Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1910-07-29

wings, in which he could see the SHIN
mer Of blades in rapid revolution. The
exclusive rights Of the Virginia. the
singular swiftness and power Of the
digit Of this aeronef and the simmer
In her wings assured Shayne that he
was pursued by the machine which
had wrecked his monopoly. They
wanted to put him in Jail for breaking
their injunction, he ragged, The shame
Of 1.-THE, Finley Shayne. a fugitive
for sailing Gods free air In his own
ship! And the danger of it, too, for
Canada and safety now looked utterly
unattainable.
The mountains slipped from under
them, and the farms and villages took
their places on the moving concave of
the earth as the big ship made speed
toward the Mohawk. The Roc was
struck by an opposing gale; sudden
hurricane smote her decks as her mo-
mentum drove her through the north
wind. She turned before 1t. Tho
great concave panorama below slowly
reversed and began paying off to the
north as the vast aeronat drifted like
a bubble to the south before the
fiercest blow she had ever dared en-
counter. Canada was out Of the ques-
ton
"If we reach an aerial harbor," said
Shayne through the speaking tube,
"what do you think Of trying land
ing?"
'she'd rip to strings" said the pilot.
"We'd be killed"
To the pursuing Carson the Roc
seemed doomed to the aerostat ship
wreck-a SCATTERING fall in landing or
watery extinction in the open sea.
And Virginia: Agonizing for her, Car
son followed, watching like a wrecker
when a full rugged ship drives on
reef.
And yet. even after her turn, all
seemed web with the Roc The sea
lay south and east Northing was Inn
possible; but. edging into the gale
with all the power OF her screws, she
worked stanchly off into the west.
Yet Carson knew it was losing fight,
and Shayne walked the deck in agony
as she gave ground at last before the
wind, which howled in across the
Pennsylvania mountains and beat the
great hunted creature to the Deia-
ware at Philadelphia.
Virginia came on deck. Where are
we. uncle?" said she.
ooh, we're all rightv'
Time enough for the trouble when
the crisis came, for shipwreck in aerial
voyaging has no tossing before the
cyclone ere the final plunge, no wres-
tie with the waves, no firing at the
pumps, no roaring of white surf scab-
harding the teeth of the reef. All is
steady and comfortable until under
meath yawns destruction. Though ev-
cry moment inevitably marked loss
Of gas in the balloon once out at sea,
they must keep up to win the far Afri-
can coast or to bear around the whirl
to Nova Scotia or Labrador, and in
that quadrant was rain. Before that
could be done the huge gas holder
would grow wrinkled, fabby, weak;
the car would drag her down, the
stronger ones would cut everything
away to tighten the ship, the weaker
vsepJA. d ron~in into the brine with no hope
the life preservers, and finally the last
man clinging to the fragments of the
nacelle would see the huge mass Of
Tapping silk and gum and tin foil drop
into the waves, himself utterly lost in
the utter desolation Of hopeless soil
tude-food for the fishes.
Dinner was served, Shayne trying to
smile and discussing with these dear
women the time Of reaching Temaga-
mi.
Virginia, again on deck, stood gazing
ahead, not knowing that their actual
fight was astern.= She thought she
was looking toward her destination.
She had lost sight Of the Virginia, and
she was not sorry or displeased to
have Carson give chase unsuccessful-
ly. She was very angry with him.
Suddenly she looked astern and was
amazed that such a body Of water
had been passed without her knowing
it, as one journeying over a prairie
might feel to look behind and see an
ocean. The subtle expression of the
tossing waves told her that this was
the open sea. For miles and miles she
saw great waves bursting In immense
explosions of spindrift and spray,
swept clean of shipping. the CLASSY
rear Of the racing pillows throwing
back to her eyes sinister glints from
the rare CLEANS of the western sun,
and out into this fierce fight of the
elements the Roc was drifting stern
on in spite of the frenzied thrust of
her great screws into the suck Of the
gale.
Uncle" said she, pointing, II see!
It's the ocean"
"Yes," said he. "God forgive me,
Virginia. for numbering you and your
aunt! Go to her!'
Suddenly Virginia pressed his arm.
Uncle said she.
"On board the ship!"
The call sounded in their very ears.
Within thirty yards hung the Virginia,
headed into the wind and drifting east
y with the Roc.
what do you propose to do?'
It was Carson's voice through the
trumpet, but It sounded sweet to
Shayne. He had no idea Of any man
Ter in which the Virginia would aid
lin, but the sickening speed with
which he was driving out to sea made
welcome as modification of |!