One bright day last week two young girls from London rowed out from Leysdown Beach near Sheerness. England, after a child's ball that had floated away. Drifting a quarter-mile from shore they noticed near them a line of buoys that seemed to mark no reef, boat-mooring, fishnet or lobster-pot. As they gazed at this strange sight, five planes roaring out from the land circled over them. The girls suddenly crouched cowering in the bottom of their rowboat when the five began to dive on the innocent-seeming line of buoys, blazing away with...
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