The Boy Aviators in Record Flight

ork on the New York Planet one broiling afternoon i

oy Aviators that you would be so used to heat and cold and har

who occupied a desk beside that of the stout spectacled youth

good-natured grin from the operation of opening his type

e we printed your story about the recovery of the treasure on the Spani

with which these words were spoken he gave no sign of it. Any reply he might hav

you, Mr. Barnes, at once

pet," sneered Reade as Billy hastened after the boy and the next minute entered a room scre

come conversational, sat a heavy-set, clean-shaven man with a big pair of spectacles astride his nose.

Barnes," was

e," returned the young re

e other brusquely,

ted for the next words

cialty of featuring aviation," continued

did not seem to call fo

is way have obtained a reputation as an authority on aviation an

managing editor's rather

is flight. The $100,000 offer for a transatlantic flight as yet remains unchalleng

nce more agreed Billy, won

izes for flights in opposition to our original idea. The owner of the Planet has therefore decided to eclipse all previous offers and be the first in the field wi

continent?"

date of starting in our to-morrow morning's issue. An

a questio

d send dispatches from the various points along the route c

eporter's f

od of you, sir,"

u have far more knowledge of aviation than Reade-or at least you ought to have aft

Mr. Stowe-how about stops, gasole

the prize to the first aeroplane to arrive in San Francisco, or go furthest in that direction. Also, of course, we cl

is leave. "By the way, sir, does

re that we took him off aviation on the eve of

locking Reade in any way. I don't want to take the assig

r gave an impatien

and get out a story for to-morrow about possible contesta

ooked d

a rest and to continue their studies, and this cross-country flight

nd Auldwin. They will be sure to enter their machines, and let's have a good, live story for to-morrow. By the way, not a word of this to anybody but the aviato

fact, that he almost bumped into Reade as he made his way out. The editorial room was deserted, except for the dark-ha

Fred Reade'

being jarred off his nose in the bump, "isn't there room enough in the place

nk Reade; "what I want to know

aging editor's room from which the boys

ly's reply. He noticed that Reade's face

I going to continue to do

ld man, I'm a

w you don't. You wanted to grab off the job for y

eplied Billy. "I am; but it was only on Mr. Stowe's orders. You're wrong, Fred, a

t away. You don't have to work. You made plenty of money out of your share of the

Billy. "You know that you are one of t

ng fired, I don't have to be, for I've got my resignation ready writ

drew from his pocket an enve

moved at Reade's evident chagrin, "have

lt I've had to quit, Billy Barnes, and I'll not forget it, I can promise you. I'll get even with you

at. Without taking any more notice of Billy he st

e. His hat shoved back off his brow a

e up his mind to something. "I'll do it. The Despatch will jump at it