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+Title: Tom Swift and His Giant Telescope
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+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus001.jpg" alt="cover"  />
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+
+<p class="center" style="margin-top: 6em;" >
+<img src="images/illus212.jpg" alt="cover"  />
+</p>
+
+
+<h1>TOM SWIFT</h1>
+
+<h3>and</h3>
+
+<h2>His Giant Telescope</h2>
+
+<h4><i>By</i></h4>
+<h2>VICTOR APPLETON</h2>
+
+<h3><i>Illustrations by</i><br />
+JAMES GARY</h3>
+
+<p class='center' style="margin-top: 5em;"><small>WHITMAN PUBLISHING COMPANY<br />
+Racine, Wisconsin</small></p>
+
+<p class='center'><small>Copyright, 1939, by<br />
+WHITMAN PUBLISHING COMPANY<br />
+Racine, Wisconsin</small></p>
+
+<p class='center'><small>All Rights Reserved</small></p>
+
+<p class='center'><small>Printed in U.S.A.</small>
+</p>
+
+<p class='center'> <small>[Transcriber's note: Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that
+the copyright on this publication was renewed.]</small></p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus211.jpg" alt="cover"  />
+</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2>CONTENTS</h2>
+
+<p style="margin-left: 7em;"><b>
+CHAPTER
+</b></p>
+<ul class="TOC">
+<li>
+<a href="#CHAPTER_I">    The New Project </a>
+</li>
+<li>
+<a href="#CHAPTER_II">   Suspicions   </a>
+</li>
+<li>
+<a href="#CHAPTER_III">   An Accident  </a>
+</li>
+<li>
+<a href="#CHAPTER_IV">   A Murderous Attempt </a>
+</li>
+<li>
+<a href="#CHAPTER_V">   In Peril </a>
+</li>
+<li>
+<a href="#CHAPTER_VI">   Tom Drugged! </a>
+</li>
+<li>
+<a href="#CHAPTER_VII">  Deep Sea Diving</a>
+</li>
+<li>
+<a href="#CHAPTER_VIII"> Trapped By a Sea Monster   </a>
+</li>
+<li>
+<a href="#CHAPTER_IX">  A Robber  </a>
+</li>
+<li>
+<a href="#CHAPTER_X">    Success! </a>
+</li>
+</ul>
+
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus002.jpg" alt="calm"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'>Tom Swift Appeared Calm</p>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2>TOM SWIFT<br />
+and His Giant Telescope</h2>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2><a name="CHAPTER_I" id="CHAPTER_I"></a>CHAPTER I</h2>
+
+<p class='center'>THE NEW PROJECT</p>
+
+
+<p>Tom Swift appeared to be calm,
+although in reality he was about
+as excited over his latest invention
+as he ever had been about anything
+in his life.</p>
+
+<p>"I'm sure it's going to work,
+Ned!" he said eagerly to his chum
+as they neared Tom's private laboratory.
+"With my new device I
+hope to learn more about the
+planets. I want to start soon&mdash;"</p>
+
+<p>"Listen here!" broke in Ned
+Newton. "If you're thinking of
+going to Mars or the moon, just
+count me out! I've gone with you
+to many strange places and have
+never kicked. But this&mdash;"</p>
+
+<p>"Hold on, young fellow!" interrupted
+the youthful inventor with
+an amused chuckle. "I've nothing
+like that in mind YET! All I want
+to do is show you my new 'space
+eye.'"</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus003.jpg" alt="ned"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> Ned Newton, Tom's Chum</p>
+
+<p>"Can't say as I like that word
+'yet,'" Ned muttered darkly. "But
+I'll take a look at your new jigger
+if you'll promise not to shoot me
+through space in a rocket or cannon-ball!"</p>
+
+<p>"Word of honor I won't," promised
+Tom, crossing his heart with
+mock solemnity. "Well, here we
+are."</p>
+
+<p>The two boys had reached the
+laboratory, a small building at the
+rear of the spacious lawn surrounding
+Tom's father's home and
+close to the extensive work of the
+Swift Manufacturing Company at
+Shopton.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus004.jpg" alt="heart"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> Tom Crossed His Heart</p>
+
+<p>"I'll bet these shelves have more
+scientific apparatus on 'em than
+any other shelves in the world,"
+remarked Ned, as his chum opened
+the door.</p>
+
+<p>Various cabinets containing
+hundreds of chemicals stood about.
+Against one wall was a huge transformer,
+from which the youthful
+scientist, Tom Swift, could draw
+almost any kind of electric current
+he might desire.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus005.jpg" alt="entered"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> They Entered the Laboratory</p>
+
+<p>"Here goes!" said the young inventor.</p>
+
+<p>He rolled back a small rug in the
+middle of the floor to expose a massive
+steel trap door. This he unlocked
+by twirling the dial of a
+complicated mechanism. Some
+years before Tom had constructed
+beneath his laboratory an impregnable
+chamber to safeguard his
+secret plans. He called it his Chest
+of Secrets, and guarded it well.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus006.jpg" alt="rug"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> Tom Rolled Back a Small Rug</p>
+
+<p>Even Ned Newton, Tom's closest
+friend and business associate, did
+not know the entire contents of the
+massive vault. Only Tom and his
+father were aware of all the inventions
+concealed there.</p>
+
+<p>"Some of these inventions must
+not be known to the world in its
+present state," the elder man had
+said.</p>
+
+<p>One of them was the terrible
+electric death-ray, capable of destroying
+anything in its path. Only
+if the United States should be invaded
+by an enemy power, would
+this be revealed.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus007.jpg" alt="raycover"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> There Was a Death Ray</p>
+
+<p>"Here it is," said Tom, joining
+his chum after a few minutes spent
+in the vault.</p>
+
+<p>He was carrying a small wooden
+box which he placed on the desk
+and opened. If Ned, as he leaned
+over eagerly, expected to see anything
+astonishing he was disappointed.
+Resting on the velvet
+lining was simply a round disk of
+a greenish substance perhaps six
+inches in diameter. This was
+mounted in a gleaming metal ring
+from the edges of which there projected
+five electric binding posts.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus008.jpg" alt="box"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> He Was Carrying a Wooden Box</p>
+
+<p>"Funny kind of an eye," observed
+Ned. "You can't even see
+through it."</p>
+
+<p>"You'll soon see through it, all
+right," retorted Tom, laying the
+disk on his desk and connecting
+four dry cells to the binding posts.
+He placed a small rheostat in the
+circuit so that the strength of the
+current might be regulated.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus009.jpg" alt="disk"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> The Disk Was Mounted in a Metal Ring</p>
+
+<p>Slowly he moved the little handle
+over the graduated dial. A minute
+passed during which, so far as Ned
+could see, nothing happened. Without
+warning the green crystal suddenly
+glowed brightly for a fraction
+of a second, then could not be
+seen at all. The polished ring of
+metal in which it had been mounted
+alone remained.</p>
+
+<p>"It's gone!" cried Ned in bewilderment.
+"I can see your desk top
+right through where it was!"</p>
+
+<p>"No," smiled the inventor, "it's
+still there as you'll find if you try
+to poke your finger through the
+metal ring."</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus010.jpg" alt="gone"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "It's Gone!" Cried Ned</p>
+
+<p>A trifle gingerly his chum extended
+his hand toward the circle
+of metal. Though Tom had assured
+him that the little disk was
+still in place, Ned was unable to
+repress a start when his finger
+touched a cool, polished surface
+which his eyes told him could not
+be there.</p>
+
+<p>"Say, that's wonderful!" he exclaimed,
+staring at the invisible
+substance with awe. "That stuff
+must be a hundred times more
+transparent than the finest plate
+glass!"</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus011.jpg" alt="surface"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> His Finger Touched the Cool Surface</p>
+
+<p>"Yes, and more," said Tom. "But
+that's not the most wonderful feature
+of the new substance."</p>
+
+<p>"What, then?"</p>
+
+<p>"Well, it's difficult to explain.
+Even now I know very little about
+it. I can tell you WHAT it can do,
+but the WHY is still as much of a
+mystery as ever. Briefly, this new
+element, or maybe it's a compound,
+I'm not sure which, reacts in a very
+strange manner to light. Let me
+show you. That'll beat any long-winded
+theory I could spout."</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus012.jpg" alt="wonderful"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "That's Wonderful!" He Exclaimed</p>
+
+<p>Going to the door, Tom called in
+his giant servant Koku, who once
+had been a prince in his own far-off
+savage land, before Tom Swift
+had brought him to Shopton.</p>
+
+<p>"What want, Master?" came a
+deep-toned reply, as the huge dark-skinned
+man, who stood a trifle
+over eight feet in height, entered.</p>
+
+<p>"Just carry outside that telescope
+there in the corner," requested
+Tom, pointing to the instrument.
+"Better be careful; it's a bit
+heavy."</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus013.jpg" alt="koku"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> Tom's Giant Servant Koku</p>
+
+<p>"Not heavy for Koku," boomed
+the giant. "Liftum in one hand!"</p>
+
+<p>Though it was not a large instrument
+as telescopes go, this one,
+with the massive iron pier upon
+which it was mounted, weighed not
+far from four hundred pounds.
+When Koku clamped his mighty
+hand about the stand he seemed to
+lift it as easily as a boy might raise
+a baseball bat or a golf club.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus014.jpg" alt="lifted"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> Koku Lifted It Easily</p>
+
+<p>"I'll never get used to his
+strength," murmured Ned as the
+boys followed the giant through
+the laboratory door, Tom carrying
+his marvelous green disk.</p>
+
+<p>"He is a big boy, for fair,"
+laughed Tom. "Lucky for our
+prize-fighters he hasn't gone into
+the ring."</p>
+
+<p>After carefully placing the telescope
+where the inventor directed,
+Koku returned to the bench under
+a near-by apple tree where it was
+his wont to rest when he was not
+needed.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus015.jpg" alt="disk"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> Tom Carried the Green Disk</p>
+
+<p>"Now what, Tom?" questioned
+Ned. "Surely you're not expecting
+to see stars in broad daylight?"</p>
+
+<p>"Oh, no, though it could be
+done," returned Tom, pointing the
+instrument toward the crest of a
+wooded hill several miles distant
+from Shopton. "Now we're ready.
+Take a peek."</p>
+
+<p>"Well," said Ned, peering into
+the eyepiece, "all I see are a few
+trees."</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus016.jpg" alt="peek"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "Take a Peek," Invited Tom</p>
+
+<p>"Just stand by," directed his
+friend, clamping his green disk
+over the front lens, or objective,
+of the telescope and turning on the
+current. As before, the green stuff
+seemed to vanish. "Now, look
+again," he said.</p>
+
+<p>No sooner had Ned put his eye
+to the instrument than he gave a
+start. "It's magic!" he exclaimed.
+"Why, that hill seems as if it were
+right here and the view is much
+brighter. I can see every leaf on
+the trees and&mdash;yes! even a bird's
+nest and the little birds in it!"</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus017.jpg" alt="magic"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "It's Magic!" He Exclaimed</p>
+
+<p>"Now maybe you have an idea
+as to how I propose to discover the
+secret of life on the planets," responded
+Tom calmly.</p>
+
+<p>"The secret? What do you
+mean? Surely you don't expect to
+see men on Mars!"</p>
+
+<p>"I mean to build a telescope with
+a space eye big enough and powerful
+enough to do it!" The young
+inventor's face lit up with a
+strange light. "It's the greatest
+thing yet, Ned!"</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus018.jpg" alt="mean"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "What Do You Mean?" Asked Ned</p>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2><a name="CHAPTER_II" id="CHAPTER_II"></a>CHAPTER II</h2>
+
+<p class='center'>SUSPICIONS</p>
+
+
+<p>"Yes," said Ned dubiously, "if
+you can do it. Oh, I'll admit that
+your invention improves a telescope
+marvelously. But to see life
+on another world, millions of miles
+away&mdash;well, that sounds like a
+pretty tall order even for you, Tom
+Swift!"</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus213.jpg" alt="order"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "That Sounds Like a Tall Order!"</p>
+
+<p>"Let's go back in the lab and I'll
+tell you more about the project."</p>
+
+<p>Tom directed Koku to carry the
+telescope inside. As the three
+walked back, the giant suddenly
+gave a yell.</p>
+
+<p>"Quick, Master!"</p>
+
+<p>With that the servant let go the
+big instrument, placing it with a
+thud none too gently on the hard
+ground. In a bound he was off.
+Tom and Ned caught a glimpse of
+someone just disappearing around
+the edge of the building. Had the
+stranger sneaked into the laboratory
+while Koku's back was
+turned?</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus019.jpg" alt="cover"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> Koku Bounded Off</p>
+
+<p>"I hope the space eye isn't
+smashed!" exclaimed Tom, examining
+the instrument. "Or the telescope
+lens."</p>
+
+<p>Anxiously Ned waited as his
+chum detached the green disk and
+held it up.</p>
+
+<p>"I&mdash;I guess it's O.K.," said Tom
+at length. "I'll test it in the lab
+and see."</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus020.jpg" alt="lifted"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "I Hope the Space Eye Isn't Smashed!"</p>
+
+<p>At this moment Koku reappeared,
+saying the intruder had vanished.
+Moreover, he was very contrite
+about having handled the
+telescope roughly. In a few seconds
+the fears of the three vanished.
+Put to the electric test, the
+disk was found to be all right.</p>
+
+<p>"Who do you suppose was sneaking
+around here?" asked Ned.</p>
+
+<p>"No telling," replied Tom. "But
+nothing seems to be missing," he
+added, glancing around.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus021.jpg" alt="lifted"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "Nothing Seems to Be Missing."</p>
+
+<p>"I hope you're right," said Ned.
+"Now tell me more about this
+green disk. How did you happen
+to discover the stuff?"</p>
+
+<p>"As to just what it is," replied
+the other slowly, "I'm not sure yet.
