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

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gentle slant. Higher and higher it rose above the grou

rial flight, and as the aged inventor saw his son's latest design in aeroplanes circling in the air he gave a chee

ng in return. "I hope he's well e

, at no great speed, to be sure, for the young invento

dd gentleman. "I never shall ha

how do you like it? Don't you think it's

k out! What are you up to?" for the machine

rying," answered Tom. "I couldn't do that with my

ned a little white, and whose breath was coming in gasps, even thou

referred to remain in the vicinity of his home, in case of any accident. So he circled around, did f

mon, when Tom had once more made th

out, for I built this with the idea of breaking all records, and nothing else. I know, now, that I can construct a craft that will successfully navigate the air; in fact, the

will

t her out for all she's worth. I want to do a hundred miles an hour,

will stay home,"

m, laughing. "Now watch. I'm goi

d through the air so fast that Mr. Damon

we really go fast!" yelled Tom above the noise of th

t that fast?" a

ook hi

d you'll see,

and Mr. Swift hastened u

ould do it, T

t been for that wonderful engine

! but that's a f

y is," agree

in better trim," admitted t

"I's proud oh yo', Massa Tom, an' so will mah mule Boomerang be, when

nks,

little under 'em, when they go up in the

in this?" asked Tom of

she cried firmly. "Oh, dear! I think the potatoe

ome changes. He altered the wing tips slightly, and adjusted the motor, unt

as he thought of the number of contes

of the world were to have a part in it. Tom knew that he must do his very best, and he s

unced to Mr. Damon one night. "I'll see what the H

chance you do. But if you're going to have such a nerve-racking thing as t

. I think I'll go

he

ely to see his male friends, why did he dress so carefully, put on a new necktie, and take se

hed, to see that all was right there, he went to bed, first connecting up t

zzing of the alarm at the head of his bed. At first he took it for the droning and humming o

he realized what it

in the shed!

of slippers, with speed worthy of a fireman. He grabbed up a revolver and ru

the Humming-Bird!" shouted To