Martinsburg statesman-democrat. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1906-1921, 1911-03-31

oiart the thing out. I'd have spared
you the suspense until there was some
thing to tell. I'm sorry. jeanne
Its queer" she said. at the end Of
. rather long silence. I'm sure there
was no Portuguese in fathers expedi-
ton. Except for two or three Swedes
and Norwegians. they were all Amer
leans. | know the name OF every man
who sailed In his ship"
| He might have taken some one on
at St Michaels." suggested the elder
Fanshaw
| Yes she said little obviously,
only he never thought much OF south
crn Europeans as sea-faring men"
| There was another silence after
that She rose presently and began
sweeping the shore line with a pris-
matte hinocular which was slung
across across her shoulders. The two
mon exchanged glances behind her,
the elder. one of Inquiry. his son.
reluctant negative. No. It would
| clearly be insane to build any hope on
the incident
At last she let the glass fall from
her listless hand and turned to them,
Ter face hsggard with the torture of
impossible hore. Il wish my sky
! sm&n would come"--she said forlornly.
come whirling down out OF the air.
with news al them.
Your ssy-nan? said Tom Fanshaw
| questioningly
Here was something to talk about
at last, and the old gentleman seized
the chance it afforded
Yes. we've another mystery he
| said See what you can do toward
solving it, With that for an introduc-
| ton, he plunged into humorous ac-
| count of Jeanne's report of her ad-
venture of the night before, of the man
who had dropped down from the sky. in
| the middle of the night, and talked to
her awhile. and then flown away again.
she was really out on the ice foe."
he said; 80 much I concede; but
| when ! assure her that she dreamed
| the rest she is skeptical about my ex-
! PLANTATION"
Put even you can't explain" she
IN Eskimo throwing-stick, and then
| bring 1t back to the yacht with me
| when | was wide-awake, and show it
| to you at the breakfast table this
morning
I'm have to admit" said the old
gentleman, that my explanation
doesn't adequately account for that"
80 no
mans face was perplexed rather than
| incredulous.
| But, my boy" cried the elder man,
think of it! He comes down out of
the sky and says he just dropped in
| from Point Barrow; and that's 500
as it would be to materialize an Eski-
| mo throwing-stick out Of dream,
very bit"
mo, hardly that" said Tom >judici-
ally What was his aeroplane like?
What was 1t made Of? Did you notice
It particularly"
yes" she said; II helped him fold
1t up. 1t Was made of bladders and
bamboo and cateut, he said"
And his MOTOR" cried Tom What
was his motor like!"
There was no motor at ALL" she
said lust wings"
| There you see, Tom," interrupted
his father, absolute moonshine."
But still the younger man shook q
doubtful head No" he said, 1.-The
things not impossible-not inconceiv'
able, at least. The big birds can fly
| that far, and think nothing of it,"
The old man snorted: They're
+, built that way. Think of the immense
| strength OF their wing muscles
Not so enormous" said the young
er man. II dissected the wing of an
albatross once to see. It's not by
main strength they keep afioat In the
arr; It's by catching the trick of it."
That's what he said," the girl cried
eagerly. HE told me he could fly
across the north pole, from Dawson
City to St.. Petersburg. and when
asked him if he could keep flying, fly
ing all the time like that, he said the
biggest birds didn't fly; they sailed,
and he said he sailed, too, and the
force of gravity was his keel"
Her story was making its impress
sion on the younger man, at least,
even if his father was as impervious
to it as he still seemed.
We'll, If you dreamed that" said
Tom, sit was a mighty intelligent
dream, I'll say that for it,
''But it wasn't dream at all. she
cried. Didn't l help him take the
thing apart and fold it up into a bum
die? And didn't he say that he was
tax payer, and that his name was
Philip Cayley?"
She was addressing the elder man
as she spoke, and as she mentioned
the name-it was the first time she
had mentioned 1t to any one-she
saw him shoot startled, inquiring
glance at his son. Following it, she
met Tom Fanshaw's eyes staring at
her in utter amaZement