+When I analyzed it, I found a substance
+absolutely new to chemistry."</p>
+
+<p>"Where did you get it?" asked
+Ned.</p>
+
+<p>"I scraped it from that meteorite
+down in Koku's country in
+South America."</p>
+
+<p>Ned whistled. "Ever since we
+found that thing which we called
+a planet stone, you've been discovering
+all sorts of things about it."</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus022.jpg" alt="scraped"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "I Scraped It From a Meteorite."</p>
+
+<p>"Right now I hope to revolutionize
+the field of astronomy with it,"
+said Tom.</p>
+
+<p>"Tell me more about this wonderful
+green substance."</p>
+
+<p>"It may be a new compound or
+it may be an unknown element.
+Anyway, in experimenting with it
+I found that heat and electricity
+both change the stuff. The former
+has an apparently permanent effect,
+while an electric current, as
+you saw, alters it only temporarily."</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus023.jpg" alt="heat"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "Heat and Electricity Change It."</p>
+
+<p>"Why didn't you make a big
+disk? Then you could have tested
+your theory right away," stated
+Ned Newton.</p>
+
+<p>"For two good reasons," replied
+Tom, opening a drawer and taking
+out a small vial filled with yellow
+powder. "I wasn't sure it would
+improve a telescope for one thing,
+and this is the other." He handed
+the bottle to Ned. "This is all I
+have on hand of the new stuff."</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus024.jpg" alt="all"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "This Is All I Have."</p>
+
+<p>"'X,'" murmured Ned, reading
+the label. "But this powder isn't
+green. And why the X?"</p>
+
+<p>"When the stuff is melted and
+then cooled it changes color," explained
+Tom. "As for the X, if you
+remember your algebra you know
+that letter stands for the unknown
+quantity."</p>
+
+<p>"Too bad you can't make a huge
+green disk."</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus025.jpg" alt="lifted"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "This Powder Isn't Green!"</p>
+
+<p>"Don't worry about that," smiled
+his friend. "I'll soon have plenty
+of the powder. You haven't forgotten
+how the natives of Giant
+Land feared the meteorite and insisted
+that we take it away. It
+seems, however, that we got but
+a small piece of it. Evidently when
+it struck the ground the thing split,
+the heavier portion burying itself
+deep in the earth while the part
+we found remained near the surface.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus026.jpg" alt="earthquake"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "An Earthquake Caused the Upheaval."</p>
+
+<p>"About six weeks ago Koku got a
+letter from his brother, King Amo
+of Giant Land, telling of an earthquake
+which caused the upheaval
+of the huge stone. His people think
+we are great magicians or else
+witch doctors, and Amo wrote begging
+us to take the meteorite from
+his land. Of course, I was only too
+glad to oblige 'em."</p>
+
+<p>"Then you plan going to South
+America&mdash;"</p>
+
+<p>"Bless my passport, but I'm glad
+to hear that!" exclaimed a voice
+from the open doorway. "It seems
+as if I'm just in time!"</p>
+
+<p>"Mr. Damon!" cried both boys
+together.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus027.jpg" alt="Mr. damaon"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "Mr. Damon!" Cried Both Boys</p>
+
+<p>A jolly-looking, rather portly
+gentleman entered, swinging his
+cane excitedly. Tom and Ned gave
+him a warm welcome, for he was a
+friend of long standing and had accompanied
+them on many an expedition
+to remote quarters of the
+globe.</p>
+
+<p>"Come in," invited Tom. "Sit
+down, Mr. Damon, and tell us the
+news."</p>
+
+<p>"And what was it you were so
+tickled to hear just now?" added
+Ned.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus028.jpg" alt="news"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "Come in and Tell us the News!"</p>
+
+<p>"I'll tell you," said the rather
+eccentric man, for once forgetting
+to bless something. "I'm in trouble,
+boys, and I need your help."</p>
+
+<p>"You know we'll do anything we
+can, Mr. Damon," Tom assured
+him. "Just what is the difficulty?"</p>
+
+<p>"My wife," said the caller glumly.
+"She's the trouble."</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus029.jpg" alt="lifted"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "I'm in Trouble, Boys."</p>
+
+<p>On hearing this both boys experienced
+no little difficulty in
+keeping their faces straight. Although
+Mrs. Damon was a fine
+woman in many ways, she was inclined
+to be very domineering
+where her husband was concerned.
+Ever since Tom Swift had rescued
+the man from a band of kidnapers,
+Mrs. Damon had had a great liking
+for the youthful scientist. Yet
+she felt that her husband should
+remain quietly at home with her
+and not go off on any wild trips, as
+the good lady called them.</p>
+
+<p>"But I don't see&mdash;well, suppose
+you explain," suggested Tom.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus030.jpg" alt="pills"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "Bless My Headache Pills!"</p>
+
+<p>"My wife wants me to go on a
+week-end house party with her
+next Friday and I detest 'em. Bless
+my headache pills, but it's enough
+to drive a man distracted. Now,
+I heard you boys talking about
+South America as I came in and I
+want to go along!"</p>
+
+<p>"Well, Mr. Damon, if we were
+going South you know I'd be only
+too pleased to have you a member
+of the party. But Ned and I were
+merely talking about a shipment
+of freight I'm expecting from
+Giant Land."</p>
+
+<p>"Koku's country?" asked Mr.
+Damon, somewhat astonished. "I
+thought Ambolata was still unknown
+to commerce. Bless my bill-of-lading,
+if the world isn't moving
+faster than I thought!"</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus031.jpg" alt="freight"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> Some Freight From Giant Land</p>
+
+<p>Tom smiled. "I had to arrange
+for an expedition through the consular
+office at Buenos Aires to get
+what I want. It seems we didn't
+receive all of that strange meteorite
+even with the help of your
+magic wig."</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus032.jpg" alt="lifted"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> Tom Smiled and Explained</p>
+
+<p>Even Mr. Damon had to laugh
+when he recalled the ludicrous situation
+in which he had been placed
+in the jungles of South America.
+Surrounded by savages, he had absent-mindedly
+taken off his wig,
+thereby frightening the simple
+natives half out of their wits. They
+had thought he could scalp himself
+at will. Nevertheless, this action
+had saved the lives of Tom Swift
+and his party, ultimately enabling
+them to escape when the giants
+turned against them.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus033.jpg" alt="lifted"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> They Thought He Could Scalp Himself</p>
+
+<p>"Ah, those were the days, Tom,"
+sighed the eccentric man, "those
+were the days! Even if you're not
+going off to the wilds, maybe you
+might give me some kind of a job
+here so that my wife can't drag
+me off to that house party. I feel
+it in my very bones that old Hiram
+Leatherby will be there and he ALWAYS
+singles me out to talk about
+his fossil collection!"</p>
+
+<p>"I can sympathize with you,"
+muttered Ned. "Mr. Leatherby
+used to be a director in the bank
+where I worked before Tom made
+me his business manager, and I've
+often thought he was a bit fossilized
+himself!"</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus034.jpg" alt="lifted"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "I'll See What Can Be Done."</p>
+
+<p>"Well, Mr. Damon, I'll see what
+can be done," promised Tom.</p>
+
+<p>"Good!" came an enthusiastic
+exclamation. "Bless my cup of
+tea, I'm counting on you!"</p>
+
+<p>"In the meantime, why don't you
+go up to the house and have our
+housekeeper, Mrs. Baggert, make
+you a cup of tea? Stop in the library
+and see Dad. He's been
+working too hard lately on his electrical
+book and he needs company."</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus035.jpg" alt="lifted"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "Stop in and See Dad."</p>
+
+<p>"I will, Tom. Your father is a
+mighty fine man. Oh, my goodness!
+Bless my poor memory,
+Tom, but I had some news for you.
+Good or bad I don't know, but I feel
+uneasy about it."</p>
+
+<p>"Tell us what it is," suggested
+the young inventor.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus036.jpg" alt="2 men"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "Two Men Called on Me."</p>
+
+<p>"It's a rather odd thing. You
+see, last evening I was reading my
+paper on the porch when two men
+called on me. Said they were long-lost
+relatives&mdash;cousins, or something
+of the sort&mdash;just back from a
+stay in South Africa. They seemed
+nice enough fellows, but bless
+my family tree, I had never heard
+of 'em! At any rate, they seemed
+to know a good deal about the
+Damon family and so I asked them
+to dinner. What got me thinking
+something might not be right was
+the way those chaps tried to pump
+me about you, Tom."</p>
+
+<p>"Pump you?" asked young
+Swift, a puzzled look on his face.
+"About what?"</p>
+
+<p>"Glass," said the eccentric character
+promptly. "Some kind of
+glass. Bless my windshield-wiper,
+what was it? Oh, yes! Flexible
+glass, that was it."</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus037.jpg" alt="pump"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "They Tried to Pump Me."</p>
+
+<p>Tom and Ned exchanged startled
+glances. For many months experiments
+directed toward the production
+of a glass as bendable as rubber
+had been going forward in the
+Swift plant. Every possible precaution
+had been taken to cloak the
+work in deepest secrecy, yet somewhere
+evidently a leak had developed
+among Tom's employees.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus038.jpg" alt="glances"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> Tom and Ned Exchanged Glances</p>
+
+<p>"Are these men still at your
+home, Mr. Damon?" asked Ned, a
+worried look on his face.</p>
+
+<p>"No, they left after dinner. Mr.
+Brown said they had some important
+business up state. Is this glass
+business some new invention,
+Tom?"</p>
+
+<p>"I hope it will be. So far my experiments
+haven't turned out successfully.
+But I can't understand
+how anyone outside our plant could
+have known about them."</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus039.jpg" alt="dinner"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "They Left After Dinner."</p>
+
+<p>Mr. Damon could tell little more
+about his self-styled relatives. After
+giving a description of the two
+men he took his leave. The boys
+were rather worried about the information
+he had brought along.</p>
+
+<p>"It's not so much the glass," said
+Tom, "for we don't know if it will
+be a success. What bothers me is
+the idea of there being a traitor in
+the shops. I thought we had weeded
+out all unscrupulous employees."</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus040.jpg" alt="men"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> He Described the Two Men</p>
+
+<p>"The Apex Glass Works are located
+in Portville," said Ned,
+struck with an idea, "fifty miles
+north of here. Mr. Damon's visitors
+claimed to have business up
+state. To my mind that's more
+than a coincidence, especially since
+the Apex people would give their
+back teeth to get hold of your formula,
+Tom!"</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus041.jpg" alt="entered"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "That's More Than Coincidence."</p>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2><a name="CHAPTER_III" id="CHAPTER_III"></a>CHAPTER III</h2>
+
+<p class='center'>AN ACCIDENT</p>
+
+
+<p>"Oh, I think you're letting your
+imagination run away with you,
+Ned," grinned Tom. "I know Mr.
+Stern, the president of Apex, very
+well, and I'm positive that he
+wouldn't stand for any underhanded
+tactics."</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus042.jpg" alt="know"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "I Know Mr. Stern," Grinned Tom</p>
+
+<p>"I hope you're right," said his
+business manager. "But you know
+better than anyone else how unscrupulous
+gangs have tried to
+steal your inventions. At first it
+was Happy Harry the tramp, and
+the last was Doctor Bane. No telling
+how many thugs were after you
+and your father in between. You'd
+be wise to get some extra guards."</p>
+
+<p>"I think Koku is well able to
+handle any intruder," declared
+Tom confidently. "Besides, I think
+you're getting excited over nothing.
+You know Mr. Damon is inclined
+to make mountains out of
+molehills."</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus043.jpg" alt="handle"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "Koku Is Able to Handle Anyone."</p>
+
+<p>"That's all very well," persisted
+his friend stubbornly, "but just
+suppose Mr. Damon is right in his
+suspicions? It'd be too late then
+to do anything about it."</p>
+
+<p>"Don't worry, old man. My Chest
+of Secrets will hold its contents secure
+against any burglar's attack.
+Now it's late. You'd better stay to
+dinner. Afterward, if you care to
+and have no other date, we can talk
+over some unfinished business."</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus044.jpg" alt="secrets"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> The Chest Would Guard the Secrets</p>
+
+<p>"Thanks, Tom. I'll be glad to
+spend the evening with you."</p>
+
+<p>Locking up the laboratory, the
+two boys walked leisurely through
+the warm June twilight toward the
+big white house. Low in the sky
+hung the silvery crescent of the
+new moon, while almost overhead
+Mars glowed brightly.</p>
+
+<p>"There's our goal, Ned," murmured
+Tom, pointing to the red
+planet. "I feel sure that our meteorite
+came from that far-off
+world!"</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus045.jpg" alt="goal"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "There's Our Goal, Ned."</p>
+
+<p>"Granting that it did come from
+another planet," objected Ned, "I
+don't get the reason why you're so
+sure it came from Mars. There are
+nine planets circling the sun, including
+the earth. Ruling out the
+sun, it seems to me that there is but
+one chance in eight that you are
+right."</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus046.jpg" alt="entered"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "Nine Planets Circle the Sun."</p>
+
+<p>"If it were simply a matter of
+chance, there'd be a lot of weight
+behind your argument, Ned. But
+a lot of other factors enter the
+problem. I should say that the only
+planets where life as we know it
+might exist are Mars and Venus.
+The latter I ruled out, for astronomers
+have found that it is forever
+covered thickly with dense clouds.
+Thus the inhabitants, if any, must
+be ignorant of any world but their
+own."</p>
+
+<p>"What have people on the planets
+got to do with the question,
+anyhow?" asked Ned. "Huge
+chunks of metal break off of any
+heavenly body and go hurtling
+through space. The inhabitants
+don't throw them off!"</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus047.jpg" alt="metal"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> Chunks of Metal Rushing Through Space</p>
+
+<p>"But our meteor was no ordinary
+one as we have proved already,"
+replied Tom. "I firmly believe that
+someone on another planet deliberately
+fired that missile into space,
+hoping it would reach this world.
+Since scientists agree that Mars
+probably is inhabited by a highly
+intelligent race, that planet is a
+reasonable guess."</p>
+
+<p>"Whew!" whistled Ned. "Such
+ideas are beyond me."</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus048.jpg" alt="planet"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "Someone on Another Planet Fired the Missile."</p>
+
+<p>As he finished speaking, the boys
+reached the Swift residence. The
+young inventor's father had built
+the handsome white house many
+years before his son was born. Beyond
+were the several buildings
+where the inventions of Tom Swift
+and his father, Barton Swift, were
+manufactured.</p>
+
+<p>Of recent years the latter had
+not been active, but had put the affairs
+in the hands of his capable
+son Tom, ably assisted by Ned
+Newton. The older man now spent
+most of his time writing scientific
+books and articles.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus049.jpg" alt="residence"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> The Boys Reached the Swift Residence</p>
+
+<p>The boys washed as quickly as
+possible so as not to delay dinner,
+for both possessed healthy appetites.
