The Girl Aviators' Motor Butterfly

at remained of the stack ignited by the lightning bolt; but

on, the Hutchings farm would have been burned to the ground. As it was, when the firemen, their horses i

was well into the afternoon, and if they intended to keep up their itinerary it was necessary for them to be hurrying on. A short tim

leaving the Hutchings farm the old man had been so moved to generosity by the novel manner in which his farm had been saved from destruction that he had offered to give back $2.50 of the $5 he

e Wren, and of the child's curious ways. Both girls recalled her odd conduct during t

ggy, with conviction, "that child

mewhere?" asked Jess, readily guessi

re they had no legal righ

be a missing heiress!" Jess, who loved

y la

ght suppose," she said; "I never met any one w

found a long missing child, or-or something

er, since we have no way of knowing who the latter are," rejoined the

a?roplane a wisp of smoke had suddenly curled upward. Like a blue serpent of vapor it dissolved in the air

ter by Peggy herself. Aroused by Jess's cry, she had made an inspection of t

is on fire!" she

of gasoline. It was just then that both girls recalled that the Golden Butterf

ty on any other type of machine. Hardly had Peggy's words confirmi

arth. The girl had hardly made this discovery before, from beneath the "bow" of the monoplane, came a wave of f

t without a rudder. Then suddenly it dashed down toward

space. Faster and faster it dashed earthward without a controlling hand to guid

rfly make her sickening downward swoop. Both lads uttered a cry of fear a

dly affected. But almost before they could grasp a full realization of the accident the Golden Butte

a?roplane as it fell and drove it right

, flinging the two girls out. Both were expert swimmers, but the shock of the sudden descent, a

antly, but the next

g! I'm s

t. It was at this juncture that the boys' machines came to earth almost simultaneously. High above Bess's Dart hovered, and presently it, too, began

t that moment valiantly struggling, the two young aviators leaped out and set out at a run to the r

ay!" gasped the optimistic Peggy, as soon as

a long bit of rope. Jimsy produced this and then swam out to the drifting Butterfly. The rope was made fast to it and the craft

lighted, aiding them. But it was all to no purpose. Even

imsy suddenly, during a pause

get away, I beg of y

look a bit cute with your hair all wet and

dition wet through. Before Peggy could reply to her ch

e Red Dragon and then start

you're a

ern ma

ontory of pur

at all at the laughing encomiums, proceeded to secure the rope to the Re

he yelled, in mocking imitation

hrew the load upon the engine. Then the rope

the Dragon will be broke

Golden Butterfly obediently mounted the steep bank of the pond. Five minutes later the pretty craft sto

e gasoline to drip into the bottom of the chassis, or passenger carrier. Coll

r in the air and no convenient pond handy for them to drop into. In such a case the flames might have reache

ared Roy solemnly, as he concluded his examination and anno