"My plan is to elevate the nose or bow, of the projectile, point
it toward the sky, at a slight angle, by means of propping it up
on blocks. Then we will get in, seal all the openings, and I
will turn on the power, and off we go. We can shoot right through the
big doors at the end of the shed, and no one will know anything
about it, for we will leave the earth so fast that before any one
is aware of our plans we will be out of sight."
"That is a good idea," commented Mr. Henderson. "Have you boys
put everything in the projectile that you'll need?"
"I guess so," replied Jack, "though it's hard to tell what you
really will need on another planet."
"All I want is my gun and some ammunition," declared Andy Sudds.
"I can get along with that."
"How about you, Washington?" asked Jack.
"'Well, I suah would laik t' take mah fowls along."
"I don't see how you can do that very well, Wash," objected Mr.
Henderson. "We would have to carry food for them, and our space
is very limited at best. I'm afraid you'll have to get rid of
your chickens."
"Couldn't I take mah Shanghai rooster?" begged the colored man.
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