The Boy Aviators' Flight for a Fortune

were increasing. Putting aside, for the moment, by a brave effort, his heart sickness, Harry ran to the rail and peered over the side. The motor

e motor craft. She was disabled beyond hope of repair, unless he could get another spark plug. Having ma

rous adventures had given him a power of calm thought beyond his years, and he manag

ut to sea," he thought, "and then, when the wind got up, she drifted still fast

evered, just above the water line, by a sharp knife. The fact that the Daniels could not know that any one would come on board after they slashed the line did not make t

groan. "They'll imagine that I'm dead, or at least that some fatal accident has befallen me, and, w

previous day. There was also a keg of water. Harry lost no time in descending the gangway and making his way to the locker where the food had been stored. First, however, he made a foray on the water keg. Taking o

hearts they had fallen to the meal of which he was now devouring the remains. The recollection almost overcame him. With a strong effort the boy choked back

e, leading one end of the rope on board the schooner itself, and making it fast to a cleat. He felt that the

adily freshening, and Harry judged that the schooner must be drifting before it quite fast. The inclined superstructure naturally added to her "windage" and made her go before the gale more rapidly. The sea, too, was piling up

" thought Harry, "this would be nothing

ght be his fate, if he did not fall in with some vessel, beset his mind more and more, to the exclusion of all else. In the afternoon, as closely as he could judge the time, he took another drink from the fast-diminishing s

un set in a blaze of crimson and gold. The sunset lay behind him, and Harry knew by this that he was drifting east at a rapid rate. Just how rapid he had, of course

ack of ocean vessels by this time. I know there's a line

r through his scantily clothed form. He knew that derelicts are often the cause of marine disasters, a

and hung it in the underpinning

he thought, as he completed th

d shiver till his teeth chattered. He determined to pass the rest of the night below, and once more sought a couch in the empty bunk. But sleep was a long time coming. Tired, excited and hungry as the boy wa

nd there was an odd feeling about the motion of the Betsy Jane. She seemed to have ceased her rolling and pitching

l. The island appeared to be a small one, and in general appearance was not unlike Brig Island. In fact, at first Harry had thought that in some magical way the Betsy Jane had drifted back to that small speck of land. But a second glance showed him that the island off which the dismantl

caught sight of a swirl of blue smoke rising from among the trees on its highest part. This meant help, companionship and food. An involuntary cry of joy rose to the boy's lips, which the next instant turned to a groan as he looked

there by shouting, I'm as badly off as I was before