The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1915-06-24
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 | He won He never knew how far the enemy planes had pursued or whether they had come near him or not. He knew only that suddenly there was a yellow band of sandy land deep, deep under him. that the next instant trees and hills swept past like little color prints, and then he came to earth.
 Then he heard the roar of motor on one side of him and the roar of mo tor on the other Hands upr' shouted man in khaki, leaning from the side of a swaying. drunkenly rolling car. He put mp his hands, laughing hyster- icaHy
 Fifteen minutes later the telephone bells rang in the forts on Fishers is land, Plum island, in the Narragansett harbor defenses and in the headquar- ters of the field army. 1t told them that the enemy transports were thirty miles south of Nantucket island, stand ing In for Block Island sound or Long Island.
 Up from Fishers island under the Connecticut shore mounted an army hydroaeroplane. It rose 2.Oo0 feet and circIed there with such graceful. steady wheelings that despite it's constant 4 spirals like a sleepy gull. Under the two fiers in the machine lay the east ern entrance of Long Island sound the water gate to New York, with half open jaws, whose fangs were the guns of Fishers island on the north and Plum island on the south. Utterly harmless and innocuous seemed those two jaws, for not even the keenest eye could make out from above anything more savage than grassy mounds and daintfly graded slopes of earth. Not zseven the sharpest glass could see with 5 in those pretty models in relief the dragons of twelve inch mortars that squatted in hidden pits sixteen in a @ group or the sleek, graceful rifled can non, whose secret machinery could swing their thirty-dye tons upward in an Instant and as instantly withdraw them after they had spat out their half ton-of shot
 Between the guarding jaws there was deep Water-deep and beautifully green One of the air men spoke to the other There they go.s he said. nod ding to indicate the water below. Both looked They looked into fifty feet of ocean, but their height made it but as a thick pane of dim green glass. They saw things moving. deep down. They were sleek and gray. like small whales. But they had shouts longer and sharp CT than any whale that ever suaIn. Three of them there were, moving out to sea through the entrance, steadily, at about ten knots an hour.
 The forts and the army headquaF- ters caught a wireless from the air The enemy feet was Approaching Block island. said the message The enemy had formed in columns ejacu- lated the fleeing machines, with de stroyers and light cruisers in advance and the transports. gripped on all sides by armored ships, were coming on in echelon formation. eight cable lengths or 4,80O feet apart There was no feint now. They were sweeping straight at the land. But where would they | strike Would they land at Long Is land to march their army to New York or would they strike at Rhode Island or the southern coast of Massachu- sets?
 Boston was sure that they would come at Massachusetts Neyv York roared with the news that it's own Long Island coast was the enenlyss ob- ject- But though the cities were shak- en with panic, there were no mobs now. Noise and fear and medley of advice and demand and anger there were but no mobs The cities had han E dled their mobs with long ccrdons o1 silent, stout. unimagfnative police and with fremen who brought out clangine engines and hose.
 On "a DrcadnoHgllt in the van of the < conveying fleet stood the admiral oi 2 the armada. He was speaking witt the ships captain as they paced uI and down the bridge Everyw here enormously long polished black cannon fhrust Their supple bodies out of tur rets. Like the peering heads of ser pents, the guns of the secondary bat teries looked out from bow to stern Everywhere stood officers and men al quarters. Yet there was a placid strangely peaceful quiet over the whoI, gray, tall, bristlings machine. Except for it's appearance it might have beer q pleasure yacht
 It's a lovely shore" the admiral was saying, Some beautiful estates an6 charming people. was delightfully."- entertained within five miles of where we shall land It seems a rough re turn for hospitality, but one does fol ones country what one would not do helloi''
 The, Dreadnought's circling destroy CTS were coming at the ship headlong The captain Ieaped to the rail. Before he got there the ships port battery crashed 4 signalman pointed at the water fifty yards off. Something Iike staring, hooded eye had looked from the sea for moment.
 It was the last thing the sfgnaImar saw on earth The Dreadnought shud dered, While its guns were still firing it lifted with jerk as a man would lift if caught by an upward swing un der the jaw. A great, queerly muffie6 explosion shook it. For perhaps a min ute it tore along under the impetus o1 it's own speed, but it did not move smoothly It jolted like a cart going over a rough road; then 1t began te