Bill Barnes Air Adventurer, July 1935 — page 28: what you’re looking at

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

26 gisést cabin was just to the rear. Ina large compartment that extended across the full width of the deck was a dining saloon and the living room of the crew, vit cate with a folding table and twin divans that could be made into bunks at night. An electric stove and refrigerator in the galley aft graced the workroom of old Charlie, the cook, and machine- gunner of the tail cockpit. On the bridge of the monster ship were dual controls and instruments, a Sperry automatic pilot under the pilot’s seat, wireless equipment, a new Kreusi radio compass and a “homing device.” An arrangement of built-in metal re- BILL BARNES = flectors gave the pilot and co-pilot ex- cellent visibility. Steps led downward from the bridge and pilot’s compartment to a machine- gunner’s cockpit in the nose mounted with a .50-caliber gun. Beneath his feet were the bomb sights and releases. In each of the wings, abaft the engine were inclosed machine-gunners’ pits similar to the one in the nose. A runway con- nected these two cockpits with the main fuselage enabling the two gunners sta- tioned there to go back and forth while the plane was in flight. “She’s a sweet thing, lad,” old Scotty MacClosky said, his words thick with his Scotch bur. “She'll do,” Bill said. ‘“You’re check- Shorty got to his feet with the gun in front of him. A man was sprawled out on the floor. CoOMmiclhool< CO