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The Gremlins Complete Text
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In A.T.S. there was another old plane, but this one was very broken down. Everything was either bent, or cracked, or torn; there was ice on the wings and mist on the windshield. Gremlin Jamface went around with a satchel of used postage stamps slung over his shoulder, encouraging all the gremlins to go to it and repair the machines.
Delighted with the prospect of getting some of their favorite food, they set to work immediately. They wiped the windshiels and de-iced the wings. They straightened the propeller blade. They mended the punctures and sewed up tears. They stopped the leaks and blocked up the holes, and each time they did a little job, Gremlin Jamface came around and gave them a used postage stamp. Every now and then, when he thought no one was looking, he would pop one into his own mouth. He did this a great many times during the course of the day, with the result that he always had indigestion.
After working had for a time in A.T.S. the gremlins began to find out that it was rather nice always to be doing good and useful things, and in the end they were glad to work just for the fun of it. They were good gremlins.
And so the Gremlin Training School continued to flourish, and in a very short time the news of its success spread to other R.A.F. stations where gremlin trouble was being experienced to bomber squadrons in the South, to fighter squadrons guarding the towns in the Midlands, and to squadrons of the Coastal Command on remote islands off northern Scotland.
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