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Gazing upward, the boy saw, hovering between the deck of the galleon and the stars, a large black object. He instantly knew it for what it was. Luther Barr's air-ship! A galvanic shock passed through the boy at the discovery, and he silently crawled to where Harry and Ben lay and placing his hand over their mouths he in turn awoke them.
"Well, Luther Barr's found a way to make this particular crank pay," was the reply. "That's so. Well, good-night. Oh, say what was the name of the man who planned the Buzzard?" "Oh, Eben something let's see Eben it began with a J. I've got it Eben Joyce, that's it Eben Joyce." "Queer name that Eben Joyce," was Sanborn's comment. "Well, good-night." "Good-night. You won't fail us."
Barr's studio was up seven flights of stairs in the French roof of a building which had no elevator, and had doubtless been chosen by him on account of cheapness and light. Breathless, I paused on the last landing on the afternoon of the day before Christmas, and in response to my knock was greeted by the black beard and large eyes of the artist appearing round the edge of the door.
The calm unselfish wisdom and steadfastness of Mr. Spence seemed more indisputable to me than ever; and in the way of companionship, Paul Barr's gallantries and sallies were vastly preferable to any drawing-room flirtation. It was only when I thought of my father that I felt any concern or doubt. I knew that he had set his heart upon my devoting myself to the study of practical matters.
The spot selected for the permanent camp was a sort of park-like space covered at its edges with masses of manioc and banana bushes. Beyond towered huge tropical trees and beyond these again the blue outlines of the distant Moon Mountains in which, according to old Barr's map, lay the ivory cache. It had been a busy week.
For this reason the boys refrained from paying any apparent attention to Mr. Barr's actions, although as, they remarked afterwards he was as well worth watching as the "sword swallower in a circus side show." "Yes, boys," said Mr. Barr with his mouth full of buttered toast and ham and eggs, "I guess I know more about Africa than any man alive." "You have crossed that continent?" asked Frank..
Miss Elizabeth M. Barr was elected treasurer in 1917 and served until 1920. Miss Barr's predecessors were Miss Mary K. Wood, Mrs. Jewett, Mrs. Ballou, Mrs. Helen N. B. Janes, Mrs. Porter, Mrs. Cross, and Mrs. George W. Parks.
In that far-off country, as told in "The Boy Aviators in Africa; or, an Aerial Ivory Trail," they had outwitted a wicked old man named Luther Barr, who tried to steal from them the ivory that they had recovered from the grip of an Arab slave-dealer. In Luther Barr's yacht, which they had acquired in a surprising manner, they had brought the ivory back to America and saved Mr.
"Come on, boys, we've got to be stirring. Barr's got a long start of us, but we'll get him yet. Ben, you and Sikaso will take one of the Arabs' canoes the ones they left at the river bank when they started after us Harry, Billy, Lathrop and I will fly to the coast in the Golden Eagle II. We've just enough gasoline."
"But but," said Frank amazedly, as the men piled on board and the boys all shook hands madly with everybody. "We can't take this yacht it isn't ours, we have no right." M. Desplaines held out a piece of paper; smiling as he did so. It was covered with writing in Luther Barr's cramped hand and was a characteristic document.
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