Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1911-11-12

(IaVrOche looked crazy mad
at random odd parts of pigeon, eagle, gull,
and chicken, and attached them to the body Of
sparrow.
He had no one to ask for advice and he had to learn
the art of flying from tho beginning, with monoplane
that would not fly and was never meant to fly; but he
enjoyed it all. Some days he bounced entirely
turning and broke rudders and wings in plenty; but
after each trial he rubbed down the Gavroche, and
gToomed her petted her and talked to her he knew
all her faults and all her whls, and he loved her. She
reminded him of Kate Moloy.
For days Fogarty heard nothing of the war; but the
best in the world not 50 interesting as the
Gavroche He oosened torson wires and frightened
them. He increased the inclination of her planes and
she stuck her in the air and fell backward.
He tried larger rudder, and she dragged her tail on
the ground He tried a small one, and She went where
she chose regardless of the steering wheel.
"Gavvy, he said one morning, for two cents Id
wallop we the head with brick"
A Nd that day she flew. Why she flew was mystery
even to Fogarty; but when she had carried him
the field ten feet in the air. and had made the
far turn and had brought him back to the hangar with
out touching the grass breaking part, he
wrapped his about her waist and kissed her. At
least he wrapped them round the cylinders, and she
burned him on the mouth. But Fogarty did not care
He had flown! He airnan! He was birdman!
The next day the third of August, and Fogarty
had wheeled the Gavroche out of the hangar at dawn,
when he heard the catter of hoofs-nany hoofs--and
the Jingle of steel 1t cavalry and 1t wheeled into
the field and dsmounted. To Fogarty there seemed
to be thousands Of horses and men. They filed the
place.
Excuse rne Sir" said Fogarty officer, "but
We goin' to stop here long, I'm the Commander av
Ashp Number Thirteen, an the presence the army
interferes with the evoluons me slip.
ooh, guess we won't stop long, said the Captain
with irritation 1--WE don't stop anywhere. We're on
the 'Scoot, you beggars!' is the only order
General seems to know how to give. Well be on our
way soon enough don't fear!'
"Im much obliged to ye,a said Fogarty. "lhe sooner
the better-1neanin no disrespect to the army
But when the cavalry moved on Fogarty still
unable fly; for after them infantry-thousands
of them-and artillery.
"'Twould be good time to write word to Kate"
said Fogarty "lettin' her know I'm Commander av
ship, if the ink in me bottle hadn't dried up
The vast fields around Hampstead had become great
military camp, and int it troops poured for two days,
disgusting Fogarty of Number Thirteen. Beaten back
he learned, by the foreign army, troops had re
treated step by STEP keeping to the center of the island;
for the foreign fleet followed their victorious army,
Smelling the shores. At night Fogarty could hear their
heavy guns The foreign fleet and army had slipped
in between army and New York, and there was
nothing to be done but chance battle.
THAT morning Fogarty saw the troops leave and he
was glad Ee pushed his little Gavroche out of its
hangar and waited until the field should be all his own
again. but in of the hangers the General and his