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"We're going to fly back to Dankville," replied Mr. Larson. "No, you ain't! You ain't goin' t' move that machine until you pay fer the damage to my tree!" insisted Hank, as he took a firmer grasp of the club. "I want ten dollars for what you done to my tree." "Ten dollars!" grasped Uncle Ezra. "'Tain't wuth half that if it was loaded with apples."
He had to prove that he was really capable of handling it, and he nearly came to grief in doing this, as many a better youth might have done. Dick's uncle, Ezra Larabee, of Dankville, was a rich man, but a miser. He was not in sympathy with Dick, nor with the plans his sister, Dick's mother, had made for her son.
From time to time Grit growled, and finally Uncle Ezra, perhaps fearing that the dog might get loose and bite him, said: "I think I'll go in the house for a while, Nephew Richard. Your father is not likely to be home today, but as I have missed the last train back to Dankville, listening to your talk about airships foolish talk it seems to me I will have to stay all night."
As yet the young millionaire knew nothing of the plans of his Uncle Ezra, for he had been too busy to visit his relatives in Dankville. "Well, let's wheel her over to the starting ground," proposed Dick, as they stood around the airship.
Do you mean to tell me that you are sinfully wasting money on such a thing as that on something that will never go, and will only be a heap of junk?" and Uncle Ezra, of Dankville, looked as though his nephew were a fit subject for a lunatic asylum. Grit growled in a deep, threatening voice, and Uncle Ezra looked around with startled suddenness.
"Oh, dry up!" spluttered Uncle Ezra, who was now "real mad" as he admitted later. He and the lieutenant wheeled the machine back to have another try, and this time they were successful in getting up in the air. The aviator circled about and headed for Dankville, the airship having come down about three miles from Uncle Ezra's place. "Well, you're flyin' that's a fact!" cried Mr.
So now we find Dick, Paul and Innis laboring over the new airship, in which the young millionaire hoped to make a flight across the United States, from ocean to ocean. "That's what I like to see!" exclaimed Uncle Ezra, as he came out to the shed just before he started back for Dankville. "It does young men good to work. Pity more of 'em don't do it.
The young millionaire and the aviator then went into details about some complicated point in the construction of the Abaris, with which it is not necessary to weary my readers. Larson must have recalled what Dick had told him about Uncle Ezra being a wealthy man, for, as subsequent events disclosed, the disappointed army officer went almost at once to Dankville.
"A what!" cried the young millionaire in great astonishment, for he had been too busy, of late, to hear any news from Dankville. "An airship a biplane, I believe they're called," the foreman went on. "Well, I'll be gum-swizzled!" cried Dick, faintly. "Come on, fellows. The world must be coming to an end, surely."
They reached Dankville in good time, but, on calling at the house, Aunt Samantha told them her husband was at the woolen mill. "We'll go down there and see him," decided Dick, after talking to his aunt a little while. She had been looking in the parlor to see that, by no chance, had a glint of light gotten in.
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