+Joining Mr. Swift in the library,
+they found him and Mr.
+Damon deep in a game of chess.</p>
+
+<p>"Check!" cried Tom's father triumphantly,
+moving his king. "Got
+you again, Damon!"</p>
+
+<p>"Bless my pawns and castles!"
+exclaimed the eccentric gentleman.
+"You've won three straight
+games!"</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus050.jpg" alt="father"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> Mr. Swift, Tom's Father</p>
+
+<p>"Hello, Dad!" said Tom suddenly.
+"I see you're up to your old
+tricks!" In spite of his bantering
+tone the young inventor was pleased
+that his father was relaxing in
+a friendly game.</p>
+
+<p>"Your father shouldn't be in the
+amateur class any more, Tom!" Mr.
+Damon grumbled playfully. "Bless
+my trophy cup, but I'm afraid to
+play with him!"</p>
+
+<p>"Better luck next time," consoled
+Mr. Swift, a twinkle in his eye.</p>
+
+<p>Mr. Damon left, refusing an invitation
+to dinner and saying that
+he had to take his car to a garage
+for a minor repair job before starting
+for his home in Waterford, a
+near-by town.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus051.jpg" alt="hello"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "Hello, Dad," Said Tom</p>
+
+<p>"How goes it with you, son?"
+asked Mr. Swift when Tom returned
+from seeing his guest to the
+door. "Your new space eye, as you
+call it&mdash;is it working out?"</p>
+
+<p>"I think so, Dad, but wait until
+I get the big model built!"</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus052.jpg" alt="door"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> Tom Saw Mr. Damon to the Door</p>
+
+<p>"Genmens, dinnah am serbed!"
+An old negro thrust his white-fringed head through the library
+door. "An' it sho' am good!" Eradicate
+Sampson, so-called for his
+work in younger days of eradicating
+dirt from the homes of Shopton,
+had been attached to the Swift
+household for many years and now
+regarded himself as one of the
+family.</p>
+
+<p>As they sat at table the conversation
+of the three turned naturally
+to Tom's latest invention. Mr.
+Swift had not heard yet all Tom's
+ideas of the proposed telescope and
+was full of eager questions.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus053.jpg" alt="eridicate"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> Eradicate Sampson</p>
+
+<p>"Just how long do you think it
+will take to make your big disk,
+son?" asked Mr. Swift. "That is,
+if you find any more of the new material."</p>
+
+<p>"The meteorite is already on
+board a north-bound freight
+steamer," answered Tom, "and
+ought to get here within the next
+ten days. It'll require at least
+three weeks to extract all the X and
+cast it into shape. Taking everything
+into consideration, I should
+say it will be at least six weeks before
+we can test the device. The
+matter depends entirely on finding
+a lot of X in the planet stone. But
+I'm sure I shall."</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus054.jpg" alt="northbound"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "The Meteorite Is Northbound!"</p>
+
+<p>After dinner the boys went over
+to the main office of the Swift Construction
+Company to clear up a
+number of routine business matters
+which required Tom's personal
+attention. He had postponed them
+for a while to give more time to his
+new experiments.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus055.jpg" alt="office"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> The Boys Went to the Main Office</p>
+
+<p>"Now, young fellow, I'm not letting
+you get away until you've
+looked over these papers!" declared
+Ned, pretending to threaten his
+chum with a yardstick. "I've been
+after you for a week about 'em!"</p>
+
+<p>Tom dodged and pretended to be
+scared. "You're right, though,"
+he admitted.</p>
+
+<p>The two worked rapidly. Within
+an hour the seemingly endless
+stack of documents had shrunk to
+a few letters and bills. Just as Ned
+was reaching for one of them the
+telephone rang in the outer office.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus056.jpg" alt="rapidly"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> The Two Worked Rapidly</p>
+
+<p>"I'll get it, Tom," his chum said.</p>
+
+<p>"Sit still," replied the young inventor.
+"I'll switch it to my private
+phone."</p>
+
+<p>"Tom Swift speaking," he said
+into the mouthpiece a moment later.
+"Oh, hello, Mrs. Damon.
+What's that? But I don't understand.
+No, there must be some
+mistake!" A loud click sounded in
+the receiver and Tom jerked the
+instrument from his ear.</p>
+
+<p>"What's wrong?" asked Ned,
+noting his friend's serious face.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus057.jpg" alt="ear"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> Tom Jerked the Instrument From His Ear</p>
+
+<p>"Mr. Damon's been hurt in an
+auto accident. For some reason his
+wife is blaming it on me! Come,
+we must get to the hospital at
+once!"</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus058.jpg" alt="hurt"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "Mr. Damon's Been Hurt!"</p>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2><a name="CHAPTER_IV" id="CHAPTER_IV"></a>CHAPTER IV</h2>
+
+<p class='center'>A MURDEROUS ATTEMPT</p>
+
+
+<p>"You drive, Tom," said Ned, for
+they had come from the Swift
+home in his car.</p>
+
+<p>"O.K., and hang onto your hat!"</p>
+
+<p>Tom Swift had once driven a fast
+racing auto of his own design and
+Ned knew his chum could get the
+most out of his roadster. In a few
+seconds the little car reached the
+gate of the works, where the
+watchman halted them.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus059.jpg" alt="hat"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "Hang on to Your Hat."</p>
+
+<p>"Oh, an' 'tiz you agin, Misther
+Swift," said Malligan. "Sure, an'
+I wouldn't have stopped yez but me
+orders is to inspect iveryone."</p>
+
+<p>"You did right, Pat," commended
+Tom, shifting gears. "Good-night."</p>
+
+<p>The Shopton Hospital was located
+a couple of miles from the Swift
+plant. Under the young scientist's
+guidance the roadster reached its
+entrance within a few minutes. At
+the information desk the boys were
+informed where Mr. Damon had
+been taken.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus060.jpg" alt="hospital"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> They Reached the Hospital</p>
+
+<p>"Room 302, Mr. Swift. Doctor
+Chilton is with him now."</p>
+
+<p>Just as the boys reached Room
+302 the physician came out. Tom
+was glad to note that the man was
+smiling.</p>
+
+<p>"How is he, Doctor?"</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus061.jpg" alt="doctor"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "How Is He, Doctor?"</p>
+
+<p>"Hello, boys. Mr. Damon will be
+as good as new in a week or so.
+Barring a sprained wrist his injuries
+are trifling&mdash;a few bruises
+and a slight cut. From the way
+he's blessing everything in the
+place no one would think he was
+hurt in the least!"</p>
+
+<p>"I'm relieved," said Tom. "May
+we see him?"</p>
+
+<p>"Go right in. He'll be glad to
+have some company. But don't
+stay too long."</p>
+
+<p>"Bless my operating table, if it
+isn't Tom and Ned!" exclaimed Mr.
+Damon, seeing his visitors enter.
+The eccentric gentleman was propped
+up in bed by several pillows.
+His left arm was in a sling and
+around his head was a big bandage.
+"You two got here almost as quickly
+as I did. But I'm glad they
+didn't have to carry you in!"</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus062.jpg" alt="bed"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> Mr. Damon Was Propped up in Bed</p>
+
+<p>"Your wife phoned me the
+news," explained Tom. "We're
+mighty glad you weren't injured
+badly. Tell us how it happened."</p>
+
+<p>"It all occurred so suddenly that
+I hardly know myself. But I know
+one thing!" Mr. Damon seemed
+very indignant. "The scoundrels
+deliberately ran into my car!"</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus063.jpg" alt="car"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "The Scoundrels Ran into My Car!"</p>
+
+<p>"Did you get their license number?"
+inquired Ned Newton. "If
+you did, I'll call the police!"</p>
+
+<p>"No, I couldn't see it in the dark.
+But I know the villains well
+enough. They were my two so-called
+relatives that I told you
+about&mdash;Jones and Brown! It was
+spite work for my refusal to tell
+'em about your glass!"</p>
+
+<p>Tom now saw the reason why
+Mrs. Damon was blaming him for
+the accident.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus064.jpg" alt="relatives"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "My Two So-Called Relatives."</p>
+
+<p>"We'll notify the authorities and
+also do a little detective work ourselves,"
+he said. "We must leave
+now because the doctor wants you
+to get some rest."</p>
+
+<p>"Come back again, boys. At any
+rate, I've escaped that house
+party!"</p>
+
+<p>After reporting the accident at
+the local police station, Tom and
+Ned visited all the garages and repair
+shops in the little town in an
+attempt to learn if any damaged
+machine had been brought in. They
+met with no success, however.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus065.jpg" alt="garages"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> They Visited All the Garages</p>
+
+<p>"Guess their bus wasn't hurt
+much," commented Ned as they left
+the last place. "We might as well
+give up for the night."</p>
+
+<p>"The police will be on the job.
+Unless the two men hid the car
+somewhere it's sure to be found.
+The teletype will flash the word all
+through the state."</p>
+
+<p>The following morning the Police
+Chief telephoned Tom to tell
+him that no trace of the mysterious
+Jones and Brown could be discovered,
+nor had any witness to the accident
+been located.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus066.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> The Police Chief Called Tom</p>
+
+<p>Later Ned went to the hospital
+where he found Mr. Damon much
+improved and able to sit up in a
+wheel chair. After a visit with him
+he attended to some business at the
+bank. On returning to the Swift
+plant, he found Tom busy with his
+green disk, which once more was
+clamped to the little telescope.</p>
+
+<p>"Mr. Damon is a lot better," Ned
+reported, watching his friend's
+work curiously. "When I left him
+he was blessing his hat and coat, so
+I suppose he's eager to get out of
+the hospital."</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus067.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> Mr. Damon Was Much Improved</p>
+
+<p>"That's great," said Tom. "I
+knew he was getting along all
+right. I was too busy to go with
+you so I called Doctor Chilton. He
+told me that the X-ray showed no
+broken bones, but our friend must
+remain under observation for a
+few days more."</p>
+
+<p>"You've changed the wiring on
+the disk, haven't you?" asked Ned,
+who knew a little about electricity.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus068.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "I Want to Try Alternating Current."</p>
+
+<p>"I want to try alternating current
+instead of direct and see if doing
+so won't improve it. Dad suggested
+that. What is it, Koku?"</p>
+
+<p>"Boy bringum letter for Master.
+Say must put name on book." The
+man held out an envelope and pad.</p>
+
+<p>"It's a radiogram. Sign for me,
+Ned, will you?"</p>
+
+<p>Tom ripped open the envelope
+and glanced over the message.</p>
+
+<p>"Bad news?" asked his chum,
+seeing a changed expression on the
+inventor's face.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus069.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> Tom Ripped Open the Envelope</p>
+
+<p>"I should say so. Here, read it
+yourself. We might just as well
+forget the whole telescope idea,
+that's how bad it is!"</p>
+
+<p>Ned took the sheet, which Tom
+had crumpled, spread it out on the
+desk, and read as follows:</p>
+
+<div class="blockquot"><p>"Regret inform you was
+compelled to jettison your
+cargo last night in bad storm
+to save ship. Approximate
+location four miles due east
+Port Baracoa, Cuba. Salvage
+boat take position at
+apex isosceles triangle 27.6
+degrees with lighthouse and
+summit hill a mile to the
+south.</p>
+
+<p>
+"(Signed) A. Mawson,<br />
+Captain S.S. Perry.<br />
+</p></div>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus070.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "Was Compelled to Jettison Your Cargo."</p>
+
+<p>"Say, Tom, that IS tough, having
+your meteorite thrown overboard!"
+exclaimed Ned, rereading
+the message. "All your work wasted
+and your marvelous invention
+junked&mdash;"</p>
+
+<p>"Not yet!" broke in the young
+scientist grimly as he grabbed the
+telephone from his desk. "Hello,
+operator, get me long distance,
+please."</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus071.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> Tom Grabbed the Telephone</p>
+
+<p>"What are you going to do?"
+asked Ned excitedly.</p>
+
+<p>"Get divers," replied Tom as he
+waited. "I'm going to recover that
+meteorite or know the reason&mdash;Oh,
+hello! Yes. I want the main office
+of the Neptune Salvage Company
+in New York City. No, I haven't
+the address. Yes, I'll hold the line.</p>
+
+<p>"These people are experts," he
+told his chum while waiting for his
+call to be put through. "If the stone
+isn't in too deep water they'll be
+able to raise it if anyone can."</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus072.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "I'm Going to Recover the Meteorite."</p>
+
+<p>"But how can they ever find it?
+Seems to me it'll be like hunting for
+the proverbial needle in a haystack,
+only more so!"</p>
+
+<p>"Not quite that bad. Captain
+Mawson gives what seem to be
+pretty complete directions. You
+might try getting any further data
+the man may have."</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus073.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "Captain Mawson Gave Directions."</p>
+
+<p>Unfortunately for Tom, as he
+learned in the next two hours, the
+Neptune Company and other salvage
+concerns he called were very
+busy and could not spare a barge of
+the required size. Moreover, Ned
+could get no more information,
+when he finally contacted the
+freighter, than her commander had
+given already.</p>
+
+<p>"Why doan yo' tak' yo' submarine
+boat down dere, Massa
+Tom?" asked Eradicate as he served
+luncheon to the young inventor,
+his father and Ned. "Ah 'members
+we once got some treasure
+off'n de bottom ob de sea dat way."</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus074.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> Eradicate Served Luncheon</p>
+
+<p>"I did think of that, Rad,"
+answered Tom a bit wearily, "but
+my ship isn't big enough to raise
+such a great weight."</p>
+
+<p>"And so, son," said the elder
+Swift, "if you can't get the use of a
+large salvage craft you will have to
+give up your project; is that right?"</p>
+
+<p>"That's right, Dad, and I surely
+hate to think of it. But I'm not going
+to give up, even if I have to
+bring men and equipment from the
+Pacific coast!"</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus075.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "I'm Not Going to Give Up!"</p>
+
+<p>"That'd be mighty expensive,"
+objected Ned. In his capacity as
+the Swifts' business manager, he
+had earned the nickname "watchdog
+of the treasury." "Why not
+wait until some local firm can take
+the job?"</p>
+
+<p>"Too risky. You see, ocean currents
+or some submarine upheaval
+might shift the big stone so great
+a distance that we could never find
+it. Don't forget that to the best of
+our knowledge the meteorite is the
+only source of X on earth."</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus076.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "Ocean Currents Might Shift the Stone."</p>
+
+<p>"Hmm," frowned Mr. Swift. "I
+used to know an old fellow very
+well who was in the diving business.
