The Washington times., 1911-07-28
THE TIMES DAILY SERIAL STORY
MISS JACK, OF TIBET
By CHARLES WILLING BEALE
Auth Of Ear" Etc
Copyright The A. Munsey Company II
By CHARLES WILLING BEAI

empty.
You thought so!''
Yes, thought so, and think so
still"
But it wasn't"
what did it have in it?"
''Air"
What kind of air7''
1.-The kind you breathe"
"Gwynne, I'll admit that you're a
genius, an angel, or fiend-tn fact,
anything you wish-if you'll tell me how
you did that trick last night without
further palaver."
you've read about air-ships, l sup
poser"
Yes but I never studied them"
Peter, you won't have to-they're a
back number. I've got trick that'n
make the brazenist air-ship blush"
What do you mean?"
I've got a fortune that will put to
shame the richest man in London
and
Where is it?" 1 interrupted.
But he ignored the question. Per-
haps he hadn't heard it. Then, after
a minute, and as II his thoughts were
the skylight into the gloom of parting
':And 1 know the brightest, most win
some face in all the world, Peter-the
sweetest girl in Tibet, or anywhere
else. for that matter, and her sister
is the next sweetest. I'd gladly shower
all my treasure, and throw the air
ship to the winds-if-"
THE proper place for it." I suggested,
by way of comment.
Don't interrupt. Let me see-where
was I?'
IT think you were about to start OF
for the Varney girls
True, but you're frivolous and I'M
appreciative. Can you be made to un-
derstand that I'm soaring and about to
reach the apex Of human bliss-to real
lie every earthly blesstng-or can't
your"
Perhaps. II you put it properly"
II doubt IT. Your mind is too hope
lessly mired in the things of clay. De-
generate! Exiguous! Bah! Let US
He pulled out a couple of cigars. and
tossed one Of them over to me. l light
You're not going to shed me of so
easily, young man." I returned; this
thing about the fog has got to be set
tied. How did you manage to get to
Waterloo street before me last nightT'
Gwynne stared through the smoke as
II hesitating what to do. Then, settling
back against the wall, he looked at me
through the gathering gloom as he an
swered:
IF you'll promise not to say anything
about It, I'll tell you'll few!''
so did I, as fast as the cab could
go through the foG!
Look here, Pete" he returned. Be
ing an exaggerated example of the de-
generate alluded TO. you wouldn't under
stand II told you that / didn't come
through the fog, but over 1t: I've In
vented a flying machine that Is destined
| to solve the question of aviation for the
world I'm experimenting with 1t on
foggy nights, when I can't be seen.
That's all. 1 experimental last night.
That's all, again"
DO you mean to say
But he interrupted me.
"Listen!"
He was at once serious, and, leaning
| forward, proceeded to explain the mys-
| terious invention that was to revolu-
tionize all existing methods of lOcomo-
| ton. Being neither a mechanic nor a
| chemist. II Is impossible for me to repeat
what ! heard-much more impossible to
explain it. Gwynne ratified on for halt
| an hour in terms which / presume were
! scientific, but most Of which were mean
ingless to me. He had got hold of some
! thing-sOme power-that was to neu-
tralize the attraction Of gravitation and
put our bodies in a new relation to the
! earth
| The real secret OF the thing he would
not tell 1t was the most profound dis
covery Of the ages, he assured me, and
! was destined to upset every theory OF
existence. He had formed new combi-
nations of elemental forces. He had
]
cal devices. He had made new appH-
| cation of certain explosives In such a
manner that the shock was absorbed,
while the uplifting qualities remained.
The appliance he showed me looked
something like a life-preserver, and was
worn under the clothing. Its power
| was controlled by a thumbscrew oper-
ated at the wrist. just under the cum;
He slipped 1t on over his clothes. and
there. before my astonished eyes,
| Gwynne rose bodily from the floor. !
was petrtfied-astounded! l could not
speak!
| A child with a new toy could have
been no more infatuated. Up and down
| the garret he floated. moving his arms
from time to time like one who was
swimming, while 1 stood there spell
| bound, open-mouthed, and wondering.
And the way he controlled IT: Higher
-lower-to the right or left, as 1t
pleased him. Sometimes, in rapid un-
dulating sweeps, he would drive from
one end of the room to the other-at
others. he would simply float, scarcely
moving at all. At last he stopped,
alighting gently upon the w4p6-Tearn: PIX rRs,
Gus for words. Awestruck and speech
less stood there as IL facing an appa-
rttion, and for a minute felt that knew
less of the man before me than l did
about Miss Jack, Of Tibet.
You see, I'm really past the expert
mental stage" proceeded Gwynne- "All
I want now is practice. OF course, l
can't show this thing in public, and 30
only go out when the nights are dark
But why doesn't 1t give out7' !
asked THE power, I mean"
Because I keep it constantly re-
newed."
Again he explained how certain pock-
| cts or receptacles were stocked with
certain atmospheric or ethereal ele-
ments. That these were constantly fed
into other compartments, where the
power was generated through vibra-
pull. 1t was the simplest thing in the
world, he said; It was in the air and all
| about US, but in different combinations.
1t was useless to argue about the alb
| surdity of the thing when l had seen 1t
demonstrated. 1t was useless to deny
| the power of CERTAIN South Sea Islanders
| to walk on white-hot stones without
| being burned when had seen them do
| II. Here was a new law-something
! had never understood or seen in opera
ton before, but 1 knew 1t was physical
law-not magic.
II suppose you intend to take 1T with
YOU to Tibet" observed.
| II expect to-yes. 1t may fail, OF
course; but ! am counting on 1t to get
us to the lamasary. You have no con-
ception of the dreadful isolation of the
place-the frightful ramparts that sur
most obscure. If it had not been for
| the wax, 1t would have been impossible
| to have found the way out. The return
| will be more difficult. If we should miss
| the narrow inlet, we will find ourselves
| confronted with precipices and unScala-