Part 6 (2/2)
This was one feature wherein Tom's craft differed froht feet in diaives from four to five hundred pounds thrust at about one thousand revolutions per e
”But I'oing to get it! We'll make a hundred miles an hour without trouble”
”I believe you,” replied the engineer ”The htness and power”
In fact, the whole ive one the idea of a rather large model, instead of a real craft, intended for service But a careful inspection showed the great strength it had, for it was braced and guyed in a neay, and was as rigid as a steel-trussed bridge
”What are you going to call her?” asked Mr Jackson, about teeks after they had started work on the craft, and when it had begun to assu-Bird,” replied To hoineer
And as the days went by, and Tom, his father and Mr Jackson continued to work on the speedy craft, this hope grew in the heart of the young inventor But he could not rid himself of worry as to the fate of the plans that had disappeared Who had the a machine like his own froer Will Contest
One afternoon, as To one of the rear rudders, and pausing now and then to ad Looking out through a small observation peepholetoward the building
”I wonder what's the matter?” he said aloud, for there was a look of worriment on the lady's face Toert?” he called ”Some one up at the house ants to see me?”
”No, it's your father!” panted the housekeeper, for she was quite stout ”He is very ill again, and I can't seeet Dr Gladby on the telephone Central says he doesn't answer”
”My father worse!” cried To from the shop ”Where's Eradicate? Send him for the doctor Perhaps the wires are broken If he can't locate Dr Gladby, get Dr Kurtz We must have so his voice
”Heah I be!” answered the colored arden, which he had been weeding
”Get out your et Dr
Kurtz Hurry, Rad!”
”I's hty sorry, Massa Tom,” answered the colored man, ”but I cain't hurry, nohow”
”Why not?”
”Because Booo mahse'f, but I cain't take dat air o in the butterfly,” decided Tom quickly ”I'll run up to the house and see how dad is, and while I'et out the butterfly I can et him, but he lives over on the back road, where there isn't a line Hurry, Rad!”
”Yes, sah, Massa Tom, I'll hurry!”