The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1910-03-03

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/. "Takin' out the incubaso..." hs
lcried. 1.-THE hatchIl b. rr!Bc,i'
Ruined!"
Pardon me-" said Mr.. Craig.
head, "if l mention the fact tina.
some change-or cataclysIn-
seems taking place here
I'D got shut of 'em ALL" wall
ed Mr.. Waddy. They wanted lie
to put on style! They reckonsd
was going to when l bought this
place. 1 could slick up an go 10
stockholders meetin's-;.n' the
boys never knowed! And jest Us
got things right, Caroline's man
dies an here she comes to take
care of me! / shan't be allowed
to earn cent by workin' for
Witherspoon-and it brought me
into such society! Then jags is
mighty nice fellers, some of EN-
81 thank you," said Craighead.
with an excess of manner. And
as for your being condemned by
family pride to sterile uselessness,
lit is truly shame. But, is Caro-
line a relative?"
"Unly daughter" answered Mr..
Waddy. Come to live with me.
Settin' things to rights!"
'Mr. Waddy," said Craighead,
"bear up under this. 1t may be
for the best. And let us take up
Mr.. Carson's great project for
monopolizing aviation. 1 have
long believed that some one would
turn up with the machine to sub
ordinate all others; but since the
time of Santos-Dumont, Farmal
and the Wrights, aerial navigation
has made no real progress. Mr..
Carson is the genius. We offer
lyou the unique cnance to be with
us co-master of the world. Mr..
Carson will be glad to explain his
aeronef."
II wun't put a cent in it," said
Mr.. Waddy.
Carson's heart sank; the unex-
lpected affluence of Mr.. Waddy
had bred faith in Craighead's
financial plans.
Certainly not" replied Craig
head, as if Mr.. Waddy's refusal
were the most natural thing in
the world, until you have ciph+
cred the thing down to brass nails.
And then-but tell Mr.. Waddy
about it, Mr.. Carson. You need
not enter into the offers of mill
lions we have had, and spurned-I
lust describe the machine"
Carson switched on the lights
and they gathered about the table
The boy talked slowly at first
1but as the theme grew the otheri
1had the rare experience of hear
ling a man discourse upon thu
thing which dominated an intens5
land represseds life. 1t was comi
plex-much of it too technical
lfor Mr.. Waddy-though familiar.
lily with the concrete things of his
practical career had made him
lacute. Once in a while he inter
Elected a question which evinced
comprehension of the
heart of Carson's explanation. The
hoy explained that his aeronef diff
lfered from all others, in having
wings like a birds; which did
mot flap, like those of the absurd
lorthopters, and yet used half their
lsurface in beating the air, with
a straight thrust like that of an
oar in water.
Don't yeh use screws?" asked
Waddy at this point.
| Not at ALL" answered Carson
1.-THE screw can never be effective
because it strikes with a slant. II
Twill do in water, but air requires
a more effective thrust. When
lyour propeller-blade moves at a
hundred miles an hour, say, you
have lift of thirty pounds to the
square foot of surface-with the
Idirect stroke. But the surface OF
the screw"
Now, how dye figger THAR"
asked Mr.. Waddy.
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
lairships can stir. and fly off like
an eagle with fish"
| Mr.. Waddy nodded his head
inow, instead of shaking 1t. Theo-
dore's enthusiasm was injecting
him. Craighead, out of the run
ming, stood over them, peering
silently at the drawings formed
by the boys pencil. Mr.. Waddy
was getting a grip upon the prin-
ciples. The wing-blades were
really long feathering wheels, the
slant of which, by new lapplica-
ton of old principles, was under
perfect control, SO as to lift d.
rectly upward, to drive obliquely
in any direction, or to strike up
and hurl the aercnef suicidally
downward. The farmer-banker
land the inventor were so absorbed
THAT they scarcely noticed the en-
trance of a messenger from the
Institute with a message from
Mr.. O'Grady, asking II Mr.. Craig
head would step outside for a mo-
ment, nor Craighead's withdrawal
and return.
y 1.-THE direction OF the blow of
1.-THE propeller" said Carson, lis I'M
der perfect control. A birds