The Spokane press. [volume] (Spokane, Wash.) 1902-1939, 1910-05-01
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Carson repeated laboriously;
showed how, in his new wing, the
whole surface revolved in sections
striking straight against the air.
Waddy nodded.
why" said Carson, 81 can lift
weights that none of the other
ships can stir, and fly off like an
eagle with a fish"
Mr.. Waddy nodded his head now,
instead of shaking it. Theodore's
enthusiasm was injecting him.
Craighead, out of the running,
stood over them, peering silently
at the drawings formed by the
boys pencil. Mr.. Waddy was get
ting grip upon the principles. The
Wing-blades were really long feath-
ering wheels, the slant of which,
by a new application of old prin-
ciples, was under perfect control,
so as to lift directly upward, to
drive obliquely in any direction.
The farmer-banker and the invent
or were so absorbed that they
scarcely noticed the entrance of a
messenger from the Institute with
message from Mr.. O'Grady, ask
ing if Mr.. Craighead would step
outside for moment, nor Craig
heads withdraway and return.
"The direction of the blow of the
propeller" said Carson, lis under
perfect control. A birds wing
isn't. This is better wing than
an eagles"
kin you raise right straight up"
asked Waddy, without running
along like buzzard?"
II sure can," replied Carson, fall
ing into dialect. mo bird can do
that-no big bird. It's better
stronger flier than any bird. The
best any other machine can do Is
to support four pounds to the
square foot of surface; with my
new motors, can fly off with five
times that; and I've got four times
their bearing surface! l can carry
mail and express at profit, or
passengers that can afford it. l
can hover over ship with good
heavy torpedoes and sink her, and
overtake any vessel that floats.
CdI--
What kind of motors you got ~
interrupted Waddy.
Carson went into details of
cylinders, weight per H. p, revolu-
and the like, in the midst of which
Craighead returned, secured Car
sons signature to some document,
Eof the nature of which the boy
was quite ignorant, went out and
Isreentered whistling. The old man
looked through his eyebrows,
EWhiskers and mustaches at Carson
and the drawings.
p What if your engines stop"
he asked. when you're mile
high and over water, mebbe?'
r. 81 can soar" answered Carson.
NJ can make Roadway and gain
height with no power, if there's a
wind-and can stay up for hours,
| with the propellers set for aero
planes. But the best thing 1
haven't mentioned-the gyroscopic
balancing device"
whats that?" asked Mr.. Wad-
dy.
"Why. it's the successful appli-
cation of the gyroscope to avia-
ton
They used to talk about that"
observed Mr.. Waddy, long ago
the Brennan single-rail roads,
thought it turned out that the
horoscopes was too heavy FIR AIR
work"
They are too heavy" cried
Theodore, ''if you use them to do
the balancing-that's sure. And
so we have to balance by feeling,
just as we do a bicycle. Thought
isn't quick enough. so you have
to rely on feeling, as bird does.
But l use little horoscopes, not to
control by their weight and stress,
but to distribute power to the
wings and rudders, positive, auto
matte distribution of power. Why,
if the engineer Of my machine
should fall dead, 1t would fly on
just as he set it, until the fuel
was exhausted. 1t feels and
thinks"
lie lultc HIGH Sdl ioohihS ~
one another, so far oblivious of
their surroundings that they did
not notice the opening of the door,
nor see the woman who entered.
Papa" she said.
Mr.. Waddy rose hastily and
faced her. She was rather young,
rosy, and quite too jolly-looking
for her half mourning, which she
filled to a smoothness that showed
marvellous adaptation of fabrics to
curves. She looked like Mr.. Wad-
dy but was undeniably pretty. He
was blocky and short; she, round
and plump, with small hands and
feet. His eyes. lost in huge brows,
seemed small and deep-set; hers
were wide, with a glimmer OF good
fun in them. His face was a
hirsute jungle, growing all ways
well-kept beard should not; her
cheeks were smooth and pink, her
lips were red, and the Waddy an
archy of hair gave her couture a
charming tousled and crinkly dis
order which would have convicted
small girl of naughtiness. The
turned-up pug nose of Mr.. Waddy
was modified to a delightful little
retrousse effect in her. An ap-
parent effort on her part to be
stern and formal was mitigated by
smears of dust on face and hands,
and a slight trace of painting and
heat. as If she had been exerting
herself.
y Papa" said she. "this is hardly
a place in which to entertain these
gentlemen. We have cleared out
the east parlor."
"Oh, yes!" assented Mr.. Waddy,
with feverish haste. ITO be sure,
Caroline! Take 'em in, won't you?
I've got to see the hired man! My
daughter, Mrs. Graybill, Mr.. Craig
head; Caroline. "a friend OF
mine. Mr.. Carson. OF Alabama. Ex-
cuse me for minute. gentlemen,
~ assure Won Mrs, Graybill,"