Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1910-07-06

| tic swooping movement she threw her
| whole vast sweep Of broadside open to
their gaze. The captains DINNER eye
| now made out the woman and the two
men on her deck. while Theodore Car
sons. keen for such q sight and armed
| with the glass, observed that the wo-
man wore broad hat Of vivid red,
scarf Of the same color and-a woman
would have told him-a pique gown.
''They bette moor" said the fisher
man. 'They's a norther comm out.
What they dom now, Miste' Theodo'7 2"
why" said Carson. studying the
aeronat with the glass and clipping
OF his sentences as the astounding
evolution of the incident far up there
In the blue rendered every utterance
| obsolete before 1t was finished. "why,
| they have thrown Off a package Of
it's mechanism-of some sort-in op-
Grafton, and They're making tow
Of it. They're reversing and rounding
to. See them drift OFF! They're ex-
cited and all aback about something.
Heavens! See that thing shoot up!
It's some sort Of helicopter. believe
and the girls alone in it. captain!
Alone. say! Why did they She's
lost control-she's lost! It's shooting
over this way and coming down! 1t
WILT will My God! Ny Cod"
The thing parted from the great
aeronat was little speck topped with
g broader, mushroom shaped simmer
which Carson knew for the revolving
blades of helicopter. that insidious
toy that promised so much for the con-
quest Of the air. Then, as though re-
leased from the pull of gravity. it shot
skyward. leaving the silver airship far
below, as fly might speed from a
floating bubble. The two spectators
drew their breaths sharply in. their
hearts frozen in fascinated apprehen-
sion.
They saw it rise skyward like
boys dart until they shuddered at the
abyss that yawned between it and the
earth: saw it struck by the far advanc-
ed loftier vanguard Of the north wind
predicted by the fisher captain: saw it
hurled southwark before the blast like
feather.
The Condor had name. She was
the Roc, owned by Mr.. Finley shayne,
and her home port was Shayne's Hold,
in the Catskills. Those who are IA
miliar with the scope. power and spec
tacular success Of Mr.. Shayne's opera
ttons in aerostatic power stocks Ia the
latter part Of the first quarter Of the
present century viii surmise that the
Roc was the finest product Of the art
Of aviational construction up to that
time.
This fateful morning she had moor
ed in the aerial harbor at Mobile, In
her berth hard by the lift near the
Bienville statue. Mrs. Shayne, a ma
tive Mobilian, pleaded indisposition.
but went out to see some old houses
dear to her youth. Mr.. Shayne and
their guest, Mr.. Max Silberberg, had
insisted upon the presence of Virginia
Suarez, Mrs. Shayne's niece, on trip.
down the bay in the Roc to witness
the demonstration of new flying ma
chine, and she had yielded. The in
; ventor, Winner, suspicious, foxy.
middle aged man. proved Objectionable
to Miss Suarez because his thumbs
turned back so far that the sight of
them made her feel creepy, and as he
gesticulated freely while denounc1ng
all devices for aerial navigation except
his his thumbs were much in evidence.
Virginia wished Winner at her side,
crooked thumbs and all, for no thumbs
or voice could be SO offensive as the
unrelieved presence of Mr.. Silberberg.
the head Of the Federated Metals con-
Germ. controlling the copper. gold and
silver output Of continent.
She felt herself thrown at his head
by her aunt.
$50 you think. Aunt Marie" she had
said, ''that Mr.. Silberberg is one of the
great ones Of the earth?"
'Most certainly" rejoined Mrs.
Shayne. "He is retaining and increas-
ing the enormous wealth and power
he inherited. To do what he is do
ing takes a great man. Your uncle
will tell you So"
Silbefberg made the hay Of court
ship in the sun Of opportunity. Viz
ginia pondered on her aunt's standard
Of greatness.
"where's Uncle Finley?" she asked.
1--WE are getting long way south"
"Giving the helicopter private ex-
animation" replied silberberg. 1T is
happiness to me that he is. But the
inventor would go wild II he knew the
sort Of expert his precious machine is
alone with"
"Wildv' repeated Virginia. "Listen
even now"
Above the purr Of the screws came
the angry voice Of the inventor in the
engine room abusing the Roc's second
engineer for some remark derogatory
to helicopters. Already he was quite
wild enough, Virginia thought.
"why don't we try his machineT'
she asked. Must we go out over the
gulf? Isn't the bay big enoughT'
INT. Shayne wants to pick up spe-
cialist at the fort" replied Silberberg,
sthe man who wrote up the Chinese
war aerestats. He's here on some
aeronautical business for the army"
The Roc circled to the west to avoid
the inhibited passage over the bat
teries and stood east along the beach.
Wilmer abandoned his quarrel and
came forward to make the test. He
net the helicopter on the deck, where
It stood unsteadfly on its slender bam-
boo legs, It's painter hsusils &c: e tsc
rail ffa fon crovunod nv tho screw