+Met him when we built the
+submarine 'Advance'&mdash;you boys remember
+her&mdash;but I can't seem to
+recall his name. Let me see&mdash;Ha!
+I have it! Britten! That's it, John
+Britten, the best salvage man on
+the coast!"</p>
+
+<p>"Maybe he's busy too," said Ned,
+"as all the others seem to be."</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus077.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "Maybe He's Busy, Too."</p>
+
+<p>"I think not," replied the elderly
+scientist, "because he's retired. Yet
+I believe he'll undertake the job if
+I ask him as I once did him a great
+favor. His salvaging outfit is in
+Florida, but he lives on Delaware
+Bay. I'll phone him at once."</p>
+
+<p>"That's great, Dad!" cried Tom,
+his face lighting up with renewed
+hope. "Tell him I'll bring him here
+by plane tomorrow. We can talk
+things over and start for Florida
+from here."</p>
+
+<p>"He'll go," said Mr. Swift a few
+minutes later, turning away from
+the telephone with a smile. "Said
+he'll be tickled to get back in harness."</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus078.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "He'll Go," Said Mr. Swift</p>
+
+<p>"Thanks a million, Dad! You've
+saved the day!"</p>
+
+<p>The following morning the boys
+hurried out to the Swift private
+airport to oversee the fueling of
+the huge plane Tom had decided to
+take. At first he had thought of
+making the trip in his small two-seated
+racer, since it was the fastest
+craft in the hangar. Realizing,
+however, that Captain Britten
+might want to bring along considerable
+baggage, the young inventor
+had told Ned he felt it best to go in
+his flying boat.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus079.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> They Fueled the Huge Plane</p>
+
+<p>The "Winged Arrow," in which
+Tom once had made a memorable
+rescue flight to Iceland, was equipped
+now with a retractable landing
+gear as well as with pontoons, enabling
+the craft to descend on
+both land and water. Suddenly
+Tom became very excited as he
+looked at the hydroplane.</p>
+
+<p>"Look, Ned!" he cried. "Can you
+beat that!"</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus080.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "Look, Ned," Tom Cried</p>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2><a name="CHAPTER_V" id="CHAPTER_V"></a>CHAPTER V</h2>
+
+<p class='center'>IN PERIL</p>
+
+
+<p>Upon inspection, it was found
+that three half-inch holes had been
+drilled into each pontoon. It was
+evident that only an enemy of Tom
+or of the Swift Company could
+have done such a thing.</p>
+
+<p>"Ned, that proves it!" declared
+the young inventor gloomily.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus081.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> Three Holes in Each Pontoon</p>
+
+<p>"Proves what?" Ned asked.</p>
+
+<p>"Can't you see? It all ties in
+with Mr. Damon's so-called relatives,
+and their knowledge of my
+formula for a bendable glass.
+Someone in our shops is a traitor&mdash;or
+worse!"</p>
+
+<p>"But what has a damaged hydroplane
+to do with that?" objected
+Ned.</p>
+
+<p>"If we had landed on water with
+these damaged pontoons, we'd have
+drowned most likely," replied Tom.
+"That would have suited the villains
+who want my formula, and no
+one would have been the wiser as
+to what caused the accident."</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus082.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "We'd Have Been Drowned!"</p>
+
+<p>"Admitting you're right, the
+thing's a pretty serious mess," said
+Ned. "But of course crooked people
+will go to long lengths for
+money, and if your formula is a
+good one, it certainly will bring a
+lot of money to someone or something."</p>
+
+<p>"And that something is going to
+be the Swift Company!" declared
+Tom.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus083.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "It's a Pretty Serious Mess."</p>
+
+<p>"Since we can't take off in the
+hydroplane today," said Ned, "let's
+go back to the office. I suppose it'll
+require some time to patch up
+those holes."</p>
+
+<p>Tom immediately sent for one
+of his skilled mechanics, a man
+whom he knew to be trustworthy.
+He set the fellow to work welding
+patches over the holes. After cautioning
+his employee to maintain
+strict silence, he and Ned drove
+away.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus084.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> He Welded Patches Over the Holes</p>
+
+<p>"Don't say anything to Dad
+about this," warned Tom as the two
+left the field. "It would only worry
+him and could do no good. You
+and I must work out this mess by
+ourselves."</p>
+
+<p>After dinner that evening Tom
+went to his private laboratory to
+check the thermostat controlling
+the temperature of the annealing
+oven in which his batch of new
+glass was being slowly cooled. Then
+he spent some time at his desk over
+certain intricate formulas. The
+room was in semi-darkness, lighted
+only by a shaded reading lamp.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus085.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> Tom Checked the Thermostat</p>
+
+<p>"Well, that's that," yawned the
+young inventor at length, locking
+up his desk. "Guess I'd better put
+the valuable disk back in the vault
+before I go home," he decided,
+switching on the ceiling lights and
+glancing toward the corner where
+Koku had placed the telescope.</p>
+
+<p>With a start he saw that his invention
+was gone!</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus086.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> His Invention Was Gone</p>
+
+<p>Quickly examining the instrument,
+he found that the green disk
+had been jerked roughly from its
+clamps by someone who evidently
+had been in too great a hurry to
+bother unscrewing the bolts which
+had held it in place.</p>
+
+<p>"Ho!" suddenly boomed a deep
+voice. Tom became aware of a
+commotion outside the laboratory.
+"You no get 'way fum me! How
+you like 'nother knock on top
+head?"</p>
+
+<p>"Don't hit me again!" whined
+someone. "I won't try to escape!"</p>
+
+<p>Tom flung open the door and saw
+his giant servant dragging a man
+up the steps. A feeling of tremendous
+relief swept over young Swift
+as he discovered his precious green
+disk in Koku's left hand.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus087.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> Koku Was Dragging a Man</p>
+
+<p>"Ha, Master Tom! Catchum
+bad mans tryin' to sneak through
+gate! See green thing stick out of
+pocket and grabbum&mdash;bringum
+here. Want me hittum again?"</p>
+
+<p>"Please don't let him hurt me,
+Mr. Swift," snivelled the man. "He
+hit me an awful blow back there."</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus088.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "Want Me Hittum Again?"</p>
+
+<p>"You had it coming to you," retorted
+Tom sternly. "Besides,
+you're not hurt very much. Koku,
+bring him in here. You certainly
+did a good piece of work when you
+nabbed this fellow. Take him into
+the office and we'll have a word or
+two with him before I call the police."</p>
+
+<p>"I ain't talkin'," muttered the
+man, shifting uncomfortably and
+looking rather uneasily at the
+giant. "You ain't got nothin' on
+me. I just found that chunk of
+green glass in the field."</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus089.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "You Ain't Got Nothin' on Me."</p>
+
+<p>"Don't lie to me, unless you want
+to be mussed up some more," said
+Tom grimly, glancing at Koku. "I
+think I'll just take a look through
+your pockets. Perhaps you found
+a few other little things when you
+broke in here."</p>
+
+<p>Under the menacing eye of the
+giant, the man submitted sullenly
+to the search. There was nothing
+in his clothes to identify him. Apparently
+he had stolen nothing else
+from the laboratory. He refused
+to answer any questions, however.
+Tom gave up and summoned the
+police by telephone.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus090.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> Tom Searched the Man</p>
+
+<p>"O Master, here other thing in
+man's pocket!" exclaimed Koku,
+after the thief had been carted
+away to jail. "It stuck to round
+green thing when I yank away
+from um." He handed Tom a bit of
+pasteboard from which the lower
+third had been torn.</p>
+
+<p>"It's a business card of the Apex
+Glass Works with the representative's
+name ripped off!" exclaimed
+young Swift aloud. Then to himself
+he added, "I wonder? Maybe
+Ned was right after all and they
+ARE after my formula for bendable
+glass!"</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus091.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> A Business Card</p>
+
+<p>Tom immediately called the home
+of Mr. Stern, head of the glass
+works, to whom he related the occurrence.
+The executive was
+shocked and very indignant at the
+thought of there being a criminal
+among his employees and promised
+to investigate thoroughly.</p>
+
+<p>"I hope you don't think I had
+anything to do with this, Mr.
+Swift!" the man exclaimed.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus092.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> The Executive Was Shocked</p>
+
+<p>"Not in the least, sir. But if you
+turn up any clues, I hope you'll let
+me know."</p>
+
+<p>"I most assuredly will. You may
+count on my help."</p>
+
+<p>An early hour next day found
+Tom and Ned flying south over the
+sandy coast of New Jersey. Every
+inch of the "Winged Arrow" had
+been thoroughly inspected, but no
+other signs of damage had been discovered.
+Even so, the young business
+manager sat a bit uneasily in
+his seat as he peered out anxiously
+at the broad wings.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus093.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> Tom and Ned Flew South</p>
+
+<p>"Afraid they'll drop off, old
+man?" grinned Tom. "Don't worry.
+We X-rayed 'em and no struts
+have been filed nor any time-bombs
+planted!"</p>
+
+<p>"Huh, I was just looking at the
+weather," grunted Ned indignantly.
+He was secretly relieved, for
+he had been pondering how easily a
+charge of dynamite could have
+been secreted aboard ship. "How
+soon do you think we'll reach Delaware
+Bay?"</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus094.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> Ned Was Uneasy</p>
+
+<p>"Within the next twenty minutes,"
+answered his chum, glancing
+at the instrument board. "Mr.
+Britten is to meet us at a dock near
+Lewes."</p>
+
+<p>Less than half an hour later the
+pontoons of the "Winged Arrow"
+were plowing through the waters
+of Delaware Bay toward a near-by
+pier. A wharf attendant caught
+the line Ned threw him and the
+ship was moored securely to a stout
+post.</p>
+
+<p>As Tom and his companion
+climbed up, a grizzled-looking old
+man hailed them in a voice that
+seemed well able to travel from
+quarterdeck to fo'c'sle even in the
+teeth of a hurricane.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus095.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> The Plane Plowed Through the Waters</p>
+
+<p>"Ahoy there!" he bellowed,
+though scarcely twenty feet away.
+"Are you young Swift and company?"</p>
+
+<p>"Right you are. Captain Britten,
+I take it?"</p>
+
+<p>Vastly flattered by the title, the
+red-faced old seaman warmly
+shook hands with the boys. "Correct
+ye are, me lad. Your good
+father tells me you need a bit o' salvagin'
+done an' I'm the man as'll do
+it proper!"</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus096.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> Captain Britten, the Grizzled Old Man</p>
+
+<p>"Good for you, Captain!" said
+Tom. "That's exactly what my
+father said. And now, have you
+your equipment handy? If it's not
+too heavy we can load it aboard the
+plane right away. Oh, and I want
+to introduce my good friend here,
+Ned Newton."</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus097.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "I Want to Introduce My Friend."</p>
+
+<p>"Glad to meet ye, shipmate! As
+for my salvagin' outfit, it's aboard
+ship. We'll pick up my old barge,
+the 'Elizabeth B.,' but I calls her
+the 'Betsy B.,' at Key West, where
+I keeps her anchored. She's in a
+manner o' speakin' my winter
+home." Captain Britten picked up
+a huge, battered old suitcase. "If
+your flyin' machine is ready, so am
+I!"</p>
+
+<p>The old man was obviously a
+trifle eccentric, but both boys were
+warmly attracted to him by his sincere
+and friendly manner. Besides,
+as Tom noted, there was a certain
+air of competence about him, as if
+he was well able to tackle and solve
+the hardest of problems in his line.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus098.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> Captain Britten Carried His Suitcase</p>
+
+<p>"Let's go, then!" proposed Ned,
+motioning to the attendant to cast
+off and handing him a coin at the
+same time.</p>
+
+<p>Listening to a number of quaint
+seafaring expressions from old
+Captain Britten, who was starting
+his first voyage into the upper air,
+Tom sent the big craft roaring
+above the smooth water toward
+Shopton.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus099.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> Tom Sent the Big Craft Roaring</p>
+
+<p>"How do you like flying, Captain
+Britten?" Ned asked. "Ever been
+up?"</p>
+
+<p>"Well, I guess it's all right,"
+rumbled the salvaging expert, looking
+down at the sea dubiously. "But
+to tell you the truth, I'm more at
+home ON the water than OVER
+it!"</p>
+
+<p>In a short time the nose of the
+"Winged Arrow" turned inland as
+Tom set his course direct for home.
+When they were nearing Shopton,
+the young inventor, intending to
+come down on solid ground, grasped
+the device which lowered the
+landing wheels. It seemed to work
+very stiffly, he thought, so he leaned
+over farther to exert more
+force. Suddenly there came a snapping
+noise.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus100.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> The Plane Turned Inland</p>
+
+<p>"What's up, Tom?" called Ned,
+hearing the noise and seeing his
+chum fumbling with the now useless
+mechanism.</p>
+
+<p>"Landing gear out of commission.
