Five Thousand Miles Underground - Or, the Mystery of the Centre of the Earth by Roy Rockwood
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"Perfesser wants yo' immediate," said Washington.
"But we haven't caught a single fish," objected Mark. "Them's the orders from headquarters," replied the colored man. "Yo' both got t' project yo'selves in th' vicinity of th' machine shop. I reckon th' new fangled contraption that th' perfesser is goin' t' navigate th' air an' sail th' angry seas in, am about done. He want's t' try th' engine." "Come on then," said Jack. "We probably would not catch any fish, anyhow, Mark." Accompanied by Washington, the youths, each of whom was about eighteen years old, started toward the big shed. While they are on their way opportunity may be taken to tell a little about them, as well as about Washington and the professor, and the curious craft on which the scientist was working. A few years before this story opens Mr. Henderson had invented a wonderful electric airship. He had it about completed when, one day, he and the two boys became unexpectedly acquainted, and, as it developed, friends. Mark and Jack were orphans. After having rather a hard time knocking about the world trying to make a living, they chanced to meet, and resolved to cast their lots together. They boarded a freight train, and, as told in the first volume of this series, entitled, "Through the Air to the North Pole; or the Wonderful Cruise of the Electric |
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