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TIM O'CASEY’S WRECKING CREW “| SAW THIS 3-PHASE MODEL MISSILE SOAR UP TO 500 FT. AT 150 MPH” Crowds gasp as first stage Aerobee-Hi model blasts off with a whoosh—soars during second stage to 500 feet, fires its 3rd stage nose cone, then parachutes gently down for new By ROY W. NELSON HAVE JUST WITNESSED the | Tidewa at the Space Age for every model rocket fan... every scientific experimenter +++ every hobby craftsman, I saw.a dream come to life for every man and youth who wants the first-hand thrill of experimenting on his own with realistic, yet completely safe, rocket launchings . . . | people who want to break the | barrier and soar into the in- | describably exciting world of space exploration. I watched a sensational new missile MODEL streak straight up into the sky at 150 miles an hour . . . then return safe to earth for launching over and over again. The flights I | saw . . . only a sample of thousands of identically successful Jaunchings . . . were so ama- zing that I am convinced both youand your children or young telatives will be eager to as- semble one of these breath- taking modc!s at once! Exact Replica of Navy's Missile AtPeak City ProvingGround, a mile outside of Colorado Springs, I was invited to cover a typical series of pushbutton launchings of | “Acrobee-Hi". .. the new, incred- ibly realistic, 1/20th-scale OPER- ATING MODEL of the missile Acrobee-Hi will establish you ot @ tecket pioneer in your neighborhood, while learning principles of rockelry. launchings. developed by the U. S. Navy to explore the rim of outer space. ‘A hush came over the crowd aswe heard thecount-down: "Five, four, three, two, one...”... then . Whoosh! Fourteen inches of gleaming beauty gasped with the birth-pangs of power! For a split second the missile hovered over its launching pad. Then... it streaked straight up into the blue! Higher, higher it soared. I couldn’t help thinking, “This the kind of takeoff scientists and military men pray for at White Sands, and Cape Canaveral.” Parachute A Spectacular Show, Too! T listened. From high above | the proving ground a faint pop! ‘Assembly of the Aerobee-Hi Kit it a thrill os this authentic, scientific mi model comes 10 life in your he reached my ears, The model’s un- | canny automatic timer was eject- | ing the nose cone at the very summit of flight . . . 500 feet | straight up! T saw the sun’s rays catch a perfect miniature parachute as it | bellowed out... mushroomed over | its cushion of air... then started its gentle descent to earth. Down, down it floated toward the other side of the field. Yells of excitement sprang from the crowd fe raced over to be “in” at the landing! There, settling as softly as thistledown, was the complete assembly with every part intact =. . missile, parachute, all in perfect condition after its flight high up into space and back, I watched as. “Acrobee-Hi" was reloaded with another absolutely safe, solid fuel motor for its next spectacular soar into space. Again I listened for the count- down. There it came! . . . “Five, four, three, two, one .. "And then again... W-h-o-0-s-h! see wees | soft vinyl nose cone, polyethylene | cher base, 3 | OF ROCKETRY | Count-down: Five, four, three, two, one . . . FIRE. Aerobee-Hi streaks into the sky, accelerates faster and faster. Its sleek form soars to 500 feet. Then—you marvel as its automatic timer ejects the nose cone, a parachute appe “Acrobee-Hi” is the FIRST | authentic, scientific missile model developed by an outstanding rock cet engineer. It is so sure to perform perfectly at each stage of launching, flight and parachute recovery that your construction kit comes toyouwith a guarantee of thrilled Satisfaction or your money back! Your kit, quickly assembled with simple tools, includes all units for the missile’s body and fins, parachute recovery system, laun- in. vertical launching rail. Fully illustrated instruction | book enclosed. | The safety-PROVED solid fuel motor (6 come with kit, easy to get more) is remote-control launched, motivated by any 6- or 12-volt battery source. It can NOT go off accidentally. It has been proven safe in thousands of launchings as a result of 20,000 man-hours of model-missile research and development. " Acrobee-Hi js not a toy | | but a marvelously realistic OP- _ Absolutely | GALAXY MODELS, Inc., Dept. 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"Maybe you'll believe now that galleon's out there, and she's heavy with gold," he said. "How come?" | asked him. "Them two lubbers took my map. That's all they was after, Jim. It figgers there must be somethin’ worth going after." | mulled that over for a few moments, and | agreed with him. More than that, | told the captain we'd go out on The Sil- yer Tarpon at daybreak if he could re- member the location of the galleon. He told me he remembered all right. He'd dreamed of that map a hundred times, knew it by heart. That night | rounded up the necessary equipment, including aqualung, mask, fins _ —and a speargun. At five a.m. we shoved off from my dock on the Florida Keys. It was a three-hour run to the treasure ship area, and the old captain directed me to the spot unerringly. | knew he was right, for another cabin cruiser was already there. And the thug who'd tneed me wat working an alr pump, | ignored his leering grin, and after dropping anchor, shucking my dungarees and shirt, | donned my skin diving garb and went over the side—with a tight grip on the speargun. Cap'n Nash sat on deck, keeping a weather eye on the man on the other boat and a Remington .44 in his lap. | saw the bowsprit of the rotted galleon before | sensed danger from behind. | turned to find the other thug, wearing full diving gear, coming up behind me. | turned; seeing my speargun, he changed his mind, headed for the wreckage. Suddenly, he froze. | saw why, A sixteen-foot tiger shark was slicing trhough the water, head- ing straight at him. The tough tugged frantically at his safety line, but | knew he'd never get away from those deadly jaws in time. My first instinct was to clear out of there before some of that vicious brute's family turned up for breakfast. Then | knew | couldn't turn my back on another man, however bad he was. The shark made one pass at him, and he barely avoided the gaping mouth and slashing teeth. As the striped sea giant turned to attack again, | closed in behind the thug in the rubber suit. The other diver cringed as the great shark sped towards him. | raised my speargun. | Ie the sea tiger come dangerously close, but a miss would be fatal. Then | squeezed the trigger. There was a great thrashing of water. | kicked my way to the surface, hurriedly clambered over the side and sat panting on the deck of the Silver Tarpon. Thirty yards away the other diver was helped on deck by his crony, who quickly removed his heavy helmet. Well, those two left in a hurry, without a word of thanks to me, though the one I'd saved looked at me the whole time, and | suspect he was grateful. As for the treasure, it may very well be on that rotting — galleon, seven fathoms below the Aflantic, but it can stay there, and its tas tiger gua rdisheretewislecens teil!