But there comes an end to all things, even to the descent
of a tank, and Tom's big machine soon stopped rolling,
sliding, and turning improvised somersaults, and rested in a
pile of soft shale at the bottom of the gully. And the
tank was resting on her back!
"We've turned turtle!" cried Ned, as he noted that he was
standing on what, before, had been the ceiling of the
observation tower. But as everything was of steel, and as
there was no movable furniture, no great harm was done. In
fact, one could as well walk on the ceiling of the tank as
on the floor.
"But how are you going to get her right side up?" asked
Mr. Damon.
"Oh, turning upside down is only one of the stunts of the
game. I can right her," was the answer.
"How?" asked Ned.
"Well, she'll right herself if there's ground enough for
the steel belts to get a grip on.
"But can the motors work upside down?"
"They surely can!" responded Tom. "I made 'em that way on
purpose. The gasolene feeds by air pressure, and that works
standing on its head, as well as any other way.
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