mechanic Islamoff said nothing...
...home to rest. She watched the grim ocean, lamenting. At seven o'clock of the third evening, Mrs. Ravmitzky stood at the foot of 21st Street, still muttering her lament. Occasionally a barrel stave or water-logged tomato was carried to her feet by the surf. In the lift of one wave she thought she saw her son, lying on his side with arms beseeching; but the vision passed as the wave fell in a dull smother. The next wave was empty. Mrs. Ravmitzky watched its cruel curve and pounding explosion, when, in the hissing sheet of dirty foam...
...afternoon last week a plane, sweeping for a landing, sideslipped, twirled awkwardly down to death. From the aerodrome on the bank a boat put out, men floundered into the water/ worked desperately to extricate the officer and mechanic in the cockpit. The latter, one Samuel Schultz, was easy to lift out, but the plunging engine had jammed the officer's leg, crushed in his chest. "Easy, boys," he said over and over in a dry, thin voice. Two hours later, in the Naval Hospital, he died-Commander John Rodgers, U.S.N...
...mosquito-like speck over the ocean, then an ephemeral insect frame, then a droning, then a roaring seaplane that circled Darwin Heads and harbor, over the blasting sirens of steamers and warships, then a tired great gull floating on Fannie Bay off the naval aviation grounds. Mechanics swarmed to lift the craft (a big De Havilland biplane) ashore and fit her with wheels; she was to fly on, over desert and bush, to Sydney and Melbourne. And Pilot Alan Cobham, his hand wrung red with congratulations, regaled officials with the story of his 10,000-mile flight from England...