The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1910-07-05
Virginia
of the
Air Lanes
A ROMANCE OF
FLYING
-. BY.
Herbert Quick
Copyisht. 1909. BY tbs Robbs-
Merrill Company
Copyifht. 1909. By the Robbs-
Merrill Company
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feet 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:''
Il sure can" replied Carson, falling
into dialect.-"No bird can do that-no
big bird. It's a better. stronger fier
than any bird. The best any other ma
chine can do is to support four pounds
to the square foot of surface. With
my new motors | can fly of with FIVE
times that and I've. got four times
their bearing surface. ! can carry
mail and express at n profit or passen-
gers that can afford 1t. can hover
over ship with good heavy torpedoes
and sink her and overtake any vessel
that floats. can
What kind Of motors you got?" IN
terrupted Waddy.
Carson went into details. The old
man looked through his eyebrows,
whiskers and mustaches at Carson and
the ORA ings.
What if your engines stop" he
asked. "whea you're mile high and
over water niebbeY'
II can soar" answered Carson. II
can make Roadway and gain height
with no power If there's wind, and
l can stay up for hours with the pro-
pellers set for aeroplanes. But the
best thing | haven't mentioned-the
gyroscopic balancing device"
whats that!" asked Mr.. Waddy.
''Why. it's the successful application
Of the eyrost ope to aviation"
They used to talk about that" OBJ
served Mr. Naddy. long ago-the
Brennan single rail roads. l thought
1t turned out that the horoscopes was
too heavy f'r air work"
'They are too heavy" cried Theo-
dore. If yaa use them to do the bal
ancing That's sure, And so we have
had to balance by feeling. just as we
do bicycle. Thought isn't quick
enough. SO you have to rely on feeling.
as a bird does But | use little gyro-
scopes not to control BIZ their weight
and stress. but to distribute power to
the wings and rudders-positive, auto
matte distribution of power. Why, II
the engineer of my machine should
fall dead 1t would fly oh just as he set
1t until the fuel was exhausted. 1t
feels and thinks
They did not notice the opening of
the door nor see the woman who en-
tered
Papa" she said.
Mr.. Waddy rose hastily and faced I
her. She looked like Mr.. Waddy, but |
was undeniably pretty. He was blocky |
and short; she. round and plump. with |
small hands and feet. The turned up
pug nose of AIR. Waddy was modified to
delightful little retrousse effect In her.
Papa" said she. this Is hardly
place in which to entertain these sgen-
tlemen. We have cleared out the east
parlor.''
"Oh, yesr' assented Mr.. Waddy, with
feverlsh haste. ITO be sure, Caroline!
Take 'em in. won't you? I've got to
see the hired man. My daughter. Mrs.
Graybill. Mr.. Craighead; Caroline, a.
u friend Of mine. MIR. Carson of Ala
bama. Excuse me for minute. gentle
men,"
Supper" said she, smiling will be
served very soon."
The long dining room was gloomy
with decayed gentility-black beams,
dark wainscotlng and broad plate
rail bearing wrenches, clevises, oil
cans and baskets of eggs labeled as to
breeds and dates. During the meal
Craighead came out amazingly in his
encounters with Mrs. Graybill, to
whom, as 1t seemed to Theodore, he
was making violent love- Mr.. Waddy
sat buried In thought, save when he
questioned Carson concerning the aero
nef.
There's no einch In It." said Mr..
Waddy, mo monopoly, an as soon as
it's public everybody'll build 'em.
do business on cinches"
"Oh. but the patents. Mr.. Waddyw
cried Craighead. You forget the pat
ents."
''They expire In few years." said
Mr.. Waddy. IAN then where are yeh?
Land. now-that made my money
in-land's On eternal cinch."
mfr. Waddy." said Craighead. this
matter Of securing exclusive control Of
the air is a part Of our plans. 1t Is
one Of my speclalties."
Carson was amazed. Mr. Waddy
grunted as II lightly impressed, as no
doubt he WIS.
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