The weekly times-record. (Valley City, N.D.) 1912-1922, 1913-04-17

sDecks had dtsapDaased and he was
sazirg into empty space. He SHOOK
himself and smiled. Voices were buz
zing exeitedly all about him. the crowd
surging restlessly about, yet so reals
tic had been the flight Of his imagina
ton that for the last few minutes ha
had. been as oblivious of their pres
ence as had they been upon one OF
the far distant bodies Of space. But
now finding himself upon earth once
more he began peering about. Where
was, Doris? He must hunt her up i'm
mediately. In the scattering of the
concourse before the flight Of the avi!
ators he had for an instant felt q
slight worriment as to her safety, but
she knowledge that Tollivsr was with
her and that his rival was fully COM
petent to protect her had eased his
mind. Now, however, he would search!
her out.
IA hand fell upon his shoulder and
he turned in his tracks. Professor
Desmond was beaming upon him. and
March took the preferred hand with
genuine pleasure. "Ah. Professor!I
Quite able to be around orce more, I
zee. am glad. So you. too, were
lucky enough to witness the pursuit
OF your unclassified mongrel Of space
by the wholly human fying-men."
Desmond's eyes were still sparkling
with excitement.
Yes, was fortunate enough to be
rambling around the grounds when
their ascent took place. 1t was stir
ring-almost excruciating. 1t thrilled
ne Hike fife and drum regiment
marching away to do battle for my
scuntry. longed to accompany
them, to join in their dangers, to smell
the powder Of my own rifle and share
she brunt Of the shock. So today did
(: thrill with desire to sit beside one
at them and hear the whistle Of the
wind. In fact, in spirit did soar
with the air feet. closed my eyes and
experienced quite wildly what mag
Inc are the sensations Of our vanished
AVIATOR friends. But ! fear l an
super-imaginativs and that am lay.
Ing myself open to ridicule. All,
see you are smiling already had
feared So" March's smile grew broad.
or.
Il presume We we're all carried a
little beyond ourselves by our enthu.
siasmo But tell me what news you
have" Tie astronomer tugged thought
bully at his mustache.
81 don't mind letting you know. al.
though I am not advertising it as yet,
that u.s., generally speaking. l have
conceived a little idea that the off.
cials- are putting into execution, but
until it has been tested am no In
eiined to speak much Of 1t. However,
the idea is this: Al you know, we
have quite powerful search light at
the observatory. and nights OF late
Ehave been in the. habit of throwing
Il about the neighboring cliffs and let.
ting 1T rest for while here and there
rs matter of experiment. Well, to
make the story short. upon two coca.
sions after it had remained stationary
for while ] have found the flying
creature within the center Of the light.
! had reasoned that its glare-being
something new to hinl-might attract
aim as it does almost all night flyers,
and it seems that it did. for he put
himself before 1t and for several mo-
ments remained motionless and dis.
tinct, apparently as fascinated by its
brightness as had he been an elk or
other wild animal. That gave me my
second idea and the authorities adopt.
sd it. They are rigging up a rapid.
Ire gun to be placed Immediately over
the searchlight and which will move
tn perfect combustion with 1t, the
gun to be 70 siGhood that when an oh.
ject is in the osaaDr Of the spot light,
the weapon Win b automa tically
pointed at him. Thsn al one will
hare TO- Dc yin b to onerate tbs
mechanism Of the gun and stream 81
nigh velocity bullets will traverse
down the center OF the lane Of light
and in all probability riddle the target.
BE it Flying Man or anything else.
While the idea has not been demon.
strated practically. am fairly proud
Of the suggestion. for being purely