Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: May 28, 2025
"It's Lake Michigan, that's what it is!" shouted Larry, after a quick glance at the map. "Fellows, we're over Lake Michigan!" "And we're going to be IN it or on it in a little while, I'm thinking," Lieutenant McBride said, grimly. "Are you ready for a bath?" "There won't be any trouble about that," answered Dick. "The hydroplanes will take care of us.
Besides, you are not pressed for time, as your stay here will not count against you. I think you had better wait until morning." "And stay here all night?" asked Dick. "I think so. You have proved that your hydroplanes are all right. Why not rest on the surface of the lake until morning?
Are you going to have other people there?" "Vera," he said, "and her man, and I rather think Considine, her man's brother. Fat and friendly, with a beard, and knows a good deal about machines, one way and another. I want his advice about hydroplanes, among other things. You'll like him." "Why shall I like him?" "Because he's himself. He has no manners at all, only feelings. Nice feelings.
The hydroplane was forced over backwards, the tail striking a sand bar. Dave and Hiram were both ready for the tip. They escaped with only wetting their feet, for they climbed upon the bottom of the upper surface as the hydro capsized. The hydroplanes prevented the machine from sinking. Almost at once a boat put out from shore.
"Now, the first thing to do is shed these uniforms." "What for?" "So that we shall not be taken for British should we fall among the enemy. We'll put on plain khaki suits." "Well, whatever you say," said Frank. This was the work of but a few moments; and half an hour later the two lads soared into the air in one of the Queen Mary's large hydroplanes.
I could imagine the London evening papers and the howling in Fleet Street. We saw the result of our actions, for it was quite laughable to see the torpedo-boats buzzing like angry wasps out of Sheerness in the evening. They were darting in every direction across the estuary, and the aeroplanes and hydroplanes were like flights of crows, black dots against the red western sky.
And you might have to make it some time." "I'll see what we can do, at any rate," decided Dick. "We will probably never get a better chance than this. Come on, boys! We'll see how our hydroplanes act!" he called. The only thing that was necessary to do was to start the motor that operated the propellers. The aircraft was at this time resting easily on the surface of Lake Michigan.
Still, they both seem always to be plentifully supplied with money and to have a good trade. Lang lives most of the time up on the west shore of the Hudson, and seems to be more interested in his position as commodore of the Riverledge Yacht Club than in his business down here. He is quite a sport, a great motor-boat enthusiast, and has lately taken to hydroplanes."
"And it's lucky we're not IN the water!" exclaimed Innis. "Regular Hamilton luck, I call it." "No, it's Vardon luck," Dick insisted. "He planned the hydroplanes that made it possible." Lights were set aglow to show the position of the craft on the water. "We don't want to be run down in the night," Dick said, as he noted the red and green side lights as well as the white ones at bow and stern.
Still, they both seem always to be plentifully supplied with money and to have a good trade. Lang lives most of the time up on the west shore of the Hudson, and seems to be more interested in his position as commodore of the Riverledge Yacht Club than in his business down here. He is quite a sport, a great motor-boat enthusiast, and has lately taken to hydroplanes."
Word Of The Day
Others Looking