+But there's no need to worry
+as we can descend on Lake Carlopa
+easily with the pontoons."</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus101.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "Landing Gear out of Commission."</p>
+
+<p>"By George!" exclaimed Ned
+Newton, banging his fist on the instrument
+panel. "Ten to one this
+is the work of the same scoundrel
+who bored holes in the floats. If I
+could get my hands on&mdash;"</p>
+
+<p>"I hope you'll be in a condition
+to do so," cut in Tom in an oddly
+strained voice. "Take a look at the
+fuel gauge."</p>
+
+<p>"It&mdash;it says zero! But that's
+impossible. We saw the tanks filled
+last night."</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus102.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "Look at the Fuel Gauge."</p>
+
+<p>"Sure, and when we took off this
+morning the gauge showed they
+were still full. Someone tampered
+with the pointer of the instrument
+and all but drained the gas containers
+when they wrecked the landing
+gear. Just now you dislodged the
+jammed needle when you struck
+the instrument board with your
+fist."</p>
+
+<p>"Then we're in a pretty bad way,
+eh, Tom?" asked Captain Britten
+calmly.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus103.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "We're in a Pretty Bad Way?"</p>
+
+<p>"I'll say," replied young Swift
+grimly. "We can't hope to reach
+Carlopa and there is nothing beneath
+us now but thick woodland.
+No question about it. A crack-up
+is the next thing on the program!"</p>
+
+<p>As he finished speaking, the starboard
+motor emitted a groaning
+cough and stopped. The port engine
+might run for another five
+minutes or it might give out within
+the next five seconds!</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus104.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> The Starboard Engine Stopped</p>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2><a name="CHAPTER_VI" id="CHAPTER_VI"></a>CHAPTER VI</h2>
+
+<p class='center'>TOM DRUGGED!</p>
+
+
+<p>Tom had headed the ship up at a
+steep angle so as to get as much altitude
+as possible before the other
+motor should stop. But he knew
+in his heart that he could not hope
+to glide so heavy a plane as far as
+the lake.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus105.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> Tom Headed the Ship Up</p>
+
+<p>In some surprise Ned observed
+that Captain Britten was fumbling
+with the straps about his big, old-fashioned
+valise. Young Newton
+wondered what the elderly man
+was looking for so intensely.</p>
+
+<p>"Ahoy there, Tom Swift!" boomed
+the old diver, straightening up
+with a bottle in his hand. "I've got
+a drop o' gasoline here that may
+help ye!"</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus106.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "I've Got a Drop of Gasoline."</p>
+
+<p>"What's that?" gasped the pilot.
+Turning, he saw the quart bottle.
+Already the remaining engine was
+dying of thirst. "Quick, Ned!" he
+ordered, snatching the container.
+"Take the controls and hold the
+ship level."</p>
+
+<p>Five seconds later the inventor
+was creeping out along one wing
+toward the intake valve of the port
+gas tank. Their hearts almost in
+their mouths, his companions
+watched his hazardous progress. In
+spite of the clutching hand of the
+wind and the quavering of the ship
+under Ned's inexpert guidance,
+Tom managed to reach his goal.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus107.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> He Crept Along One Wing</p>
+
+<p>Removing the cap with no little
+difficulty, he dumped the precious
+drops of gasoline into the tank. In
+a few moments he got back to the
+cabin. As he closed the door the
+laboring engine once more resumed
+its full-throated roar.</p>
+
+<p>"Lad, you've got what it takes!"
+rumbled Captain Britten, shaking
+Tom's hand approvingly. "You're
+a mighty brave young fellow!"</p>
+
+<p>"You mean YOU had what it
+takes," laughed the inventor, taking
+over the controls preparatory
+to landing on Carlopa. "Without
+that extra bit of gas we'd be piled
+up in a tree by now!"</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus108.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> He Emptied the Precious Drops</p>
+
+<p>The quart of fuel was just sufficient
+to carry the ship safely down
+to the lake's surface at a point
+about three miles from the town.
+Fortunately one of Tom's friends
+was sailing near-by in his cat-boat
+and gladly offered to take the three
+over to the Swift dock, which jutted
+out from the grounds behind
+Tom's home.</p>
+
+<p>It was mid-afternoon before the
+"Winged Arrow" was towed across
+to the dock and her tanks refilled
+with high-test gasoline. While this
+was being done, Tom and Ned went
+to the home of Mr. Damon to ask
+if he would like to accompany them
+to the West Indies.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus109.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> Tom Saw a Friend</p>
+
+<p>The man was found to be sitting
+in an easy chair on his front porch,
+where he spent much time, now
+that he was home from the hospital.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus110.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> They Went to See Mr. Damon</p>
+
+<p>"Bless my parachute, I'd like
+nothing better than to make the
+trip!" he said a trifle wistfully. "To
+tell you the truth, though," his
+voice sank to a whisper, "between
+the doctors and Mrs. Damon I'll be
+lucky if I'm allowed to walk around
+the block alone for some time to
+come!"</p>
+
+<p>"Well, that's too bad, Mr. Damon.
+We were counting on you."</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus111.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "We Were Counting on You."</p>
+
+<p>"Bless my fishing tackle, Tom,
+I'm sorry too. But tell me! How did
+Captain Britten happen to be carrying
+a quart of gasoline in his
+satchel?" asked the eccentric gentleman
+after he had been told of
+the airplane's narrow escape.</p>
+
+<p>"I thought it strange myself,"
+said Tom, "but he claimed he always
+carries some with him to remove
+grease spots from his
+clothes."</p>
+
+<p>"Ha! He must be quite a character.
+I suppose aboard a salvage
+boat folks get their clothes pretty
+dirty, at that."</p>
+
+<p>After the boys returned home it
+was decided that they and Mr. Britten
+would set out for Florida the
+next morning. In the meantime,
+the elderly diver telegraphed his
+caretaker to get the "Betsy B." in
+order and arrange to hire a tug-boat.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus112.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> They Planned to Start the Next Day</p>
+
+<p>Late in the afternoon Tom called
+his chum on the phone. "Can you
+spare me a few minutes?" he asked.
+"Think I'm going to have something
+interesting to show you."</p>
+
+<p>"Be right over," replied Ned.
+"Where are you?"</p>
+
+<p>"In the lab."</p>
+
+<p>A few minutes later young Newton
+had joined his friend. "What's
+up?" he asked Tom as he entered.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus113.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "What's up?" Asked Ned</p>
+
+<p>Tom had discovered that his
+bendable glass mixture had cooled
+to a critical temperature, making
+it necessary to remove it from the
+furnace at once lest it be ruined. In
+a small secret chamber beneath his
+private laboratory he had set up a
+sort of miniature glass works
+which would have astonished any
+ordinary glass worker, for the
+young inventor had devised an entirely
+new method of procedure. As
+to its outcome, well, even to its inventor
+that feature remained in
+doubt.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus114.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> A Miniature Glass Works</p>
+
+<p>"Do you think it'll work, Tom?"
+asked Ned Newton anxiously as he
+followed the youthful scientist
+down the stairs. "Your experiments
+have cost a mint of money
+already&mdash;"</p>
+
+<p>"Don't croak," chuckled Tom.
+"I've a few pennies left, haven't I?"</p>
+
+<p>"You won't have so very many
+after you finish with your new
+telescope idea," declared Ned
+grimly. "And THAT certainly won't
+bring in any dividends."</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus115.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> Ned Followed Tom</p>
+
+<p>"Nor is it intended to," said Tom
+a bit sharply. "There is, you know,
+such a thing as pursuing knowledge
+for its own sake."</p>
+
+<p>"I'm sorry. You ought to know,
+though, that I'm thinking only of
+your interests, not of mine," he said
+as they reached the room below.</p>
+
+<p>"Forgive me, old man!" Tom
+clapped Ned warmly on the back.
+"Don't feel for a minute that I
+don't appreciate everything you've
+done for me. To tell you the truth,
+I'm as worried about this new glass
+as you are. That's why I jumped
+on you. Let's forget it!"</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus116.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "Forgive Me, Old Man!"</p>
+
+<p>"Right!"</p>
+
+<p>The two were standing now before
+the cylindrical furnace containing
+the mixture of silicates and
+other ingredients from which Tom
+Swift hoped would emerge a glass
+as flexible as rubber and as strong
+as steel. The thermometer on the
+front stood at twenty-one degrees
+Centigrade.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus117.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> They Looked at the Thermometer</p>
+
+<p>"She's just right," muttered the
+inventor, consulting a complicated
+chart hanging on the wall. "Now
+we'll see!"</p>
+
+<p>The asbestos-coated door clanged
+open. Tom drew out a shallow
+tray, the contents of which were
+buried in a black powder.</p>
+
+<p>"Charcoal!" he explained, setting
+the pan on a table. "It prevents
+any rapid temperature
+change. Even common glass must
+be cooled slowly or it becomes as
+brittle as peanut candy."</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus118.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> Tom Drew out a Shallow Tray</p>
+
+<p>With the aid of a wooden rod
+Tom pulled out a glass bar about
+ten inches long and an inch thick.
+After picking it up carefully he examined
+it closely. In no way did
+the object appear different from ordinary
+glass.</p>
+
+<p>"Well, here goes!" said the inventor
+and forthwith bent the bar
+into the shape of a horseshoe!</p>
+
+<p>"Hurrah!" yelled Ned, clapping
+his friend on the back. "You've
+done it again, Tom Swift!"</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus119.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> He Bent the Glass</p>
+
+<p>"Don't crow too soon. Perhaps
+it won't bend back again. If a rod
+of copper is annealed in a certain
+way it can be bent ONCE like rubber
+but then the crystal breaks up
+and it becomes as rigid as ever.
+Maybe this glass will act the same
+way."</p>
+
+<p>"Then try it! Don't keep me in
+suspense!"</p>
+
+<p>Perhaps Tom had been tantalizing
+his business manager, or maybe
+he really was doubtful about the
+flexibility of the bar. At any rate,
+when he applied pressure he did
+not seem surprised when the glass
+became straight again. Then he
+proceeded actually to tie a knot in
+it, so bendable was the new substance!</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus120.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> The Glass Became Straight Again</p>
+
+<p>"This will revolutionize the glass
+industry!" declared Ned, noting
+that even the blows of a heavy
+sledge-hammer failed even so much
+as to crack the rod.</p>
+
+<p>"It's not half as wonderful as
+that other kind of glass," said Tom,
+dreamily.</p>
+
+<p>"Your glass eye, d'you mean?"
+chuckled Ned in high good humor.
+In his mind he could already see fat
+profits for the company.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus121.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> A Heavy Hammer Did Not Crack It</p>
+
+<p>"I'll give you a pair of black eyes
+if you make another bad joke!"
+laughed Tom, giving his chum a
+playful push. "But seriously, I'm
+mighty well pleased with this
+stuff; it turned out better than I
+dared hope. You know, I got the
+idea for bendable glass while I was
+trying to figure out a way to make
+a huge telescope mirror. That was
+before we found the meteorite."</p>
+
+<p>"And I suppose you'll go back to
+the glass mirror if you can't find
+the big stone so you can make the
+large green disk."</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus122.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "I'm Well Pleased With This."</p>
+
+<p>"Yes, that's what I'll have to do
+if the salvage attempt fails. But
+I'm sure we'll succeed."</p>
+
+<p>Captain Britten had been given
+a room at the Swift home. When
+the boys got there they found their
+guest and Tom's father deep in a
+game of chess.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus123.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> The Two Men Were Playing Chess</p>
+
+<p>"Well, son," laughed Mr. Swift,
+"I've met my match at last. John
+Britten has beaten me three
+straight games! But don't tell
+Damon about it!"</p>
+
+<p>"I won't, Dad," grinned Tom.
+"What do you think of this?" He
+handed his father the bar of bendable
+glass.</p>
+
+<p>"What do I think of it? Why, it
+looks like a glass rod, that's all I
+can see."</p>
+
+<p>"Then watch!" Tom took the bar
+and deftly twisted it into the shape
+of a fat pretzel.</p>
+
+<p>"You've done it, son!" cried Mr.
+Swift. "And to think I told you
+such a thing was impossible! Congratulations!"</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus124.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "What Do You Think of This?"</p>
+
+<p>At dinner that evening the conversation
+turned mainly to the projected
+flight to the West Indies. It
+was decided to start the next day
+at sunrise, as Captain Britten had
+received word from Florida that
+his barge had been made ready. A
+tug was getting up steam to haul
+it to the Cuban coast.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus125.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "Congratulations!" Cried Mr. Swift</p>
+
+<p>"Mr. Damon can't go with us,
+Dad," said Tom. "His wife won't
+let him! By the way," he added
+with a laugh, "she was looking up
+the names of all his relatives&mdash;Mr.
+Damon said she was glad of the excuse
+to do so!&mdash;but she could find
+none named Jones or Brown. So
+that definitely proves those two fellows
+were fakes and that they
+merely pretended relationship in
+order to pump him about my
+work."</p>
+
+<p>After supper Ned went to his
+home to pack a suitcase, for he was
+to spend the night at the Swifts'
+to be on hand for the early start
+that was being planned. Tom spent
+the evening in his office studying
+the latest available data on diving
+operations, and plotting the route
+over which the party would travel
+to the coast of Cuba.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus126.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> Ned Packed His Suitcase</p>
+
+<p>Immersed in his work, he at first
+paid but little attention to a peculiar
+odor that gradually was pervading
+the atmosphere.</p>
+
+<p>Suddenly he realized that something
+was wrong; a strange buzzing
+filled his ears and the lights
+seemed to be growing dim. He
+started to get up, but instead fell
+across his desk.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus127.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> Something Was Wrong</p>
+
+<p>As Tom lay there motionless, a
+window opened noiselessly. Stealthily
+a masked figure climbed in. After
+a hasty glance around the room,
+the intruder hastened to the desk
+and leaned over the unconscious
+youth.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus128.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> A Masked Figure Entered</p>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2><a name="CHAPTER_VII" id="CHAPTER_VII"></a>CHAPTER VII</h2>
+
+<p class='center'>DEEP SEA DIVING</p>
+
+
+<p>Swiftly the masked man took a
+bunch of keys from Tom's pocket.
+With a directness that indicated
+familiarity with the place, he went
+straight to the rug covering the
+entrance to the secret vault.
+Throwing this aside, he unlocked
+the trap door and quietly raised it.
+The combination lock, which gave
+warning if tampered with, had not
+been set for the night.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus130.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> He Unlocked the Trap Door</p>
+
+<p>Now the intruder very carefully
+draped the rug over the door in
+such a way that it would spread itself
+as before when the trap should
+be closed from below. Two minutes
+later Tom was alone in the
+office, which appeared exactly as it
+had before he was rendered unconscious.
