The Sky-Man

Excerpt from The Sky-Man

Cayley would not say that he had learned to dyg he would still insist that he was learning. And, in a sense, this was true. Almost every day cider, gull, cormorant or albatross taught him some new trick of technique in steering, soaring or wheeling, perhaps, in a tricky cross-current of air. Even that fulmar, which had fled in such ungainly haste. Had given him a new idea in aerostatics to amuse himself with.

But for all practical purposes Cayley had learned to fly. The great fan-driven air ship, 100 feet from tip to, tip, which had long lain idle on his ranch at Sandoval, would probably never leave its house again. I: had done yeoman service. Without its powerful propellers, for a last resource, Cayley would never have been able to try the experiments and get the practice which had given him the air for his natural element. He had outgrown it. He had no more need of motors or whirling fans. The force of gravity, the force of the breeze and the perfectly cc-ordinated muscles of his own body gave him all the power he needed now.

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