my-hat

Updated: May 11, 2025

They had been running for perhaps ten minutes when Tom shoved over the hand of an indicator that communicated with the engine-room from the pilot-house. At once the Mars increased her speed. "She can do it!" cried Ned. "Bless my-hat! I should say so!" cried Mr.

Victor [pseud.] Appleton - Tom Swift and His Aerial Warship, or, the Naval Terror of the Seas