Joe Strong and his wings of steel : $b or, A young acrobat in the clouds

How it begins

“Yes, I’ve been practically living here for the last month or so, supervising my new machine, Benny. Come in and I’ll show it to you. And you too, Bill. You may be interested.” “Does it work?” asked the man addressed as Bill, a stout, good-natured looking, and jolly individual, who, accompanied by a youth, had called at a certain factory to see Joe Strong. “Work? Well, I hope it will, Bill,” answered Joe. “But it isn’t in shape for trial yet. I hope to have it completed, or nearly so, in a week. Then I’ll give you a real exhibition.” “Yes, I like ’em,” admitted Joe with a smile. “But come in. Mr.