some maneuvering, the staggering feat was done. Under heavy pressure, he landed on the bleak coast in full view of the heaving ocean.
The danger over, Smith, the passenger, jumped from his seat with the change of countenance of a man risen from the dead. He evidently thought that for the rest of his life he would be living on borrowed time after what he had just been through. He recovered himself sufficiently, however, to lend his aid to Hardy in sheltering the flyer from the wind and threatening rain. Then the two proceeded to the lighthouse.
The wireless operator of the Kitty Hawk Station, who was in temporary charge, bubbled over with delight on seeing the new arrivals. The regular keeper had been removed to his home in a serious condition, he reported with a wealth of detail.
The doctor hurried off to his patient.
"Just given you up," he pursued, "and was looking for one deuce of a time. What with a storm roaring and bellowing, and the chance of my apparatus being blown to kingdom come, I wasn't feeling very jimmy."
