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Through the Air to the North Pole / Or, The Wonderful Cruise of the Electric Monarch

Chapter 6 AWAY IN THE AIRSHIP

Word Count: 2025    |    Released on: 01/12/2017

n from the cabin all those wheels and things on the walls! Jack, load those packages there into the locker in the

professor gave one look at the place where Taggert had been concealed. The man h

se from the engine room of the Mon

Perfessor!" cr

d man. "Otherwise she will rise and tak

Perf

open the shed roof to let the shi

unordinary contract

the work, but don't tell them about the ship. They can work up on th

ey had nearly everything that the inventor intended to take along piled in its proper place, when footsteps we

n' but he said he'd help take the roof off fer a dollar. De oder two is does farm hands, Tom Smith an' Bill Jones. D

sections when I built this shed. Now it can be taken off in a hurry.

up on the roof to aid the three emergency toilers. By this time several section

e cigar-shaped bag through two rubber tubes. As the bag distended more and more, the Monarch

f the airship's cabin, until the balloon shed was stripped quite bare. The profes

ene engines was started. This was followed by the hum of a

nt lights in the ship's cabin. Next he turned on the powerful searchlight in the bow, and the shed was illumina

rt in five minutes if they get the roof off so we can

d was torn away and the different sections moved to one side. At last the w

ll Jones, characters well known to Amos Henderson, had looked down into the shed, and caught sight of the tugging, swaying airship. The interior had been quite d

!" cried Andy Sudds.

elephant!" excl

t!" ejaculate

y were clinging and peered down into the big balloon shed. Ce

y?" asked the profe

ulated to completenes

ie the ropes, Washi

d out of a side window. "Here comes dat man we tied up i

e allowed to get on the ship! Come on, Mark and Jack! Never mine unkno

the airship. Washington followed thei

voice from outside. "Don'

erson in a joyful tone. "Now to see

e motors and dynamos added to the noise. There was a loud hissing sound. The professor had opened a valve admitting the ful

h the opened shed roof. Out into the air went the

ship, leaned over too far in their anxiety to observe everything. As the gas bag brushed past them they were startled. They lost their b

ed Taggert, who by this tim

he professor, poking his head f

p!" yelled Andy Sudds as he scrambled to his fe

ejaculated

m Smith. "I didn't fig

ctric machinery. The big propeller began to revolve. Swifter and swifter it went. The Monarch, which had risen several hundred feet

want to go to the north pole. I want

whales up north," the

exclaimed, soberly, yet a little ap

omised Mr. Henderson. "You shall

s, starting back toward the engine room. "I had a job p

d the professor. "I need a crew, a

Tom Smith. "I was worki

o," spoke the inve

I shut off de gas?" Wa

he engines and dynamos, they need it. You boys can help," he said to Mark and J

ington's direction, the colored man showing quite a knowledge of the appara

ad happened so quickly that it was hard to realize they were sailing through the air in a

a trip up among the clouds meant. Below the earth was spread out like a good-sized map, with little thre

rful!" he c

y by a constable," spoke his companion. "This is

tremely discommodatiousness to a pusson what ain't used to it," r

ess it is,"

t after that effort?" a

," said Washington. "Gol

ide to side like a kite that h

d toward the conning tower. This proved to be true, for, in a moment, the airship

have the Monarch headed due north, in which direction she will sail alone for a while, I want you boys to come into the dinin

re they found the old hunter and the two farm hands. None of the three had

an. "I feared my forced start would spoil my plans, but yo

by a sudden cry f

urry up an' help, Perfessor. I'm caught in some cantank

ee men the old inventor hastened

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