Tom Swift and His Motor-Cycle; Or, Fun and Adventures on the Road

outh bent quickly over the man. There was an ugly cut on his head, and blood was flowing

of relief. "But I guess he's pretty badly hurt. I must get help

about three hundred feet away, and then he noticed that the s

for machinery, and it hurt him almost as much to see a piece of fine apparatus abused as it did to see an animal mis

d to Mrs. Baggert, who

per. "Why, Tom," she went on hurriedly as she s

mash--I'm going to bring him in here--

rt. "Whatever are we coming to? Who's

red Tom, rushing from the house.

machine shops on the grounds about the Swift ho

nted Mr. Swift, putting aside the work upon whi

she's al

g a woman, I suppose. But we'l

n me down. Guess he doesn't know much about motor

stranger lay. As they bent over him

I? What

ood hands," said Mr. Sw

nned, I guess. What h

tried to climb a tree," re

eer out of the way. And I couldn't shut off the

after an inspection, "and there ar

xclaimed the man vigorously. "

u like it?" as

," the man spoke fain

on't excite yourself. My son and I will ta

cycle, after we've car

gain!" went on the man, rising to a sitting position. "I

er the doctor fixes you up,"

r," cried the stranger. "I am

d cut on your

ately I struck the tree a glancing blow. If you will allow me to rest in your hou

hall we carry you?"

aking a few steps. Mr. Swift and his son took hold of his arms and led him to the house. There he was placed on a lounge an

nscious for a few minu

ff the power of your machine and ran in for dad. I've got the motor-cycle outside. You can't ride it for some ti

on the stranger. "I'm Wakefield Damon, of Waterfield. But do

ps--" bega

me to get it, as he thought riding around the country would benef

" added Tom

ran down this morning?" asked Mr. Damon, s

answered

ering who it could be. It's quite a coincidence. But I wa

n, and that made consider

all sorts of things to make less dust, but I couldn't. Then, bless my eyelashes, if the machine didn't stop just after I nearly ran into you. I tinkered over it for an hour or more before I could get it to going

then. In a little while Mr. Damon felt so much better that he said he would

any time you want t

parel. "Bless my hatband! I never want to see it again! If you will be so kind as to keep it for me, I will send a junk man after i

his mind. Mr. Damon had gone to the bathroom to

rnestly, "may I buy t

a broken mo

ndition. I can repair it. I've wanted a motor-cycle for

t. "You have money enough to buy a new one if

up than get a new one. Besides, I have an idea for a new kind

s, I suppose it will be as good as any. Go ahead,

fancy I can g

he living-room, where h

s my very existence! I have had a very narrow escape. Hereafter when I see anyone on a motor-cycle I shall t

quickly, "will you sel

rings! Sell you t

easily fix it; though, of course," he added prudently, "

it. That is at the rate of two dollars and a half a mile--pretty expensive riding. But if you are in earnes

lars," said Tom quickly,

at is, if I have on

He got the cash from a small safe he had arranged, which was fitted up with an inge

ng toward a stranger, who was just stepping inside the shop where Mr. Swift was constructing his turbine motor. Tom started as he saw