The Girl Aviators' Motor Butterfly

eatest excitement of its career. People rushed out of stor

osen a town in which to pass the first night of their motor flight. It appeare

er a favorable landing place. As soon as their intention of descending th

been one available. Trusting to luck that the eager spectators would

ged down close to the park the crowd became well-nigh uncontrollable.

ated the aircraft he could no

want to hurt you!" he s

compelled to drive. Once the throng perceived his intention, however, they scattered wildly. That is, a

aside, but a wing tip brushed the stout man, toppling him over in a twinkling. By the time Roy had stopped his ma

rough the crowd towa

u for that! I'll-" "Look out, here come the re

ections as one after the other the Golden Butterfly, the

als, will yer!" shoute

manded another man. "Gals gallivan

ok the pretty girl aviators to i

embarrassed girls, the auto came rolling up with Miss P

car and were speedily ensconced in its roomy tonneau. "We'll see you at the hotel

rong seemed souvenir mad. Many of them insisted on writing their names with pencils on the wings of the air cra

d Roy indignantly, as he helped the constables shove back an obstr

sum, engaged a tall, gangling-looking youth, whose name was Tam Tammas, to guard the doors and keep off the inquisitive. This done, thoroughly tired out, the boys sought the hotel. Like most towns of its size and importance Meadville only boasted one hostelry worthy of the name. This place, the Fountain House, as it was called, was a decent enough looking hotel and the young aviators were warmly welcomed. After supper, for in Meadvi

re or less languid interest, the inhabitants of the town passing back and forth. Many of them lingered in front of the ho

gth, "I'm getting sick of being looked at a

y, "we'll go in and I'll p

," was the

nt before they left their seats, there came a h

ou doing in

a voice. The tone in which he had been addressed had

aced man whom he had been unf

was the case. But a glowering glance was the only response he received. "You done it a-purpose. Don't t

n amazement. His tone was coa

o your inconvenience," declared Roy

placed at intervals along t

ing in is mine," snappe

on it, eh?" smil

much of a mortgage I've

n age, but with a surly, hang-dog sort of loo

he demanded, addressi

ids have appropr

y ain't everything around here," responded the lad

in response to this elegant speech; "now, the

, by this time, was fairly boiling over. "Under the present

Dan Cassell, "then I'll sh

aught entirely off his guard, was flung to the floor of the porch. He was up in a flash, but as he rose

istance but the red-faced ma

" he warned, "unless you