Richmond planet. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1883-1938, 1917-07-07

no pulleu lew levers, set tho steer
Ing wheel and started to crank 1t.
Monty" he commanded, "loosen that
line there, and when the engine starts
throw 1t aboard SO won't have to
leave the steering wheel"
did as no asked.
Ho turned tho fywheel over pain.
fully. There was sort of wheeling
sound, but nothing resembling tho reg
ular explosion Of marine motor in tho
flush Of perfect health feeling it's oats.
"Tho engine is cold" he announced.
"Thc principle OF the gasoline en-.
gine, ] lecturcd glibly to Lucille, as
easily COMPREHENSIVE to tho intellect
or boy of ten. It consists simply of
mixing gasoline in tho thing Jig
which Is drawn into what-d'-you-call.
1t In the engine, and then when an
electric spark is applied from tho ding
bat there Is an explosion. See-he
turns the wheel over-th3s draws the
charge Of gas into the engine--now the
eccentric trips tho sparkling deYice-
now listen intently for tho explosion.
You can't hear 1t because there Is q
very good muller ON tho boat"
Bopp expressed what no thought OF
me by hitting the engine a smart rap
with tho monkey wrench.
whats the matter?" inquired Lu.
Gle sweetly, wishing to smooth matters
over. won't the engine rum"
That Is always the prize question to
ask the operator of n gasoline engine
on boat or an auto. Next time you
see an auto stalled beside the road,
with the driver dripping Precipitation
and tearing his heart out at the crank,
ask him that, and you will hear him
pour out his innermost soul IN words
Of one syllable.
Bopp seemed disinclined to answer,
so did 1t for him. "You see, he could
make the engine go, any child could,
but he wants to get it all warmed up
before he starts 1t. 1t Is really kind
ness on his part No humane man
would want to make poor, cold, gaso-
line engine run fast right at first See !
Mr.. Bopp Is going to hold it In his lap
until it gets warm"
ooh, dry up" snapped Bopp impo-
litely.
'"rhat's impossible" retorted. "Tho
HI,
and l stack up considerably higher
than that"
Bopp now had smudge Of dark
grease Oh his light trousers, had worn
Il blister on tho palm Of his hand and
had used up Il collar completely. Hc
opened valve OH top Of the engine,
shifted suspiciously and looked WISE
"Its flooded" he snorted.
II can sympathize with it," I said
feelingly.
After rulnmaging around IN the lock-
er for awhile he got out collection Of
tools and began to remove steel plato
from the engine.
"ln order to make 1t easier to under
stand tho inner workings Of the en-
ginc," l explained to Lucille, che Is
going to take it apart so that you may
see each piece distinctly. I wonder IL
hc knows that he spilled some cylinder
oil In that place where he is now sit
ting. No matter. 10 resume o&lr lee
ture, TINT thin picte OF tubing covered
with black grease Is the crank shaft
No; am mistaken. That Is tho mans
leg, Tho crank shaft Is that other
thing not quite so thin and shapeless.
Move your leg n little, will you, Bopp,
so that Lucille can tell which is the
crank shaftT
There was no reply save growl of
rage from below where the young man
was standing OH his head pccrlng into
the gizzard Of the machine.
Don't forget to tell me when to let
go Of tho rope" reminded him.
Lucille suddenly scrambled down into
tho launch.
"Oh, Frank" she exclaimed, "would
it make any difference If this wire
were fastened to something"
He arose from his imitation Of kan
CARGO about TO jump down a mine
shaft and took the wire from her IN
gers without comment. His feelings,
whatever they WERE he did not dare
trust to speech. There was something
majestic about the repression of tho
man that forbade comment. in pal
plating silence he attached the wire
to a place which seemed to be made
for it, rcassembled the engine, wiped
off his hands and graspcd the crank.
He turned 1t once easily, and, cling"
tho motor got down to business like q
clock!
Lucille hastily scrambled out Of tho
boat.
"Let her gor' Bopp yelled, taking
hold OF tho wheel in q pose good deal
like viking save for the grease on
his trousers. Odd vikings wear trou.
sers? My memory is ut faulty
I threw the line on board with q
feeling OF envy for one who was speed
ing to a square meal.
''KeeD to starboard!' Lucille yelled.
"Keep to starboard There's shallow
water on the port side!'
Bopp spun the Wheel and the launch
turned abruptly to the left.
"Thc other way!' screamed Lucille.
"Starboard is Oh your right sidc!'
She was too late. The boat stopped
suddenly. Bopp hastily took an i'm