ZEPPELINS AND DEMOCRACY
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Some of us laughed. Gradually the ominous
stirring subsided. Every one sat still until by and
by the lights came on and we looked at each other
and smiled. A man ran in, crying breathlessly:
"Holyhead light! I say, I can see Holyhead light!"
A great sigh went up. We all crowded to the front deck to watch that red and friendly greeting.
