He was one of the old original pioneers, I think.

I disremember exactly what he is celebrated for, but I believe it was flying a--oh, yes! flying a kite, that's it.

The publisher mentioned it.

He was out one day flying a kite, you know, like boys do nowadays, and while she was flickering up in the sky, and he was giving her more string, an apple fell off a tree and hit him on the head, and then he discovered the attraction of gravitation, I think they call it.

Smart, wasn't it?
Now, if you or me'd a been hit, it'd just a made us mad, like as not, and set us a-cussing.