Another flash and this time the shell burst somewhat to the south of the station. There followed two more puffs of smoke from the 'plane. A few minutes later every 12-inch gun on the ship rose to the range and flashed forth its 860-pound shell loaded with deadly explosive. Kennedy heard the salvo go roaring by miles up in the air, and, lo! the walls of the great power station seemed to fall asunder and a huge cloud of smoke and dust rose high in the heavens.
The power station was utterly wrecked, and every train in the Subway from the Bronx to Brooklyn stopped with its terror-stricken passengers in a darkness which could be felt!
Then the aviator sailed northeast and began his fateful maneuvers above the Seventy-sixth Street power station of the Elevated Railways. The same routine followed: two or three ranging shots; the
