The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1909-08-29


twenty feet. I'll bet that
fish can move at the rate
of a hundred miles an
hour"
carelessly Sure he's quick; too II
much so for a who's starving TO ID Y
death as I am. Let's go out and size =
'em ND from a cooks point of view"
"Sav old man" said Hooker thoughtfully, a lit
tie time later as he balanced his fork absentmind
eddy across his knife, did it ever occur to you.
that the Lord created everything on the very best
mechanical principles? Nothing He has made can
be improved upon. Man goes ahead and tortures
things out of his brain; only to find, after he gets
the thing TO working some way, that the Lord sup
ersedes him by a million ages or so.'
Sure Sure!" promptly responded Thorne,
spreading a hunk of bread though it were
brick. There's going behind the returns, when
YOU look at the works of the Creator"
Now, there's that big salmon" continued Hook
er earnestly "why didn't the Lord make him with
some sort of a screw propeller? Simply because
He had something better in His mind when He
put on fins and flexible tail. Billy" leaning for
ward and fixing his sharp blue eyes on Thorne's
brown ones, Il make boat which Will travel
over seventy miles an hour-maybe hundred
Jaw Hook youll have to back up" said Thorne
scofHngy. You're mechanical genius all right;
you've got Sandy Dumong and Tom Edison frlzzled
to a crisp when it comes to tnventing, but was
born out in Hannible myself-and you'll have to
show me- The Cunard people think their new
turbines all the deicatessen just now, and II
you go to making their fastest boats look like
coal barges, just how disappointed they'll be.
And, besides, what's the use? You don't hold any
ship-building stock"
use! what's the use Why man, this is the
age of progress. The who has an idea for
the betterment of the world at large, and don't
try to work it out, is better than an anarchist.
It's a duty he owes to his Maker and himself.
What do you suppose it given to him for?"
"Huh" grunted Thorne, between mouthfus.
That's real good sounds like Andy Carnegie; but
this is the first time l heard you go to such
lengths. Can you any profit in 1T for us, or
amt you got 20 the moneymaking end of it yet?"
Money! why Bill, it'll revolutionize the
rne powers III the EARTH You and 1 ncOrpor-
ate under the title of The War Syndicate of the
World and conduct all the hostilities ourselves!
We can make history repeat itself! Amt that
enough?"
Hook you've got the most fertile Imagination
ever heard Of" said Thorne brushing the crumbs
from his big black moustache you ought to
write a play-or a chicken farm. You'd be
worth a million before the first hen came off the
nest. Now" patting himself softly on the stom-
ach, now that I'm fed and in my right mind
sposen you go ahead and elucidate this wonder
full idea of yours. and femme get it into some con-
crete, money-making form. Your visions al
most always beneficial to everybody but
selves, and it behOoves me to play Old Joe Can
non and the watch MISUNDERSTANDING act, youl
fall into the library and college endowment habit"
II OOKER brushed the untasted dishes aside with
Il disdain and taking pencil from his pocket rap
idly sketched an outline of his idea upon the
BILE slab of the table; while Thorne looked in
terestedly
That's certainly a nifty looking skf" said
Thorne Hooker drew the finishing lines "but
what those wings hanging down from the