Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1913-09-19
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OF twenty aerodromones was ready at
6uemeg and its crew was practicing
maneuvers day after day. They were
working on n more machine, as Ro.
sitta was superstitious, believing that
the number t~wenty-one was her lucky
one.
The European monarchs had all
signed d decree demanding the right
of restoring a standing army, and this
demand had been sent to the peace
committee In Washington.
This request was couched in re-
spectful terms, but conveyed the infor.
nation that In case the same was re-
fused the European countries would
act according to their own convictions.
No mention was made of the aerodro-
none feet, but American secret
agents had discovered the existence OF
this feet and a shrewd reporter Oh
the Hourly Stylograph managed to
gain the information. Whole pages
advertised the fact that 1t was ready
to swoop down upon the American
continent and conquer 1t. Then the
rival papers took it VI and vivid fam
cies were printed; some declared that
Napoleon Edison was held a prisoner,
and would be compelled to Join the
European forces to ave his life.
In the meantime thu congress and
the peace committee considered the
European demand.
Amrosio Hale. vice-president, deliv-
cred a great address, urging the union
to isolate the American continent
again.
What need have we of European
commerce and troubles? The Amerit
can continent is ours, we love 1t and
we can live on It The Gray stations
have been kept In order and we. can
easily cut ourselves of from those
warning countries. We will not be the
losers" So his address ram. He sat
down amid tremendous applause.
However. another orator arose and
propounded opposite reasons for open
ports and no determination was
reached.
Astra and her mother-in-law were
sitting In the library at the Crystal
Palace depressed and sad. The uncer-
tainty of Napoleon's fate caused long,
sleepless nights.
Thus they had lived, day after day.
hopefully and fearfully.
The life of the woman who had
been the handspring of all their
troubles was different. The Princess
Rositta had never been happier than
nn~v Tha xwva~Ru- A~sk aw0d~Nxoau
was finished, and she, like a general.
would drill her flying squadron per
sonally.
Rositta had acquired great skill In
handling the ae~rodromone, and she
could execute the capturing act very
easily. She was loved by the whole
crew, which was composed of men
from noble families.
These men admired their leader,
they were hypnotized by her charms
and she handled them so that they
we're, as one man, ready to give their
lives for her.
After q successful neu day
ROSETTA gave the order to her men to
gather in the large hall. The hall was
the schooiroom where Santos taught
them the art Of aviation in theory.
There were forty men in all-young,
vigorous, brave and bold. When Ro-
sitta entered, followed by her hus-
band. a cheer rang out: "Hurrah for
our ~princessi"
She walked to the platform, and her
clear voice rang through the hall:
"Gentlemen!" The silence was in
tense. ." have called you together to
explain the situation. The American
continent has voluntarily taken from
US Europeans, children of a different
caste, a different race, our most cher
ished traditions. There is not one
among you who Is not a nobleman.
You all know the situation and Eu.
ropes eyes rest on us. Europe is
awaiting our action to restore the old
order of things. We have the might
Think of these words: We have the
might Therefore, we have the right!
The aerodromone fotilla is my own
property. Think this owe and on
sideri
"Is 1t right that THAT we-should
obey orders that come from powerless
rulers? That we, the gallant aerial
feet, should consider those who are
held to the ground? That we who
have the might should obey anyone
else except the one we choose?
Gentlemen, we were all born to be
rulers, or I would not have selected
you as my aviators. Gentlemen You
must select one Of US for our COM
mander, and we will rule the world"
"Hurrah for the queeni Hurrah for
the queen of the airl Hurrah for
Queen Rositta!"
How sweet that sounded Il the beau
tiful woman! A tear glistened in her
eye. She ran into their arms and
kissed one after another. The last
wac Santos, and he was the least en-.
thusiastic of them all.
ROSETTA. queen of the airi