Tom Swift and His Photo Telephone or the Picture That Saved a Fortune

ut right now, Ned

e, Capta

ke a sieve! We only got

ight," ag

led from the shop on shore down into the river. Then, poling the craft along, until she was in the "cradle," Ned he

s I find she sets level," called

re good gears on this windlass,

not out of her," for a stream poured from the stuffing-box, through which the propeller sha

at repairer, when he had come out to

h his big red boat, ran i

speed mania. There's Bert Johnson's little speeder over there," and he pointed to one over which som

nt down to see how much dam

ey for the repairs," went on Mr. Houston, th

make him pa

-no more than right, too; but Pete

t he sue?"

lawyers, I reckon. So he playe

hat!" and there was a grim and determined look on the face of the y

eks, Tom. I'm ter

stled r

ck to my shop," he said. "But she'd sink on the home

l that

lked out of the

do, Tom?" asked Ned,

well go back and see if that new supply of selenium has

e going to take--less than an ho

ughed Tom. "And you've done it--you and Mr. Peters together. It jolted up my brai

out and get some fresh air wh

ll, l

his day's work at the bank was over. And for some time after that--until far

t the image to show on the metal plate, nor could he get any results

ansmission of the light waves over th

the aged inventor. "You are on

w, it isn't much loss," spoke Tom, ruefull

up to you. Only I tell

t. He had tried everything he could think of, and he had Eradicate and Koku, the giant, almost distracted, by making them stay in small t

"pose" any longer, so Tom was forced to use Eradicate. As for that el

reckon I knows

? Well, w

a white-complected gen'man to stand in dat booth an' loo

's. I guess the truth of it is that you're like Koku. You're getting tired. I don't know as I blame you. I'm getting a bit weary myself. I'm going

ship, Rad, and I'll t

lk, Massa Tom," was

speedy monoplane was waiting for him. "I haven't seen him in some time, and I'd like to get at

t, Tom. A

ed Tom, as he paused in the

eady cash, you kno

oing to tell him w

g rudder, he was soon soaring into the air, he and his craft becoming smaller and smaller as they

landing in the big yard in front of Mr. Damon's house,

when the eccentric man heard the throbbing of Tom's motor, he was o

m asked of the maid w

find him in the library,

was so listless, and his friend's manner so gloo

ou in a minute, Tom. I've got to finish this lette

and when this did not happen Tom was sure something was wrong. He waited until hi

that you're having hard

d I am," was the quick an

t me to fix his airship," and Tom

matters aren't any better, Tom. In fact, they're worse. I just had to write to a man who was asking for help, and I had to re

mon! Why, I thought

h, I'm afraid. I drew out some money I had in government bonds

st jumping out of his chair. "Why,

usual energy Mr. Damon banged his fist down on his desk. "Give him a wide berth, Tom, and if you see him coming, turn your back. He'd talk a miser into giving