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Little did either of the boys think how much that little cylinder was to mean to them, and how it was to influence some of the most important adventures of their lives. Making the man as comfortable as they could, by rolling up their coats and placing them under his head, the boys hurried back to the Wondership.

Round and round the Wondership circled, a golden speck against the blue sky. In a quarter of an hour the great metropolis seemed nothing but a giant beehive, with millions of busy workers ever hurrying in hundreds of different directions. The cars and automobiles were only like giant bees, moving somewhat swifter than those on what looked like fine threads of cotton or wool.

"This is the Wondership. Three thousand feet in the air," cried Jack. "Congratulations, my boy. It's a success so far." "What shall we do now?" asked Jack. "I want you to fly in the direction of Rayburn, and try to keep in communication all the way." "All right, dad," responded Jack, and altered the course of the Wondership.

The boys, who had been at work on the Wondership, the flying automobile with which they had met such surprising adventures in Brazil, obeyed the summons with alacrity. It was delivered to them by Jupe, the negro factotum of the place. "Massa Chadwick send me on de bustelbolorium," explained Jupe, who had a vocabulary that was all his own, "for yo' alls to come right away by his laburnumtory."

The sky was rent from end to end by jagged lightning. With a deafening roar the thunder broke, rumbling and crashing in the sultry air. S-w-i-s-h! The rain came in torrents, tearing at the storm curtains. It beat frantically at them with a noise like that of surf on a beach. But inside the boys were snug and dry, and the Wondership forged steadily forward. It was a weird experience for the boys.

"For my part," he went on, "I'll forgive you, but I want you to sign a paper promising not to publish anything about this expedition." "I will oh, I will," said Masterson. And then he wrote as Dick dictated. The boys witnessed and signed the paper. "And now you'd better eat breakfast," said Jack. Three days later, the Wondership made two trips to Yuma.

Dick helped with the Wondership and spent the rest of the time fishing and hunting. He managed to get a few rabbits, but there was no other game in the vicinity. It was too barren for deer, although it was said there were plenty of them further down the river.

"Ready," said Tom at the engines. "Then off we go!" Tom pulled the clutch lever and the propellers whirled. Jack gave the steering and controlling wheel an impulse and like a huge bird the Wondership shot up. But she rose slowly, for besides the unusual number of passengers, she was also carrying a great weight in supplies.

She pitched wildly and, but for Jack's skill as an airman, there might have been a serious accident. But he brought the big craft under control by skillful manipulation. The next instant he discovered what had occurred. The grapple of the aircraft had, in some way, dropped from its fastenings and, trailing behind the Wondership, had caught in the roof of the farmer's barn.

Perhaps it was the strange, half-ape-like man he had seen by the Wondership the night before. The boy looked round him in the silent wood as if he half expected to see somebody watching him. He was not afraid, but he felt that creepy feeling that accompanies the mysterious. Suddenly he recollected that he had left his rifle behind when he plunged into the bushes.

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