Gilderoy Davison was born in
1892 and his two main series characters were Twisted Face and Peter
Castle. If you can furnish any more information about this author we
should be very glad to hear from you.
This Information and Picture Kindly Supplied by Peter Marsden (Organist at St Peters)
We are greatly indebted
The Rev Gilderoy Davison MA was vicar of St Peter’s, Bocking in Essex for twenty years from 1934. Previously he was in Croydon and St Thomas’, Douglas IOM. He has a connection with St Catherine’s College, Cambridge but I am not sure if it was from there that he graduated. The above comes from the archives of St Peter’s and particularly the history of the church written by Dr Robert Long. This source also states that GD wrote under the pseudonyms ‘Roy Brooks’ and ‘David Gilroy’.
First Page of Mysterious Air Race
THE August moon was so young that it did not do
. more than suggest that a long grey shape lay on the water just west of
the Lizard, gently rising and falling with the swell. All the same,
there was such a shape. And a very formidable one it was, too!
H.M. destroyer was watching the western entrance of the English Channel,
so that British citizens might sleep quietly in their beds, undismayed
by threats of ' Invasion'.
The wink of light, ahead about half a mile, might have been the brief
flash of phosphorescence of a fish as it leapt unaccountably from the
sea in the stupid way that fishes do.
But it did not escape the look-out man on H.M. destroyer. His keen alert
eye caught it at once.
"Light ahead, two points, sir," he said quietly to the officer not far
away. "Moving towards us. Shall I sound——"
"No," said the officer, interrupting him. "Wait a minute."
The young sub-lieutenant, who stood by the side of the skipper, wondered
at this hesitation. Had he been on duty himself, he should not have
waited.
It suddenly occurred to him that his superior had a reason for this
order. He might almost have been expecting to see such a signal.
As he strained his eyes over the uncertain darkness of the waters, there
came again a winking light. It flashed out a series of letters; and to
his intense astonishment, it spelt out the secret code word of the day,
followed by the word ' Freedom'.
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