+Yet there crouched in the
+vault a hidden spy whose purpose
+was as sinister as his appearance.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus131.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> He Draped the Rug Over the Door</p>
+
+<p>"Mist' Swift, Massa Tom ain'
+come back fum de office yit," announced
+Rad Sampson as he placed
+the elderly inventor's nightly glass
+of hot milk on the library table. "I
+wuz jest up t' his room to ax him
+suffin' an' he wuzn't dar."</p>
+
+<p>"Well, I guess the boy is working
+a bit late tonight. But you
+sound a trifle anxious, Eradicate.
+Do you think anything is wrong?"</p>
+
+<p>"Uh&mdash;Oh, no suh. No suh,"
+mumbled the old Negro. "I jest
+wondered ef yo'd seen him. Good
+night, suh! Good night!"</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus132.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "Massa Tom Ain' Back Fum de Office."</p>
+
+<p>"Good night, Rad."</p>
+
+<p>"Mustn't worry ole Mist' Swift,"
+the servant muttered to himself as
+he shuffled back to the kitchen.
+"But Massa Tom tole me hisself he
+gwine t' baid early 'cause he gotta
+git up befo' sunrise.</p>
+
+<p>"Look hyah, Koku," he went on
+when he got to the kitchen. "Quit
+stuffin' dat 'ar pie an' go out an' see
+ef Massa Tom all right. He ought
+t' have bin in de house long sence.
+I'se skeered mebbe some villains
+mought've cotched him!"</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus133.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "See Ef Massa Tom All Right."</p>
+
+<p>"Whoo!" growled the giant,
+jumping up so quickly that his big,
+specially-built chair crashed over.
+"Where um war-club? Me fixum!"</p>
+
+<p>"Doan make sich a racket, yo'
+big lummox! Yo' want to skeer ol'
+Mist' Swift? Heah, take mah rollin'-pin."</p>
+
+<p>Clutching the rolling pin as a
+"war-club," Koku started through
+the darkness toward Tom's private
+laboratory. Following him at a
+discreet distance came old Rad
+Sampson, who had armed himself
+with a big butcher knife.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus134.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> Rad Followed</p>
+
+<p>"Dar's a light in de office, big
+boy," whispered the Negro. "Be
+keerful, now!"</p>
+
+<p>The giant merely grunted, crept
+up to the window and peered within.
+His great height enabled him
+to do so easily. "Come," he said
+finally, turning toward the door.
+"We go in."</p>
+
+<p>"Whut de matter?" demanded
+Eradicate, struggling to keep up
+with his companion. "Am suffin'
+wrong? Mah goodness!" he cried
+a moment later in the office. "Po'
+Massa Tom done been killed! Look
+at him a-layin' dere!"</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus135.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> The Giant Peered in the Window</p>
+
+<p>"Him no dead!" rumbled Koku,
+leaning over his master. "Him
+heart still beatum. Him need fresh
+air." Gently he picked Tom up and
+carried him outside.</p>
+
+<p>"I'll git a doctah!" exclaimed the
+old colored man. "Dey's a phone
+in heah."</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus136.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "Him No Dead!" Rumbled Koku</p>
+
+<p>Before the physician could be
+reached, the beneficial effects of the
+cool night air had brought the
+young inventor back to consciousness.
+At first he could not recall
+what had happened and was not a
+little astonished to find himself lying
+on the grass.</p>
+
+<p>"What in the world is the matter,
+Koku?" he demanded, pressing his
+hand to his aching head. "What
+am I doing out here?"</p>
+
+<p>"Master out, get knockum," said
+the giant. "We find you on desk.
+Rad callum medicine man now."</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus137.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "What Am I Doing Here?"</p>
+
+<p>"A doctor? No, I'm all right.
+Tell him to cancel the call." Tom
+managed to struggle to his feet. "I
+remember now! Some kind of
+gas must have been used on me.
+But I must see to the office. Maybe
+I've been robbed."</p>
+
+<p>Leaning heavily on the giant's
+arm, Tom walked as fast as he
+could into the laboratory. At first
+glance everything seemed to be in
+order, and to his relief he found the
+vault was locked.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus138.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> The Vault Was Locked</p>
+
+<p>The young inventor did not know
+that a key was missing from his
+ring, nor, as he twirled the dial of
+the combination-lock, did he realize
+that a slender lever had been
+severed from below, thus rendering
+useless the intricate mechanism.</p>
+
+<p>"Who done dis to you', Massa
+Tom?" asked Rad.</p>
+
+<p>"Wish I knew. Anyhow, there's
+been no damage done except to me!
+My head's splitting, so I must get
+to bed. Koku, stay on guard here
+from now on until I return from
+Cuba. And get several of the men
+to relieve you. Another thing: I
+don't want either of you to mention
+this affair to anyone. Dad
+would hear about it and worry."</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus139.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "Koku, Stay on Guard Here."</p>
+
+<p>"If I catchum fella I breakum in
+little bits!" cried Koku fiercely. He
+shook the rolling-pin vigorously.
+"Better him stay 'way fum me!"</p>
+
+<p>Tom awoke the next morning
+little the worse for his experience.
+Thanks to a rugged constitution,
+he had been able to throw off the ill
+effects of the poisonous fumes
+which had overcome him.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus140.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "Better Him Stay 'Way Fum Me!"</p>
+
+<p>"I can't make it out, Ned," he
+said as the boys stood watching the
+mechanics warm up the engines of
+the big seaplane. "Nothing is missing.
+Whoever did the job didn't
+even rob me, and I had a good deal
+of cash in my wallet."</p>
+
+<p>"Maybe nobody made an attempt
+on you or your property at all,
+Tom," Ned remarked slowly.</p>
+
+<p>"What d'you mean? I certainly
+was knocked out!"</p>
+
+<p>"Oh, I know that. But couldn't
+some sort of gas have seeped into
+your office from your adjoining
+laboratory? A bottle of acid might
+have cracked, or&mdash;"</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus141.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> The Mechanics Warmed up the Engines</p>
+
+<p>"Nothing like that happened.
+I'm positive, because the same
+thought struck me. I made a careful
+inspection this morning. Everything
+was in perfect order."</p>
+
+<p>"It certainly is strange," said
+Ned. "It looks as if some enemy is
+camping on your trail, Tom!"</p>
+
+<p>"He'll have a hard time picking
+up that same trail in a few minutes,"
+chuckled the inventor. "Here
+come Captain Britten and Dad. I
+guess we can take off soon."</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus142.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "A Bottle of Acid Might Have Cracked."</p>
+
+<p>"So your sea-goin' air-yacht is
+ready to cast off, is she?" asked
+the old diver. "Well, when ye haul
+in the gangplank, so to speak, I'll
+be aboard!"</p>
+
+<p>"Take care of yourself, son,"
+said Barton Swift, shaking Tom's
+hand. "I hope you will be successful
+in your attempt."</p>
+
+<p>"Good-bye, Dad. And thanks."</p>
+
+<p>"Doan git et up by no sharks or
+allygators!" cautioned Rad.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus143.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "Take Care of Yourself, Son."</p>
+
+<p>The mechanics had finished their
+work and were seen climbing down
+from the fuselage. The passengers
+took their places in the roomy
+cabin while Tom seated himself
+behind the controls.</p>
+
+<p>After running a critical eye over
+the score of instruments he reached
+for the throttle and clutched
+the wheel tighter. The intermittent
+coughing of the powerful
+motors changed to a deafening
+roar, and the huge ship lumbered
+off down the long field, gathering
+speed every second.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus144.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> Tom Sat Behind the Controls</p>
+
+<p>"We're off!" cried Ned, waving
+at the already distant figures left
+behind.</p>
+
+<p>"And we'll bring home the
+meteorite!" muttered Tom to himself
+as the "Winged Arrow" glided
+smoothly toward the clouds lining
+the southern horizon. "For I'm
+going to make the most wonderful
+telescope the world has ever
+known!"</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus145.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "We're off!" Cried Ned</p>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2><a name="CHAPTER_VIII" id="CHAPTER_VIII"></a>CHAPTER VIII</h2>
+
+<p class='center'>TRAPPED BY A SEA MONSTER</p>
+
+
+<p>"This is travelin' in style, all
+right," approvingly remarked Captain
+Britten, looking about the
+comfortably appointed cabin and
+sniffing the appetizing odor of
+lamb chops on the electric grill.
+When necessary, Ned Newton
+could cook an impromptu meal.
+He really was rather proud of his
+ability.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus146.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> Ned Cooked Some Lamb Chops</p>
+
+<p>As the amateur chef placed the
+meal on a small, collapsible table,
+Tom announced that they were
+now flying over the state of Georgia.
+"We should reach Key West
+about three P.M.," he said.</p>
+
+<p>The ship droned steadily onward.
+At two o'clock in the afternoon
+they were passing near a
+large city. "Miami," declared Ned,
+who had been poring over a chart.
+"Airplanes go to many parts of
+South America from there."</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus147.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "Miami," Declared Ned</p>
+
+<p>Tom sent the "Winged Arrow"
+lower and lower. Finally he leveled
+off at an altitude of about five hundred
+feet above the blue sea. Here
+the full force of the fierce subtropical
+sun began to make itself
+felt.</p>
+
+<p>The travelers, fresh from the
+comparatively cool northern summer,
+made haste to open all the air
+vents in the plane. Then they
+changed into white linen suits.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus148.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> They Changed into Linen Suits</p>
+
+<p>"Whew!" exclaimed Tom, mopping
+his brow. "I've traveled in the
+jungles of Africa but have never
+felt hotter!"</p>
+
+<p>"Ah, it's the ship, my boy. You
+see, the dark metal hull fairly
+soaks up the sun, an' that's why
+we're a bit uncomfortable," said
+Captain Britten. "Once we land,
+you'll think the climate fine!"</p>
+
+<p>Shortly afterward they flew over
+a grim-looking American battleship.
+It greeted them with a hoarse
+blast of her whistle as the flying
+boat shot by at the rate of two hundred
+miles an hour. On either side
+tiny islands, or cays, appeared,
+then vanished as if by magic. Finally
+a blue blur straight ahead began
+to loom even larger, and in a
+few minutes the "Winged Arrow"
+landed in the harbor of Key West.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus149.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> They Flew Over a Battleship</p>
+
+<p>"Half-past three," said Tom,
+glancing at the clock on the instrument
+panel. "A slow passage."</p>
+
+<p>"Fast as I'd want to make it,"
+declared Captain Britten. "A
+steamer'd have taken a good many
+hours where we needed only minutes.
+There's the old 'Betsy B.'
+tied to her pier, so let's get over
+to her!"</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus150.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> In the Harbor at Key West</p>
+
+<p>The idling engines were speeded
+up and the flying boat moved slowly
+across the harbor. A tug with
+smoke curling from her single
+thick funnel lay near the broad-beamed
+barge.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus151.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> A Tug Lay Near the Barge</p>
+
+<p>Over the stern of the latter several
+grinning Negroes leaned.
+Their ancestors might have been
+stricken dumb at sight of the great
+sky craft tying up to their ship,
+but these darkies were familiar
+with daily passage of planes bound
+for South America and showed but
+little astonishment. In a liquid
+Spanish-English patois they bade
+the whites welcome. All of them
+were old retainers of Captain
+Britten.</p>
+
+<p>As the elderly man had said, the
+old barge had served as winter
+quarters for him during the past
+years. In consequence, he had had
+her little cabins fitted up more
+luxuriously than is customary on
+such vessels. Tom and Ned were
+given one far more comfortable
+than they had expected.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus152.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> The Cabins Were Comfortable</p>
+
+<p>The rest of the afternoon was
+taken up with inspection of the
+ship, the arrangements for the
+safe-keeping of the "Winged Arrow,"
+and the laying of plans. Immediately
+after the hydroplane
+had been moored to a small pier
+owned by Captain Britten, the tug-boat
+chugged out into the Gulf of
+Mexico at the rate of ten knots.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus153.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> The Tug Chugged out into the Gulf</p>
+
+<p>"I'd say we should reach the spot
+some time tomorrow afternoon,"
+said Tom after studying the chart.
+"It's just under two hundred
+miles."</p>
+
+<p>"And we'll get your meteorite
+for you!" predicted the old salvage
+man confidently. "Lucky the captain
+of that freighter 'Perry' took
+a bearing on the lighthouse at Port
+Baracoa; otherwise it would be
+like lookin' for a boll weevil in a
+bale o' cotton!"</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus154.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> Tom Studied the Charts</p>
+
+<p>Ruiz, the coal-black cook, served
+a good supper at sundown. Shortly
+afterward the boys went to their
+bunks, for both were tired after
+the long flight. Then too, Tom was
+still feeling the effects of the gas
+inhaled the previous night.</p>
+
+<p>Next morning found the "Betsy
+B." wallowing through a smooth
+sea a few miles off the east coast
+of Cuba. Under the supervision
+of Captain Britten, several of the
+crew were busy oiling the huge
+winch, overhauling steel cables,
+and seeing to a dozen other minor
+but important details. Altogether,
+it was a busy scene that met the
+eyes of Tom and Ned when they
+emerged on deck.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus155.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> The Crew Was Busy</p>
+
+<p>"Your father was right, I think,"
+said Ned. "You certainly have a
+competent man. See how the crew
+jump at his word!"</p>
+
+<p>"I agree," said Tom with satisfaction.
+"But me for breakfast!
+This sea air surely gives a fellow
+a good appetite."</p>
+
+<p>A head wind coupled with a rising
+sea combined to hold back the
+tug and her rather clumsy tow as
+the day waned. Occasional heavy
+rain squalls made the deck of the
+barge a rather uncomfortable
+place, so the boys stayed in the
+main cabin and discussed plans.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus156.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> Head Winds Held Back the Tug</p>
+
+<p>"I think the rainy season must
+be at its height," groaned Ned at
+last as he and Tom sat sweltering.
