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Title: The luck of the Dudley Grahams : as related in extracts from Elizabeth Graham's diary
Year: 1907 (1900s)
Authors: Haines, Alice Calhoun Day, Francis, 1863- , ill Stuart, Bertha, binding designer Institute of the Aeronautical Sciences (U.S.), former owner. DSI
Subjects: Airships
Publisher: New York : Henry Holt and Company
Contributing Library: Smithsonian Libraries
Digitizing Sponsor: Smithsonian Libraries

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ng the shrill war-cry. Whoop!Whoop! hurrah! hur-roo-o! For a moment I glared about me in terror. 292 The Luck of Was I in the workshop or the Canadian back-woods? Was the wildly whirling figure thatpranced and capered about me, now advancing,now retreating, my own little sister Ernie, or abloodthirsty Iroquois savage? Tve found it! Ive found it! shrilled thejubilant song. After all my hunts, Elizabeth!In the cuckoo-clock, under Hazards bed!—Andto think we nearly sent it to Manila! What are you talking about, Ernestine? Idemanded, severely. No matter what you havefound, you ought to be ashamed to shout so!You know that Miss Brown has a headache, andbesides I quite mistook you for an Indian! Ernie dropped down beside me, and flung herarms about my neck. Honey, she breathed,—its the contract,—the Dump-Cart Contract, atlast! Stuck between the pages of an old copyof Caylers Engineering Magazine! And tothink, we almost sent it to Manila T So! I understood. The room began to swim •/;
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Ive found it ! Ive found it ! The Dudley Grahams 293 about me. My head sank limply to Ernies sup-porting shoulder. *Dont you dare go and faint on me! threat-ened that unsympathetic young person. If youdo, ril spill water over your new rosebud stock.I mean it, Elizabeth! You shant! I retorted; and sat up, clutch-ing my precious embroidered collar with onehand, while I extended the other for the contract. Ernie picked up the yellow-backed magazine,which she had dropped in the window when shebegan her wild war-dance, and extracted a legal-looking document. Here it is, she said; and it was by themerest chance I found it. I knew there would benothing in Caylers to interest us, though somestray engineer in Manila might like it. And Iwas just about to put it with these other maga-zines we dont want,—when I noticed the date,and that made me think of dear father. So Iopened it, just to see what he had been reading. 294 The Luck of and the first thing I came on was the contract!Oh, Ehzabeth,

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