Adventure stories; Detective and mystery stories; London (England) -- Fiction
"It's as safe as going to heaven in a rocking-chair," promptly answered
the captain, like an oracle. "The fact is," he proceeded in a lower
tone, "I have had the thing well tested. In the first place, I had it
filled with air and coal gas, for the purpose of arranging the rigging,
and then I took a little trip with it myself with proper hydrogen, and
the petroleum motor hard at work, and it sailed aloft like a bird. In
form, of course, it is similar to the balloon, `La France,' experimented
with as long ago as 1834 by some French officers at Meudon--that is, it
is shaped like a plaice--the front end being larger than the rear; while
it is provided with a compensating ballonet, which is inflated with air
by means of a fan controlled from the motor. The two cars, to hold
three passengers each, like the motor, are supported by a pine
framework, and are suspended at a distance of fifteen feet under the
balloon. The propeller is an exceptionally large and strong one, and
resembles a fish's tail, a mackerel's, for I contend we find all our
true air affinities in the sea. It turns at the rate of two hundred and
fifty revolutions a minute, and the whole apparatus is strong enough to
let us take a fair amount of ballast; for the secret of my success in my
invention does not turn on lightness, where so many flying-machine
inventors have gone wrong of late, but on weight--weight to subdue the
pressure of the wind, to conquer the dead force of the air, and to
answer the power of the motor to get up anything approaching a decent
speed."
The enthusiast stopped. Some detail in the rigging as the great aerial
monster rose higher and higher suddenly required his attention; and for
the next few minutes none of us spoke at all, as the captain moved
hither and thither, directing his subordinates, and getting everything
into working order. Curiously enough, all his feverishness left him
like magic directly there was any serious work to do. For that time he
might have been quite alone in his workshop. He moved and spoke and
acted as one who had perfect confidence in himself and in the issue of
the daring experiment which he was about to undertake.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN.
ABOVE THE CLOUDS.
At last everything seemed in readiness.
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