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008			931103t19931946nyua j 000 1 eng d
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049			_aSBIN
050	0	4	_aPZ7 _b.A956 1993
050	0	4	_aPZ7
100	1		_aFisher, Cyrus, _d1904-1964., _e1
245	1	0	_aThe avion my uncle flew /Cyrus Fisher ; pictures by Richard Floethe.
260			_aNew York : _bScholastic Incorporated, _c(c)1946.
260			_c(1993 printing)]
300			_a244 pages : _billustrations ; _c20 cm
336			_atext _btxt _2rdacontent
337			_aunmediated _bn _2rdamedia
338			_avolume _bnc _2rdacarrier
530			_a2
586			_aNewbery Honor Award, 1947
500			_a"First Scholastic printing, October 1993"--Title page verso.
520	0		_aWhile visiting his uncle in the mountains of France shortly after World War II, Johnny stumbles upon an evil plot being hatched by a fugitive Nazi spy.
505	0	0	_aMy Father Returns -- _tThe Man with the Crooked Beard -- _tThe Bargain -- _tOncle Paul -- _tLe Village de St. Chamant -- _tLa Maison de Ta Mere -- _tThe Pig of the Mayor -- _tLe Trouble Vient -- _tCharles Veut Voir l'Avion de Mon Oncle Paul -- _tL'Avion Est Casse -- _tMonsieur Simonis Voit Charles et Moi -- _t"L'Avion Est Pret a Partir!" -- _tLe Jour de la Fete -- _tLa Lettre.
500			_aIllustrations
505	0	0	_aMon onlce threw le maire out of the door -- _tI went out after the men to help them bring in the casttle -- _tFrom the start something about him wasn't very pleassant -- _tI didn't reply--I couldn't -- _tI caught a glimpse of that dead white face -- _tI heard something again rattle softly against the side window -- _tSomething flung around and smacked me in the face -- _tIt staggered out from the bushes and laid down in the clearing -- _tWe coasted down the path, a long glorious swoop of ride -- _tMon oncle climbed into the cockpit, in between the wings -- _tWe stole along through those gravestones, hearing the wind come sighing to us -- _tWe crossed the creek, the water wetting us to the skin -- _tThat blind peddler--I thought saw him bending over me--and he wasn't wearing his glasses! -- _tWe saw mon oncle land. Thre emen from the black limousine ran to him.
650		0	_aUncles _vFiction.
650		1	_aAdventure and adventurers _vFiction.
650		1	_aUncles _vFiction.
650		1	_aSpies _vFiction.
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902			_a1 _bCynthia Snell _c1 _dCynthia Snell