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Three days later the G.T.S. was in operation, and Jamface put up a large sign outside Number One Hangar which read: GREMLIN TRAINING SCHOOL.

The gremlins had to take two separate courses of training. In the right-hand corner of the hangar there was a large sign with said INITIAL TRAINING SCHOOL, and in the left-hand corner was another equally large one which said ADVANCED TRAINING SCHOOL.

Gremlin Gus was brought from the hospital and put in sole charge of Initial Training School. He worked from morning till night, trotting around and around, supervising and helping and scolding and encouraging.

The first thing the gremlins saw when they entered the school was a rather ancient plane, and on its fuselage were painted in large red letters the words DO NOT TOUCH. With a whoop they all rushed forward, clambered onto the machine, and immediately set to work boring holes in the wings, messing around with the engine, and doing all those things which cause pilots so much trouble. But they got a rude shock.

Just as soon as a gremlin started boring a hole in the fuselage, a stream of old engine oil would shoot out and hit him in the face.

Each wire a gremlin touched was carrying enough current to give him a nasty shock! If one started jumping about on the wings, he shot through a secret trap door into a bucket of green paint, cleverly placed just below.

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