+"Maybe we'll be cooped up here for
+the whole voyage."</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus157.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> Rain Kept the Boys in Their Cabins</p>
+
+<p>"Not me," declared the young
+inventor with a laugh. "Since
+when have you grown afraid of a
+little rain? By afternoon we ought
+to be near the spot where Captain
+Mawson jettisoned the meteorite
+and then we'll begin to get busy,
+weather or no weather!"</p>
+
+<p>"I hope the thing will be worth
+all our trouble," said Ned a bit
+crossly. "Perhaps we won't even
+be able to find it. What then?"</p>
+
+<p>"You're just suffering from a
+touch of 'mal de mer'!" teased
+Tom, refusing to consider his
+chum's gloomy remarks.</p>
+
+<p>"I'm not a bit seasick!" protested
+Ned indignantly. "I just think
+we're on a wild goose chase, that's
+all!"</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus158.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "I'm Not Seasick," Protested Ned</p>
+
+<p>"Wait and see."</p>
+
+<p>Evening drew nigh, and the sudden
+tropical night fell. On the
+Cuban coast lights went on, dominated
+by the intermittent glare of
+a powerful beacon many miles
+ahead.</p>
+
+<p>"Baracoa Light," announced
+Captain Britten, seeing this. "We
+will lay off-shore till morning and
+begin our work tomorrow."</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus159.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> The Captain Pointed to the Beacon</p>
+
+<p>It spoke well for Tom Swift's
+nerves that he slept soundly, despite
+his great interest in the morrow's
+activities. During the night
+the sea abated and the rain ceased.
+Dawn broke with a brilliance to be
+seen only in tropical lands.</p>
+
+<p>In order to reach the spot in the
+sea beneath which the meteorite
+lay, it was necessary to get the
+barge into a position corresponding
+to the apex of an isosceles triangle
+in relation to the lighthouse
+tower and the peak of a small hill
+near by.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus160.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> Tom Made Some Observations</p>
+
+<p>Captain Britten and Tom, sextants
+in hand, made repeated observations.
+Ned stood by the telephone
+connecting the tug and her
+tow, transmitting to the former's
+captain the navigation directions.
+Finally the barge was supposed to
+be exactly where the freighter had
+thrown overboard the big stone.</p>
+
+<p>"We may have to look around a
+little, though," remarked Tom as
+Captain Britten ordered the tug
+halted and anchors lowered. "In
+the big storm Captain Mawson
+might have made a mistake in his
+reckoning."</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus161.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> The Chart Showed the Depth of the Water</p>
+
+<p>The water was about three hundred
+feet deep here, the Hydrographic
+Office charts showed.
+When Ned learned this, he looked
+serious.</p>
+
+<p>"The record depth attained by
+a diver is only 204 feet!" he exclaimed.
+"At least, that's what I
+read in an encyclopedia."</p>
+
+<p>"Guess you're referring to James
+Hooper, who reached that depth
+off the South American coast some
+years ago," smiled Tom Swift.
+"But since then diving-dress has
+undergone considerable improvement,
+eh, Captain Britten?"</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus162.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> A Boom Was Swung Overside</p>
+
+<p>"That's right. I have on board
+several of the newest type suits.
+Besides, I use native divers, men
+who, even without protection, can
+descend to almost unbelievable
+distances."</p>
+
+<p>Quickly a boom was swung out
+overside. From it hung several
+pulleys to which was attached a
+narrow steel platform. Presently
+three tall Negroes carried out of
+the storeroom grotesque-looking
+diving suits which weighed over
+two hundred and fifty pounds
+apiece.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus163.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> He Shuffled Across the Deck</p>
+
+<p>Captain Britten spoke in Spanish
+to one of them, then the fellow
+began putting on the weird uniform.
+It made him look like a
+visitor from another world. The
+tremendous weight of his garb
+prevented him from moving at
+more than a slow shuffle across the
+deck, strong though he was.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus164.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> A Trail of Bubbles</p>
+
+<p>A section of the railing had been
+removed to allow access to the
+dangling metal platform upon
+which the diver stepped. The boom
+swung out and the drum of the
+winch began unrolling. In a few
+seconds only a trail of vanishing
+bubbles marked the spot where the
+Negro had gone into the sea.</p>
+
+<p>"How long will it take him to
+reach bottom?" asked Ned, peering
+overside in fascination.</p>
+
+<p>"About forty minutes," replied
+Captain Britten. "A diver must be
+lowered and raised gradually in
+order to avoid the terrible after-effects
+of a sudden change in pressure.
+At three hundred feet the
+pressure is more than eighteen
+thousand pounds per square foot!"</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus165.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> Tom Held His Watch to His Ear</p>
+
+<p>Time dragged on. Down, down
+rolled the heavy cable supporting
+the diver. Finally Tom held his
+watch to his ear, as though he
+were afraid it might have stopped.</p>
+
+<p>"Oh, it's still running," laughed
+Ned a little nervously as he observed
+his chum's action. "Only
+five more minutes, Tom!"</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus166.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> He Reported a Good Sandy Bottom</p>
+
+<p>At last a bell tinkled and Captain
+Britten grabbed up the telephone
+instrument which connected barge
+and diver. For a few seconds he
+listened, then replied briefly in
+Spanish.</p>
+
+<p>"Alvarez is down," he said to
+Tom as he hung up the receiver.
+"He reports a good, sandy bottom
+but no sight yet of the meteorite.
+At any rate, there's no danger of
+it having sunk in an oozy bottom."</p>
+
+<p>Ten minutes later the phone
+buzzed again, this time with a request
+that the ship be moved a little
+east and that Manuel, Alvarez's
+mate, be sent down to help. This
+was done, and another telephone
+instrument was plugged in.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus167.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> Manuel Was to Go Down</p>
+
+<p>Tom, who understood a little
+Spanish, stood by to hear the report
+of the second diver. Both lines
+were now kept open continuously.</p>
+
+<p>Finally Manuel reached bottom,
+saying that he had contacted Alvarez.
+For some minutes nothing
+came through either telephone but
+the sound of the submerged men's
+breathing.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus168.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> Something Has Gone Wrong!</p>
+
+<p>"I see something, Se&ntilde;or! A rock&mdash;'que
+grande'!" came to Tom's ears
+suddenly. "It must indeed be that
+which the Se&ntilde;or seeks. But, Santa
+Maria! there is something else&mdash;!"
+Manuel's voice broke off suddenly.</p>
+
+<p>"Captain Britten! Can you hear
+your man?" shouted Tom after his
+repeated attempts to renew, the
+connection had failed.</p>
+
+<p>"No! I can hear only a muffled
+groaning. Something has gone
+wrong. That's sure!"</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus169.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "Stop, Se&ntilde;or!" Screamed the Engineer</p>
+
+<p>"Pull 'em up quick, then!" advised
+Ned.</p>
+
+<p>This seemed good advice, so the
+auxiliary engine was started and
+the winches began turning slowly.</p>
+
+<p>"Stop, Se&ntilde;or!" suddenly screamed
+the native engineer, waving his
+arms excitedly and cutting off the
+steam. "The drums turn&mdash;si&mdash;but
+the cables do not rise. Something
+has caught the men!"</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus170.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> Loose the Winches</p>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2><a name="CHAPTER_IX" id="CHAPTER_IX"></a>CHAPTER IX</h2>
+
+<p class='center'>A ROBBER</p>
+
+
+<p>"Loose the winches a little!" ordered Captain Britten sharply.
+"The air-hoses are strained almost to the breaking point."</p>
+
+<p>"Si," mumbled the engineer, easing off the brake a trifle.</p>
+
+<p>"What's the trouble, in your opinion, Captain?" asked Tom.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus171.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> The Engineer Eased the Brake</p>
+
+<p>"Hard to say, young fellow,"
+came the worried reply. "What
+I'm afraid of is that a huge octopus
+or some such monster has attacked
+the poor divers. Whatever it is, I
+fear it's the end for 'em, as there's
+not another diver aboard and we
+can't haul the men up for fear of
+breakin' their air-lines."</p>
+
+<p>"Have you another diving suit?"
+asked Tom rapidly. "I've had considerable
+experience in undersea
+work and can't let those boys
+drown without trying to help 'em!"</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus172.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "I'm Afraid It Is an Octopus!"</p>
+
+<p>"Can you do it, lad? Yes, I've
+a brand-new outfit aboard that's
+of the latest type. But what'll I
+say to your father if anything happens
+to you?"</p>
+
+<p>"Dad wouldn't want me to stand
+back at a time like this," rejoined
+the young inventor. "I sent these
+men down and it's up to me to see
+they get back safely!"</p>
+
+<p>"But, Tom!" cried Ned. "What
+of the octopus? You may be trapped
+too, and not save Manuel and
+Alvarez either!"</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus173.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "It's up to Me!"</p>
+
+<p>"You forget, or maybe you didn't
+know, that I brought my electric
+rifle with me. That'll polish off
+any devil-fish I'm likely to meet!"</p>
+
+<p>"Well, at least let me go too!"</p>
+
+<p>"Isn't but one suit," said Captain
+Britten. "Now, Tom Swift, if
+you're ready, here's the suit."</p>
+
+<p>"All set," said the young inventor
+calmly. He began to remove his
+outer clothing. "Ned, please bring
+up my rifle."</p>
+
+<p>By the time the young scientist
+had been helped into the massively
+armored suit, Ned was back on
+deck carrying a peculiar-looking
+gun. Unlike other weapons, this
+one could discharge a bolt of electricity
+which would slay the largest
+animal or merely tickle a baby,
+according to the adjustment. Tom
+set it to its highest power.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus174.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> They Helped Tom into the Suit</p>
+
+<p>"Good luck!" cried Ned as the
+heavy helmet was lowered into
+place.</p>
+
+<p>Tom attempted to wave in reply
+but the gear was too weighty. Later,
+when he got into the depths, the
+buoyant effect of the water would
+enable him to move more freely.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus175.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> Ned Carried a Peculiar Gun</p>
+
+<p>Clutching his gun in his armored
+hand, Tom crept slowly on to the
+platform suspended over the sea.
+As it was lowered to the water he
+got a last glimpse of Ned Newton's
+face staring down at him.</p>
+
+<p>The young business manager
+paced the deck of the barge, at
+every step reproaching himself for
+allowing his chum to undertake so
+hazardous a venture. As his watch
+told him that Tom must be nearing
+the bottom he seated himself by the
+switchboard, headphones clamped
+over his ears.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus176.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> Tom Crept Slowly to the Platform</p>
+
+<p>"Ground floor," announced Tom
+at last. "Pretty dark down here.
+I'll switch on my flash. Now&mdash;by
+George!"</p>
+
+<p>Ned heard a muffled silence.</p>
+
+<p>"Tom! Tom!" he shouted frantically.
+"What's happened? Are
+you all right?"</p>
+
+<p>For nearly ten minutes Ned
+crouched by the instrument trying
+to get in touch with his friend.
+Just as he was giving up hope he
+heard a weak voice gasp:</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus177.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "Ground Floor," Announced Tom</p>
+
+<p>"Not so loud, old man! You've
+nearly broken my ear-drums.
+Everything's under control!"</p>
+
+<p>"Hurray!" shouted Ned. "He's
+found 'em, Captain Britten!"</p>
+
+<p>"Easy!" protested Tom from the
+depths. "Don't shout like that so
+near the phone! Yes, the men are
+O.K. A big fish had 'em&mdash;don't
+know what it was, as I never heard
+of anything like it. But a couple of
+shots from the rifle killed it."</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus178.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "A Big Fish Had 'Em!"</p>
+
+<p>"Tell Captain Britten to send
+down some heavy chains. We've
+found the meteorite!"</p>
+
+<p>The now jubilant crew, who had
+feared their companions lost, scurried
+about. In a few minutes the
+stout chain was snaking its way
+down through the blue-green
+ocean.</p>
+
+<p>"Seems to me they're taking a
+mighty long time about it," said
+Ned to Captain Britten after an
+hour had passed with no word from
+the three divers.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus179.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> A Chain Snaked Its Way Down</p>
+
+<p>"You're right," agreed the other.
+"Working at that depth it's decidedly
+unsafe to stay below so long.
+I'll warn Tom."</p>
+
+<p>"Can't be done!" was that young
+man's decisive answer to the old
+salvage expert's warning. "This is
+a tougher job than I thought, for
+the bottom of the stone seems to be
+sinking slowly. If we can't finish
+our job now I'm afraid we'll lose
+our prize. But don't worry. We
+ought to be through in another
+twenty minutes."</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus180.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "This Is a Tough Job."</p>
+
+<p>The twenty minutes passed, and
+another like period was nearly run
+through before Tom announced
+himself and the other two ready to
+come to the surface.</p>
+
+<p>To avoid the dreaded "bends," an
+affliction suffered by divers drawn
+to the surface too rapidly, they
+made their ascent as slowly as their
+descent. Thus it was that the great
+meteorite reached the top long before
+Tom and the two natives did.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus181.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> They Made Their Ascent Slowly</p>
+
+<p>"What in the name o' tarnation
+did he want with that?" demanded
+Captain Britten as the giant stone
+was lowered cautiously to the deck.
+Weighing many tons, it had tilted
+the barge far over to one side as
+the powerful derrick drew it up.
+"It looks like some old rock a man
+might pick up 'most any place."</p>
+
+<p>"Oh, Tom Swift usually has a
+good reason for everything he
+does," smiled Ned noncommittally.
+"I'm no scientist, but he is, so perhaps
+he wants to experiment with
+this stone from another planet."</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus182.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> The Powerful Derrick Drew It Up</p>
+
+<p>At last the three divers reached
+the surface and were hauled rapidly
+up to the deck of the barge. All
+of them appeared exhausted, but
+Tom's eyes expressed the greatest
+satisfaction when he saw the meteorite
+safely aboard.</p>
+
+<p>At his request the tug was put
+under way and the "Betsy B."
+started back to her home port in
+Key West. During the trip Tom
+managed to cut from the meteorite
+a fifty-pound chunk.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus183.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> Tom Cut off a Large Chunk</p>
+
+<p>"I'm very eager to see if this
+stone contains more X," he explained
+to Ned, "so I'm planning to fly
+straight home with this sample to
+analyze it. I want you to put the
+rest of the meteorite on a fast
+freight train and travel north with
+it."</p>
+
+<p>The sun was setting when the
+dock at Key West was reached.
