The Irish standard., 1890-05-17
FOGG'S INVENTION.

| FOGG'S INVENTION.
Dire Results Of en Attempt to Use
Els Flying Machine.
For several days Fogg had been az
work in the barn, with doors locked,
and a mantle OF secrecy seemed to be
thrown over every thing he did, both
outside and in.
! Mrs. Fogg questioned him in vain.
All she could elicit from the man Of
mystery was divers strange and ave-
inspiring grimaces which wero calculat-
ed to infuse the heholder with the be-
lief that tho manipulation OF said grim
aces was the victim Of G. severe attack
OF cramp collie
! Mrs Fogg, in an unguaraed moment,
confiled to few Of her most intimate
cronies her fears shat her husband was
little bit of in his upper story, and
these busy-bodies speedily circulated
the report that l1ogg really was crazy
| 1t was believed, of course, and chill
dren fought shy of the Fogg domicile,
Especially after dark, Fogg's grapes.
which were just getting ripe, escaped
depredators as they had never done be-
fore, and Fogg wondered greatly there
at, bun was far from suspecting the real
cause of this miracle.
And still, Gay after day, Fogg labored
on in the security Of the barn, his nearest
neigh bors amusing themselves by listen
| ING to the pounding OF his hammer, and
remarking to one another that 1t was
too bad, the affection that had befallen
Fogg.
One evening F'ogg rushed into the
presence of his wife and exclaimed trl-
umphantly:
''It's done, at last!
! Mrs. Fogg Strengthened up and looked
at her husband.
.Vhat is done at last Mr.. Eogg2"
she asked. :.
"Why, the fying-machine, Of course" :
was the reply.
Mrs. Fogg regarded her husband pity
inrlv. for few moments.
"Mr. Fogg," she remarked hnally'
with a rising infection. do you mean
to say that you have Como and wasted
two weeks valuable time trying to build
f1ying-machine?
Mr.. Fogg said that he did mean it, but
as for the time being wasted nc dcn1co
this, and he entered into such spirited
and eloquent explanation of his great
Invention and its workings, that Mrs
Fogg herself became enthused to such
an extent as to allow OF her being pre-
vailed upon to go down to the barn anu
take look at the machine.
What she saw there 1t will be impos-
sible to describe with any degree OF &C.
curacy. Only Fogg could do that, and,
! verify believe, if he were sitting here in
nv place, doing the describing act him
( self that ho would be unable to do tho
ease full Justice. Suffice it to say that
ho had constructed thing having a
wicker frame, made so as to just tit upon
| his back, after the fashion OF saddle,
with straps or bands to buckle around
| his body, while two monstrous wings,
also made Of wicker-work and covered
with thin cloth, were attached to tho
fame. and on each side, by hinges. On
the lower side Of each wing were two
stout leather loops through which the
onnrator was to thrust his arms and by
| means of which he was to work the wings
| ap and down when In the act OF lying.
! It was a great invention-so Fogg
said. and he ought to know something
about it, having made tho machine, but
Mrs Fogg was skeptical. Women al
ways are skeptical and suspicious 81
any thing which they do not under
stand, you know
| But Fogg was so enthusiastic that
Mrs. Fogg couldn't End heart to give
vent to all the doubts which she ex-
1 perienced regarding the power OF this
| thing to overcome the forco OF gravity
| and sail through space like the birds
of the air, with passenger presumaDl
Fogg, dangling beneath like huge
worm in the bill OF one Of those same
| birds; 80 she held her peace, kept still,
serene In the thought that II Fogg, In
his Eight through space on tho back
or rather, beneath tho body-of bis
wild. untamable fiying-machine, should
accidentally knock tho cupola oil the
state house on Venus, or butt his brains
out against the southwest corner Of
! jupiter, he would have no one to blame
for it but himself.
But Fogg experienced no misgiytngs
! had no fears. He was so tickled over
tho successful completion OF his flying
machine that he slept scarcely wink
that night, and he was Y with the larks
next morning, making preparations To-
what he thought was going 70 he tfe
greatest lark ST lis life.
After breakfast hegot his lying na,
chine out 81 the barn, and. accom- aniee
81 Mrs. Fogg. vent down back Ct tht