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I may be back to-night, or I may be gone several days Anyhow, I'll be back
in a week, and you mustn't worry about me a single minute. 
How are you going? inquired his father, in the gentle, soothing tone
persons use in addressing maniacs. 
Through the air, said Rob His father groaned, Where's your balloon?
inquired sister Mabel, sarcastically. 
I don't need a balloon, returned the boy. 
That's a clumsy way of traveling, at best. 
I shall go by electric propulsion, Good gracious! cried Mr. 
Joslyn, and the mother murmured: My poor boy! my poor boy! As you are my
nearest relatives, continued Rob, not noticing these exclamations, I will
allow you to come into the back yard and see me start. 
You will then understand something of my electrical powers They followed
him at once, although with unbelieving faces, and on the way Rob clasped the
little machine to his left wrist, so that his coat sleeve nearly hid it. 
When they reached the lawn at the back of the house Rob kissed them all
good-by, much to his sisters' amusement, and turned the indicator of the
little instrument to the word up, Immediately he began to rise into the
air. 
Don't worry about me! he called down to them. 
Good-by! Mrs. 
Joslyn, with a scream of terror, hid her face in her hands, He'll break his
neck! cried the astounded father, tipping back his head to look after his
departing son Come back! Come back! shouted the girls to the soaring
adventurer. 
I will--some day! was the far-away answer, Having risen high enough to pass
over the tallest tree or steeple, Rob put the indicator to the east of the
compass-dial and at once began moving rapidly in that direction. 
The sensation was delightful. 
He rode as gently as a feather floats, without any exertion at all on his
own part; yet he moved so swiftly that he easily distanced a railway train
that was speeding in the same direction. 
This is great! reflected the youth, Here I am, traveling in fine style,
without a penny to pay any one! And I've enough food to last me a month in
my coat pocket This electricity is the proper stuff, after all! And the
Demon's a trump, and no mistake. 
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