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Page 15
"Ho! Black man get stuck in mud!" challenged Koku. "I show
him!"
Then there was silence, and Tom and his father, looking out,
saw the two disputants beginning to spade the soil while Mr.
Damon, satisfied that he had, for the time being, stopped a
quarrel, turned toward the house.
"I was just coming to look for you," said Tom. "Sorry I had to
go off in such a hurry and leave you, but I had promised to take
Mary for a ride, and as it was her first one, for a distance, I
didn't want her to back out."
"That's all right, Tom, that's all right!" said Mr. Damon
genially. "Ladies first every time. But I do want to see you, and
it's about something important."
"No trouble, I hope?" queried Tom, for the manner of the
eccentric man was rather grave.
"Trouble? Oh, no! Bless my frying pan, no trouble, Tom! In
fact, it may be the other way about. Tom, I have an idea, and
there may be millions in it! That's it--millions!"
"Good!" cried the young inventor. "Might as well bite off a big
lump while you're at it. So you have a new idea! Well, I have
myself, but I'll listen to yours first. What is it, Mr. Damon?"
"It's a new kind of airship, Tom. I haven't got it all worked
out yet, but I can give you a rough outline. On my way over I got
to thinking about balloons, aeroplanes and the like, and it
occurred to me that the present principles are all wrong."
"So I evolved a new type of machine. I'm going to call it the
Damon Whizzer. Maybe Demon Whizzer would be more appropriate, but
we won't decide on that now. Anyhow, it's going to be a whizzer,
and I want to talk to you about it. There is an entirely new
principle of elevation and propulsion involved in my Whizzer, and
I--"
At that moment there came a crash and clatter of steel and wood
from the garden, out of sight of which Tom and Mr. Damon had
walked while talking. Then followed a jangle of words.
"They're at it again!" cried Tom, as he ran toward the side of
the house. "I guess it's a fight this time!"
CHAPTER V
TOM'S PROJECT
Curious was the sight that met the gaze of Tom Swift and Mr.
Wakefield Damon as they rounded the corner of the house and
looked into the newly spaded garden. There stood the giant, Koku,
holding aloft in the air, by one hand, the form of the struggling
colored man, Eradicate Sampson. And Eradicate was vainly trying
to get at his enemy and rival, but was prevented by the long-
distance hold the giant had on him.
"Yo' let me go, now! Yo' let me go, big man cried Eradicate.
"Ef yo' don't I'll bust yo' wide open, dat's whut I'll do! An'
'sides, I'll tell Massa Tom on yo', dat's whut I'll do!"
"Ho! You tell--I let you fall!" threatened Koku.
His threat was dire enough, for such was his size and strength
that he held the colored man nearly nine feet from the ground,
and a fall from that distance would seriously jar Eradicate, if
it did nothing else. The colored man's eyes opened wide as he
heard what Koku said, and then he cried:
"Let me down! Let me down, an' I won't say nuffin!"
"An' you let me scatter dirt?" asked Koku. for such was the
giant's idea of working in the garden.
"Yes, yo' kin scatter de dirt seben ways from Sunday fo' all I
keers!" conceded Eradicate. Then, as he was lowered to the
ground, he and the giant turned and saw Mr. Damon and Tom
approaching.
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