I WAS BORN IN CONNECTICUT ABOUT
I WAS BORN IN CONNECTICUT ABOUT THIRTY YEARS ago. My name is David Innes. My father was a wealthy mine owner. When I was nineteen he died. All his property was to be mine when I had attained my majority–provided that I had devoted the two years intervening in close application to the great business I was to inherit.
I did my best to fulfil
I did my best to fulfil the last wishes of my parent–not because of the inheritance, but because I loved and honored my father. For six months I toiled in the mines and in the counting-rooms, for I wished to know every minute detail of the business.
Then Perry interested me in his
Then Perry interested me in his invention. He was an old fellow who had devoted the better part of a long life to the perfection of a mechanical subterranean prospector. As relaxation he studied paleontology. I looked over his plans, listened to his arguments, inspected his working model–and then, convinced, I advanced the funds necessary to construct a full-sized, practical prospector.
I shall not go into the
I shall not go into the details of its construction–it lies out there in the desert now–about two miles from here. Tomorrow you may care to ride out and see it. Roughly, it is a steel cylinder a hundred feet long, and jointed so that it may turn and twist through solid rock if need be. At one end is a mighty revolving drill operated by an engine which Perry said generated more power to the cubic inch than any other engine did to the cubic foot. I remember that he used to claim that that invention alone would make us fabulously wealthy–we were going to make the whole thing public after the successful issue of our first secret trial–but Perry never returned from that trial trip, and I only after ten years.