The News-Herald. [volume] (Hillsboro, Highland Co., Ohio) 1886-1973, 1895-02-14


svery heavy witted merchant in the
country shares with us. My hopes rise
to something higher than that. Our
true reward will come in the gratitude
and good will of the human race"
Brown shrugged his shoulders. "You
may have my share Of that" he said.
II am practical man. We must test
our invention
"Where can we do it?'
"That is what ! wanted to speak
about. It must be absolutely secret. II
we had private grounds Of our own, it
would be an easy matter, but there is
no privacy in London"
"We must take it into the country" I"
II have a suggestion to offer," said
Brown. my brother has a place in
Sussex on the highland near Beachy
head. There is, remember, large
and lofty barn near the house. Will is
in Scotland, but the key is always at
my disposal. Why not take the machine
down tomorrow and test it in the barn?"
Nothing could be better"
"There is train to Eastbourne at l."
II shall be at tho station"
''Bring the gear with you, and I shall
bring the phlanges, said the mechani-
clan, rising. Tomorrow will prove
whether we have been following q
shadow or whether fortune is at our
feet. One o'clock, at the Victoria. He
walked swiftly down the stair and was
quickly reabsorbed into the food Of
comfortless, clammy humanity which
ebbed and flowed along the Strand.
y
The morning was bright and spring.
like. A pals blue sky arched over Lon
don with few gauzy white clouds
drifting lazily across it. At II o'clock
Brown might have been seen entering
the patent Office with great roll Of
parchment diagrams and plans under
his arm. At 10 he emerged again, smil-
ing, and opening his pocketbook he
packed away very carefully small slip
Of official blue paper. At five minutes
to 1 his cab rolled into Victoria station.
Two giant canvas covered parcels like
enormous kites were handed down by
the cabman from the top and consigned
to the care Of guard. On the platform
Pericord was pacing up and down, with
long eager step and swinging arms, q
tinge Of pink upon his sunken and SAL
low cheeks.
"All right?" he asked.
Brown pointed in answer to his bag
gage.
II have the motor and the girdle al.
ready packed away in the guards van.
Be careful, guard, for it is delicate ma
chinery Of great value. So. Now we
can start with an easy conscience
At Eastbourne the precious motor
was carried to four wheeler and the
great phlanges hoisted on the top. A
long drive took them to the house where
the keys were kept, whence they set off
across the barren downs. The building
which was their destination was COM
monplace whitewashed structure, with
struggling stables and outhouses, stand
ing in grassy hollow which sloped
down from the edge Of the chalk cliffs.
It was cheerless house even when in
use, but now. with its smokeless chin
neys and shuttered windows, it looked
doubly dreary. The owner had planted
a grove of young larches and frs around
it, but the sweeping spray had blighted
them, and they hung their withered
heads in melancholy groups. 1t was a
gloomy aud forbidding spot.
But the inventors were IN no mood
to be moved by such trifles. The lone
ier the place, the more fitted for their
purpose. With the help of the cabman
they carried their packages down the
footpath and laid them in the darkened
dining room. The sun was setting as
the distant clatter Of wheels told them
that they were finally alone.
Pericord had thrown open the shut
ters, and the mellow evening light
streamed in through the discolored
windows. Brown drew knife from his
pocket and out the pack thread with
which the canvas was secured. As the
brown covering fell away it disclosed
two great yellow metal fans. These he
leaned carefully against the wall. The
girdle, the connecting bands and the
motor were then in turn unpacked. It
was dark before all was set out in or
der. A lamp was lit, and by its light
the two men continued to tighten
screws, clinch rivets and make the last
preparations for their experiment.
"Thats finishes it,. said Brown at
last. stepping back and surveying the
machine.
Pericord said nothing, but his face
glowed with pride and expectation.
"We must have something to eat. +"
Brown remarked, laying out some pro-
visions which he had brought with him.
"Afterward.
"No, now," said the stolid mechani-
oian. II am half starved.' He pulled
up to the table and made a hearty meal,
while his Celtic companion strobe inn
patiently up and down with twitohing
fingers and restless eyes.
"Now, then," said Brown, facing
round and brushing the crumbs from
his lap, "who is to put it on?"
II shall, "cried his companion eager
ly. "What we do tonight is likely to
be historic"
''But there is some danger" sug-
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