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Wednesday
I am so, so excited. I have just secured the last of the silk to the frame, and my wings are ready to test! Tempted as I am to rush to the window, it is after midnight, and I promised Mother I would try them in daylight, so I shall wait until the morrow. And I have 3 hours of physical principals with the evil Monsieur Roger, so it will have to wait ‘til afternoon. He hasn’t even begun aeronautics yet. How I shall laugh when I soar past his office… Anyway, I am not entirely happy with my welding. The joints are secure (I think), but ragged. I shall have to watch for snags in the silk.
Tomorrow I shall fly!
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Entries in this series:
- Philomena’s Observation Book, Wednesday
- Philomena’s Observation Book, Thursday
- Philomena's Observation Book, Friday
- Philomena's Observation Book, Saturday
- Philomena’s Observation Book, Sunday 1
- Philomena’s Observation Book, Sunday 2
- Philomena’s Observation Book, Sunday 3
Philomena,
your mother forwarded your notes and I am pleased that you are attempting such an experiment. I trust that you tested a scrap of silk. Did you find that it was indeed the vinegar that douses flame on that particular material?
Bon Chance,
Capitaine Charette