Tom Swift and His Air Scout; Or, Uncle Sam's Mastery of the Sky

he side of the machine, she had a distinct impression, not that she was going up, but that some one had pulled the earth down from beneath her and, at the same time, given her a shove off in

dropping away from beneath her

vantage of its lifting power on the underside of the planes. The reason for this sensation-that of the earth's dropping down, instead of one's feeling, what really happens, that one is ascending-is because there are no objects by w

air, and only as it rushes past can one be sure of movement. And as the

she had a great fear. Then she calmed herself. She looked at Tom sitting in front of her. Of course, all she could see was his back, but it looked to be a very sturdy back, indeed, and he sat there in the

ride. The earth below seemed farther and farther away. The wide, green field

rom his home in Waterfield to see Tom Swift, gazed alof

is morning. Too bad he couldn't have stopped and spoken to me. It might

voice behind Mr. Damon, and, tur

sed at the sight of the towering form beside him. "I wanted to see Tom most

. "Him diggin' up ground where Master told me to

ose two get to disputing," mused Mr

as skillfully guided as was the one piloted by Tom Swift was delightful. Up and up they went, and then sudd

hat fastened her to her seat. She saw that something unusual had occu

in danger, not so much, perhaps, from what might happ

for she was speaking with her lips close to the tube that served as a sort of int

" cried Tom Swift. "I'll save you al

nd the young inventor redoubled his effo

well knew. Those of you who have read the previous books of this series know it also, but, for the

d, "Tom Swift and His Motorcycle," he became possessed of this machine after it had started to climb a tree with Mr. Damon on board. After tha

his career as an inventor and a possessor of many gasoline craft. For he was not

rs. Swift, by Mrs. Baggert. Mr. Wakefield Damon lived in the neighboring town of Waterfield, and spen

llowing that with a submarine. He also made an electric runabout that was the speediest car on the road. Sending wireless messages, having thrilling ex

ies, part of the fortune he secured enabling him to build his sky racer. It was in a land of giants that Tom

United States Government. Work on his photo-telephone and his aerial warship, the problem of digging a big tunnel, and then travelin

ft and His War Tank," it is called, and in that is related how he not only invented a marvelous machine, but succeeded in keeping its secret from the plotters who tried to take i

times he had managed affairs for Tom, and helped him finance projects. Ned was now an important bank official, and

disabled, Mary Nestor could not help thinking of Tom

is killed!" she thought. "

orry! It's all right!" cried T

't hear you very we

o you can talk in an aeroplane as well as in a balloon? That's an idea! If I could tell you wh

I can't hear you!" cried

houted until his ears buzzed. "It's all nonsense-having a moto

k of it now. Mentally he registered a vow to take up this idea and work on i

. But it was rather an anxious moment. If Tom had been alone he would have

been a sudden fall and a slide slip. In trying to stop this too quickly Tom had broken one of his controls,

actory," mused the young inventor. Tom worked quickly and to good purpose. In a few moments, though to Mary

great idea!" h

before he could give