Part 12 (1/2)
”No, it would be too bad to disappoint Mr Fenwick, now that we have ht, and I can't blaer--”
”Oh, well, we can soon be at Cape May, and start back The wind is freshening rather suddenly, though,” and Tom looked at the anemometer, which showed a speed of twentythem to make faster time
The speed of the WHIZZER was now about forty miles an hour, not fast for an air craft, but sufficiently speedy in trying out a new raph, and noted that they had attained an altitude of seven thousand five hundred feet
”That's better than millionaire Daxtel's distance of seven thousand one hundred and five feet,” remarked the lad, with a smile, ”and it breaks Jackson's climb of seven thousand three hundred and three feet, which is pretty good for your machine, Mr Fenwick”
”Do you really think so?” asked the pleased inventor
”Yes And we'll do better than that in tio slow at first, until we see how she is standing the strain This is high and fast enough for the present”
They kept on, and as To well, he let it out a little, The WHIZZER at once leaped forward, and, a little later they caht of Cape May, the Jersey coast resort
”Now to drop down and visit my friend,” said Mr Fenwick, with a smile ”Won't he be surprised!”
”I don't think we'd better do it,” said Toer every ainst us on the way back If we descend, and try to make another ascension we may fail We're up in the air now, and it ain, it may not, but it certainly will be easier to shi+ft around up here than down on the ground So I'd rather not descend--that is, not entirely to the ground”
”Well, just as you say, though I wanted my friend to know I could build a successful airshi+p”
”Oh, we can get around that I'll take her down as low as is safe, and fly over his house, if you'll point it out, and you can drop hie in one of the pasteboard tubes we carry for that purpose”
”That's a good idea,” assented Mr Fenwick ”I'll do it”
Toes could be lasses, Mr Fenwick picked out the residence of his friend, and Tom prepared to circle about the roof
By this time the presence of the airshi+p had beco it
”There he is! There's my friend who didn't believe I would ever succeed!” exclai to a e, white house ”I'll drop hihted pasteboard cylinder, and soon it was falling doard The airshi+p was ainst the wind
Leaning out of the cabin , Mr Fenwick shouted to his friend:
”Hey, Will! I thought you said ive you a ride, soentleman understood what Mr Fenwick shouted at hi his hand, and he saw the falling cylinder, and a look of astonishe
”We're going up now, and will try to head for home,” said Tom, a moment later, as he shi+fted the rudder
”Bless e battery!” cried Mr Damon ”But we have had a fine trip”
”Aback,” observed Tom, in a low voice