Everybody to-day is deeply interested in the marvelous mechanical productions of this young prince of invention.
The son of Frank Reade, himself a noted inventor, Frank Reade, Jr., came honestly by his talent.
Almost a boy in years, the young inventor occupies a place in the annals of fame much to be envied by any of our progressive American youths.
Tall, handsome and affable, he was a conspicuous figure anywhere, and always popular.
Readestown was a handsome little town, merging into a city, and founded by the senior Reade.
Here Frank Reade, Jr., had established his shops and machine works for the special construction of his inventions.
But, as the opening lines of our story intimates, Frank Reade, Jr., had produced a new invention.
Yielding to inquiry, Frank Reade, Jr., vouchsafed the information that it was not like any previous inventions.
The electric air-ship had played its part, but this time Frank had decided upon a radical departure from his previous effort.
“And is it true, Mr. Reade,” asked a neighbor and friend, “that you will take Barney and Pomp with you upon this projected new trip of yours?”