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uppose, otherwise the golden egg--the little recording apparatus coming down on the wing of its black parachute." The inventor laughed amusedly again, glancing sidelong at _his_ masterpiece, the little five-inch openwork steel box, having in it two tiny wheels with paper wound, tapelike, on one and a pencil between them. This carried in the head of the Thunder Bird, big or little, would keep a record of as high as it went by the pencil automatically making marks so long as there was any air-pressure, like a guiding hand, to move it. "Yes." The weaver nodded. "And here--here is the Will being read!" The girlish voice was lower now, the girlish feet treading doubtful ground, as she pointed again to those two quaint, stubby figures, with a third one reading from a parchment. But there was no doubt at all in the young voice which presently gathered itself for a climax. "And see--see there--those little yellow dots I'm weaving in now; those are gold pieces, father, the money that _is_ coming to us from somewhere for you to finish your invention. Yes! and I'm going on to weave in the moon, too, and the little blue powder-flash before her face, to show the Thunder Bird has got there. For it is going to get there, you know!" Pem's blue-star eyes were dim now, but in them was the wisdom of babes--the wisdom oft hid from the wise and prudent. "Daddy-man!" She bowed her head over the pearl-woven prophecy, speaking very low. "I could always tell you my thoughts. Somehow, at that awful time of the train-wreck, when we were in the icy water, Una and I, before the boy came, the big boy who saved us, through--through all the 'horripilation', as he called it, I seemed to see a light; the--the Light of Light Eternal, as we sing--God--and I knew, oh-h! I knew-ew, at the last, that we weren't going to dr-rown.... I know just as certainly now that you're going to launch the Thunder Bird, to go-o where nothing--Earthly--has ever gone before.... Father-r!" Silence fell upon that passionate little cry in the dim workshop. Only the beauty of the pearl-woven thing upon the table spoke--the record to go down to posterity. Then into the silence tiptoed the voice of a man, whimsical, slightly, yet with a touch of tender awe in it, too: "And none knew the Wise Woman who saved the city!" CHAPTER VI A HOTSPUR "Oh! I'm so glad--just so glad I don't know what to do with myself--that those experiments with the lesser
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