Bill Barnes Air Adventurer, July 1935 — page 42: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

40 BILL BARNES ing the Sahara at this time of year is no set-up. The sirocco is blowing.” ‘““What’s the sirocco?” Sandy asked. “A south wind off the Sahara,’ Bill said. “It’s called the sirocco or simoom. It drives them crazy in Italy—blows continuously until they are all ex- hausted.” “Tt wouldn’t be any place for Shorty,” Sandy said. “He'd be tired in half an hour.” But after a hasty dinner in the sale-d- manger of their hotel Sandy was the first one to crawl into his massive bed with mountainous feather covers. Five “Right, Bill,’ Sandy said. His voice was cool and calm now. For a brief in- stant a gray plane came under his sights. The breech of the one-pounder burned against his cheek. wae red ‘ 8, es ' minutes later he was doing outside loops in his dreams. While Bill and Shorty went over their maps and charts and weather reports Cy and Red Gleason wandered out into the street where the “féte Mosambique’”’ was in progress. Attended by the dis- cordant noises and loud smells of an Arab gathering, the heat, dust, dirt and dogs were more than they could stand. Comiclhool< (©