Roy Rockwood

On a Torn-Away World; Or, the Captives of the Great Earthquake


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       Roy Rockwood

      On a Torn-Away World; Or, the Captives of the Great Earthquake

      Published by Good Press, 2019

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      EAN 4064066230418

       I. SHOT INTO THE AIR!

       CHAPTER I

       CHAPTER II

       CHAPTER III

       CHAPTER IV

       CHAPTER V

       CHAPTER VI

       CHAPTER VII

       CHAPTER VIII

       CHAPTER IX

       CHAPTER X

       CHAPTER XI

       CHAPTER XII

       CHAPTER XIII

       CHAPTER XIV

       CHAPTER XV

       CHAPTER XVI

       CHAPTER XVII

       CHAPTER XVIII

       CHAPTER XIX

       CHAPTER XX

       CHAPTER XXI

       CHAPTER XXII

       CHAPTER XXIII

       CHAPTER XXIV

       CHAPTER XXV

       CHAPTER XXVI

       CHAPTER XXVII

       CHAPTER XXVIII

       CHAPTER XXIX

       CHAPTER XXX

       Table of Contents

      II. MARK HANGS ON

      III. THIS FLIGHT OF THE "SNOWBIRD" IV. "WHO GOES THERE?"

      V. BETWEEN TWO PERILS

      VI. ON THE WINGS OF THE WIND

      VII. DROPPED FROM THE SKY

      VIII. PHINEAS ROEBACH, OIL HUNTER

      IX. THE EARTHQUAKE

      X. THE BLACK DAY

      XI. THE WONDERFUL LEAP

      XII. THE GEYSER

      XIII. NATURE GONE MAD

      XIV. ON THE WING AGAIN

      XV. A PLUNGE TO THE ICE

      XVI. PROFESSOR HENDERSON REVEALS THE TRUTH

      XVII. ON AN ISLAND IN THE AIR

      XVIII. IMPRISONED IN THE ICE

      XIX. A NIGHT ATTACK

      XX. THE HEROISM OF THE SHANGHAI ROOSTER

      XXI. MARK ON GUARD

      XXII. THE WOLF TRAIL

      XXIII. THE FIGHT AT ALEUKAN

      XXIV. THE FLIGHT TOWARD THE COAST

      XXV. THE HERD of KADIAKS

      XXVI. THE ABANDONED CITY

      XXVII. THE WHALE HUNT ASHORE

      XXVIII. ON THE WHALING BARK

      XXIX. WHEN THE SEA ROLLED BACK

      XXX. AN ENDURING MONUMENT—CONCLUSION

      CHAPTER I

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      SHOT INTO THE AIR

      "Hurrah!" shouted Jack Darrow, flicking the final drops of lacquer from the paintbrush he had been using. "That's the last stroke. She's finished!"

      "I guess we've done all we can to her before her trial trip," admitted his chum, Mark Sampson, but in a less confident tone.

      "You don't see anything wrong with her, old croaker; do you?" demanded

       Jack, laughing as usual.

      "'The proof of the pudding is in the eating thereof; not in chewing the pudding bag string'," quoted Mark, still with a serious countenance.

      But like Jack he stood off from the great body of the wonderful airship, and looked the completed task over with some satisfaction. Having emergency wings, she was also a plane. She was white all over and her name was the Snowbird. Jack and Mark had spent most of their time during this vacation from their college in building this flying machine, which was veritably an up-to-the-minute aerial vehicle, built for both speed and carrying capacity.

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