Tom Swift and His Sky Racer; Or, The Quickest Flight on Record

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race, you find that some one else has one exactly like it at the meet?" asked Ned Newton one d

e, and trust to some improvements I have since brought out, and to what I know

ll be too

not too late to punish them for the theft. It's a great mystery, an

ng to start work

lans made, and I've fixed them so that if th

's t

ean nothing. I have marked the right figures and lines by a secret mark, and when I work on them

machine done I'd like to ride in it. Wi

ll give you a ride, all right, Ned. Well, now I must get busy and see what mater

e. I saw Mary Nestor on my way over here. She was asking for you. S

ted to his face it was evident that he was more intere

me intricate calculations. He drew odd little sketches on the margin of the sheet,

sked him to get the various things together, and to have t

e engineer, "for it will need to be given a good tryout before I enter i

and then Tom went in to talk to his father about the mo

h Dr. Gladby said he was far from being well, the physician decl

the best manner of attaching the fins to the cylinders to make th

" demanded the colored

garden!" exclaimed To

person who took the pla

e!" yelled Er

voice r

ve there been burglars around? Why all these prec

k of pleasure coming over his

Swift, with a smile. "I wonder wh

rom the library window, Tom saw the colored man c

imed Eradicate. "I didn't know yo', sah, w

th a beard, so I grew one to please her. But I don't like it. A beard is too warm this kind of weather; eh, Tom?" And Mr. Damon waved his

claimed Tom. "Come in!

other trip to the North Pole, or somewhere

inqui

ndy. It would keep my throat and chin warm." And Mr.

om. "I'm about to build a speedy monoplane,

he meet," said Mr. Damon.

ou think you can stand a speed of a hundred miles an hour, or better, I'll

razor?" asked Mr

ift, wondering what the ecc

nt to make any more resistance to the wind than possible, and my whiskers would certainly hold back Tom's machine. Where

h. "The race doesn't take place for over two months. But whe

I'll shave before we enter the contes

. Damon was for having Andy arrested at once, but Mr. Swift

g another aeroplane. He has all the facilities, and he may attempt to get ahead of me. If he

d Mr. Damon. "But can't we

Mr. Damon his re-drawn plans, and told in detail

departing for his home the next day, and promising to be on hand as soon

whose health was slightly better, and with the aid of

ce to the description of the new one Tom Swift made. We can describe it in general ter

g type, known as the monoplane. It was to be a cross between the Bleriot and the An

ich, as is well known, can, at times, vibrate its wings with su

een successfully photographed, the speed of the wi

t, attempt to take a picture of a humming-bird. He got the picture, all right, but the plate was bl

e as being the best adapted to allow of rapid flight through the air; and the young i

wings somewhat like the fin keels of the ocean liner to prevent a rolling motion. In addition, Tom had an ingenious device to automat

perator and the passenger who sat beside him. The single propeller, which was ten feet in d

er is eight feet in diameter, and gives from four to five hundred pounds thrust at about o

Mr. Jackson, "and I'm going to get it! We'll

"The motor you and your father have mad

el, instead of a real craft, intended for service. But a careful inspection showed the great stre

about two weeks after they had started work on the

Humming-Bird," replied Tom.

bring home the prize

e grew in the heart of the young inventor. But he could not rid himself of worry as to the fate of the plans