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HUNTING A FORTUNE When I left England I had made up my mind that I would not return until I had saved £20,000. Gold digging showed no sign of …
FRESH START The magnetos had returned with the dope-resisting paint, and one morning I set about fixing and timing them. I had not had much to do with motors, …
The Gipsy Moth was ready at last for rigging again, and the ground outside the cargo shed had become an island meeting-place. Some volunteers carried the float undercarriage out, …
One morning Roley took me aside. ‘Look here, Chicko, he said, ‘I know another girl who would help with the sewing. ‘Who’s that?’ ‘Ah, ha! said he. I thought, …
Panic came in a big wave. It was a new overwhelming panic that paralysed my brain; I wanted to tear wildly through the bush. I knew that I had …
This farmland had not long been reclaimed from virgin bush. It had been felled, and a year later burnt. Trunks of two to three feet in diameter had survived …
We did all our own cooking, and Arthur baked the bread. I tried one baking, but it was too hard to eat. Every other Sunday it was my turn …
Feeling rather a failure, I packed my things and, crossing from North Island to South Island by steamer, I set off for the west coast. This meant crossing the …