+Tom waited no longer than was
+necessary to take on a supply of
+gasoline for the "Winged Arrow."
+He paid Captain Britten a generous
+fee and added a bonus for the
+divers who had helped him. Then
+with a hasty good-bye the excited
+young inventor roared off in the
+gathering darkness toward his
+distant home.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus184.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> He Paid Captain Britten</p>
+
+<p>After an uneventful flight he
+reached Shopton at about half-past
+one the following morning. The
+wheels of the plane had barely
+stopped turning when the tall figure
+of Koku came rushing out of
+the shadows of the hangar to greet
+his master.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus185.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> Koku Came Rushing Out</p>
+
+<p>"You're right on the job!" exclaimed
+Tom, climbing stiffly from
+the cabin. "How is everything?"</p>
+
+<p>"All thing good!" declared the
+giant, grinning to see the young
+inventor back. "Catchum skystone?"</p>
+
+<p>"We caught it, all right. You
+might tote this sample of it over to
+the lab." Tom handed his servant
+the segment he had chiseled from
+the main mass.</p>
+
+<p>"Master knows 'bout secret cave
+under lab'tory?" questioned the
+giant as the two walked across the
+field in the moonlight.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus186.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "Tote This Sample to the Lab."</p>
+
+<p>"Cave? Oh, you mean the
+vault?" asked Tom, who had been
+thinking of other matters.</p>
+
+<p>"Night you go 'way in sky-bird,
+Koku watch. Koku hear bell go
+ting-ting-ting!"</p>
+
+<p>Suddenly Tom was paying strict
+attention.</p>
+
+<p>"Great Scott! D'you mean to
+say someone broke into my Chest
+of Secrets? Tell me about it
+quickly!"</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus187.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> Tom Paid Strict Attention</p>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2><a name="CHAPTER_X" id="CHAPTER_X"></a>CHAPTER X</h2>
+
+<p class='center'>SUCCESS</p>
+
+
+<p>"Me tell!" said Koku. "Hear
+bell, know bad mans hide in cave.
+I creep up an' watch!" His dramatic
+pause might have seemed
+funny at any other time but Tom
+was badly worried.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus188.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> Tom Swift Was Worried</p>
+
+<p>"Hurry up!" commanded the
+young inventor sharply, grabbing
+the giant's arm. "What happened?"</p>
+
+<p>"Nothing happen US," answered
+Koku. "Plenty happen HIM! I
+catchum fella, crawl up fum cave,
+knockum out, callum policemans."</p>
+
+<p>"Good boy! You rate a new suit
+for that. You can tell the tailor to
+make it as loud as you like!"</p>
+
+<p>Nothing could have pleased the
+simple giant more, for he loved to
+dress up in gaudy clothes, a trait
+left over from his savage life before
+the young inventor had
+brought him to America.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus189.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "I Catchum Fella!"</p>
+
+<p>Too excited to sleep, Tom Swift
+went straight to his office and called
+the police station. The desk
+sergeant verified what Koku had
+said and asked the young scientist
+to come down and prefer charges.</p>
+
+<p>As he was about to leave he saw
+on top of his accumulated mail a
+letter from the Apex Glass Works.
+It was from Mr. Stern. The man
+advised Tom that he suspected two
+discharged workmen as the pair
+who had attempted to rob him.
+Photographs were enclosed.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus190.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> Photographs Were Enclosed</p>
+
+<p>"That he, Master!" suddenly
+boomed Koku, who had been gazing
+at the photos. "That man steal
+green glass thing I ketch back!"</p>
+
+<p>"By Jove, I believe you're
+right!" declared Tom. "This picture
+most certainly resembles the
+fellow you dragged in here. Come
+on, you and I will go over to the
+jail and check up."</p>
+
+<p>Late as the hour was, the two
+took out a car and hastened over
+to the county prison. No sooner
+had the sleepy officer on duty conducted
+them back to the prisoner's
+cell than Tom immediately recognized
+the man as the one Koku had
+captured with the green disk.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus191.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> They Drove to the County Prison</p>
+
+<p>Eager to get off as lightly as possible,
+the fellow, who had been a
+confidential clerk in the main
+offices of the glass works, made a
+full confession.</p>
+
+<p>"It was Hammer who got me into
+this, Mr. Swift," whined Anton.
+"He overheard Mr. Stern talking
+about your experiments with bendable
+glass. He said you'd surely
+succeed and that the invention
+would be worth a fortune. So we
+decided to steal your formula. I've
+got a sick wife, Mr. Swift&mdash;"</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus192.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> Hammer Overheard Mr. Stern</p>
+
+<p>"A pack of lies!" roughly interrupted
+the policeman. "He's a
+single man, Mr. Swift, and has a
+police record to boot!"</p>
+
+<p>"Well, hold him. And I hope you
+will catch his confederate."</p>
+
+<p>"Don't worry. The boys'll bring
+him in!"</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus193.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "He Has a Police Record."</p>
+
+<p>Although the hour was late, Tom
+decided to return to the laboratory
+and inspect the vault. There had
+been a certain sly expression in
+Anton's eyes which had vaguely
+disturbed the inventor. It was as
+if the man were holding something
+back and grinning over it.</p>
+
+<p>In a few minutes Tom's feeling
+was proven correct, for the formula
+dealing with the flexible glass
+was gone! Koku, when questioned,
+admitted that he had seen some
+papers drop from Anton's pocket
+when he had seized him just outside
+the laboratory, but the simple
+giant had paid no attention to
+them. There followed a frantic
+search with a flashlight by Tom but
+there was no trace of the missing
+documents.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus194.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> The Formula Was Gone</p>
+
+<p>"They couldn't have blown
+away!" he declared. "They were
+clipped together by a special heavy
+binder. Somebody must have picked
+them up!"</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus195.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> He Made a Frantic Search</p>
+
+<p>When Tom visited Anton in jail
+the next day, the fellow denied
+loudly that he had taken anything.
+The police promised to redouble
+their efforts to capture Hammer.
+With that assurance the inventor
+was forced to content himself.</p>
+
+<p>The next few days Tom was so
+busy that he gave only an occasional
+thought to his loss. Analysis
+of the sample cut from the meteorite
+showed that it was even
+richer than he had hoped in the
+new substance, X. Immediately he
+telegraphed a large science supply
+house for huge flasks, beakers,
+retorts and other paraphernalia
+necessary to extract and refine the
+material.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus196.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> The Sample Was Rich in X</p>
+
+<p>This done, he arranged for the
+loan of a large refracting telescope
+from a near-by observatory to be
+used in conjunction with the big
+green disk he proposed to make.
+Professor Standish of the college
+was so interested in the project
+that Tom invited him to the forthcoming
+test.</p>
+
+<p>Work was begun on an improvised
+observatory to be erected on
+a mountain in the Adirondacks.
+This would place the telescope
+above most of the blurring effects
+of the dense, lower atmosphere,
+filled as it is with smoke and dust.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus197.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> Work Was Begun on the Observatory</p>
+
+<p>Ned Newton wired that the meteorite
+had been safely placed on
+a fast freight train. He added that
+he was traveling in the caboose of
+the same train by special arrangement
+with the road officials. Tom
+met his chum at the station.</p>
+
+<p>"How do you like riding in
+style?" he teased.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus198.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> Ned Traveled in the Caboose</p>
+
+<p>"Humph!" grunted Ned. "I'll
+take a plane next time."</p>
+
+<p>A huge truck transported the
+planet stone to the shops of the
+Swift Construction Company. One
+of the buildings had been cleared
+of all other work, and in it a very
+large furnace had been erected to
+cast the green disk. Powerful mechanisms
+crushed the meteorite to
+a fine powder which was dissolved
+by strong acids, then separated into
+its various ingredients.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus199.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> The Meteorite Was Crushed</p>
+
+<p>"The furnace will have to be enlarged!"
+declared Tom. "I had
+planned to make a disk twenty feet
+long but there is so much X that we
+can easily make it thirty-five feet.
+There'll still be several hundred
+pounds left."</p>
+
+<p>"Why not use it all and make the
+biggest 'scope you can?" suggested
+Ned Newton.</p>
+
+<p>"I believe this will be large
+enough. Besides, I have an idea
+that the X has other and even more
+remarkable powers. I don't want
+to use it all up in this device."</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus200.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "We Can Make a Larger Disk!"</p>
+
+<p>A gang of men had been employed
+to clear a trail up the side of the
+mountain in the Adirondacks and
+construct a road to the summit as
+none ever had been made to the
+spot Tom intended to use. A specially
+large motor truck was built to
+carry first the telescope, then the
+giant green disk.</p>
+
+<p>It may well be supposed that all
+these preparations ran into money.
+Many a groan did Ned give when
+he studied the mounting cost
+sheets. Tom, however, was deaf
+to all his chum's protestations.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus201.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> A Special Truck Was Built</p>
+
+<p>"I had hoped your new bendable
+glass would more than repay the
+cost of your telescope," grumbled
+Ned. "That's gone, and it looks to
+me as though everything else'll go
+too. The Swift Construction Company
+will soon be bankrupt, Tom
+Swift, if you don't slow down!"</p>
+
+<p>"What do you mean, my flexible
+glass is gone? Why, I've had an
+application on file in the Patent
+Office for several months."</p>
+
+<p>"Well, for Pete's sake, why didn't
+you tell me? Here I've been worrying
+my head off for nothing!"</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus202.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> "You'll Be Bankrupt!" Warned Ned</p>
+
+<p>"Sorry, old man. But you know
+I've had a lot on my mind. However,
+we must get back the papers,
+for the thief can make things pretty
+uncomfortable if he chooses to."</p>
+
+<p>As Tom had found out, X would
+be useful only in an absolutely pure
+state. To refine it to the proper degree
+was a painfully slow process,
+taking in this case a full six weeks.
+While his chemists labored away
+under the young inventor's supervision,
+everything else had been
+made ready. At last the new element
+was prepared. The tons of
+yellow powder were dumped into
+the heated furnace.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus203.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> His Chemists Worked Away</p>
+
+<p>Three days later the stuff had
+cooled sufficiently for an inspection
+to be made. A traveling crane
+slowly hoisted the massive iron lid
+of the electric furnace. Tom
+climbed a ladder and peered down.</p>
+
+<p>"It's perfect!" he shouted a moment
+later. Mr. Damon and Barton
+Swift were standing anxiously
+with Ned and the workmen to hear
+the verdict. At the young inventor's
+words the group gave a cheer.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus204.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> Tom Peered Down at the Disk</p>
+
+<p>"Bless my stars and planets!"
+cried Mr. Damon, capering about
+like a boy. "I can hardly wait till
+you have your big glass set up!"</p>
+
+<p>"It won't be long now," promised
+Tom, much pleased himself.</p>
+
+<p>While the giant disk was being
+given a final electrical treatment,
+the youthful inventor was called to
+the police station. The fugitive
+crook, Hammer, had finally been
+nabbed, still with the formula for
+the bendable glass in his possession.
+Tom was glad to get this
+back, even though patent proceedings
+were under way, for anyone
+holding the papers could have instituted
+a costly legal contest.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus205.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> Hammer Had Been Nabbed</p>
+
+<p>At last the time arrived when
+the great disk was wrapped in
+hundreds of bales of cotton, suspended
+on racks and loaded onto
+the great truck. Tom insisted upon
+riding with his precious creation.
+The rest of his party, including
+his father, Ned Newton, Mr.
+Damon, Professor Standish, Koku
+and Rad, traveled by train to the
+foot of the mountain.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus206.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> The Disk Was Loaded on the Truck</p>
+
+<p>"Massa Tom gonna look about
+six scrillion miles froo space," confided
+Eradicate Sampson to Koku.
+The old Negro leaned heavily upon
+the massive arm of his huge companion.
+"He see wonderful things!"</p>
+
+<p>"He sure make big medicine!"
+declared the giant, for once agreeing
+with his old rival. He had only
+the vaguest idea about what his
+master was attempting.</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus207.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> Koku and Rad Went Along</p>
+
+<p>When the entire group assembled
+on top the mountain there was
+a sudden hush. The sun had set in
+a fiery glow that presaged a clear
+night, and now darkness overtook
+the expectant onlookers.</p>
+
+<p>At last Tom stepped to the giant
+telescope and adjusted it upon the
+planet Mars. He electrified the immense
+disk, which glowed, then
+could not be seen at all.</p>
+
+<p>Looking through the eyepiece,
+the young inventor stood as though
+transfixed. One minute! Two!</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus208.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> Tom Stepped to the Telescope</p>
+
+<p>"Tom! How does it work?" asked
+Ned finally, unable to restrain
+himself any longer.</p>
+
+<p>"Look for yourself!" cried Tom,
+turning from the instrument. His
+face wore an expression of awe.</p>
+
+<p>Ned quickly took his place.</p>
+
+<p>"Marvelous!" he exclaimed.</p>
+
+<p>Before his eyes were revealed a
+great city, nearly seventy-five million
+miles distant!</p>
+
+<p>Peculiar people surged along the
+avenues, weird aircraft thronged
+the upper atmosphere, and gigantic
+buildings and palaces dotted the
+place. All on far-distant Mars!</p>
+
+<p class="center">
+<img src="images/illus209.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption'> He Saw a Gigantic City</p>
+
+<p>As each one in Tom's party saw
+the wonderful sight, he in turn congratulated
+the youthful inventor
+in his own way. Ned grasped his
+chum's hand but could say nothing.
+Mr. Damon blessed the distant
+stars. Koku and Rad fell upon
+their knees. Into the eyes of Barton
+Swift came tears as he said:</p>
+
+<p>"Tom, my son, you have performed
+the greatest miracle of the
+Age!"</p>
+
+<p class="center" >
+<img src="images/illus210.jpg" alt="illustration"  />
+</p>
+<p class='caption' style="margin-bottom: 10em;" > "You Have Performed a Miracle!"</p>
+
+
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+
+<p>JANE ARDEN and the Vanished Princess</p>
+
+<p>MYRA NORTH, Special Nurse, and Foreign
+Spies</p>
+
+<p>Little ORPHAN ANNIE and the Mysterious
+Shoemaker</p>
+
+<p>TARZAN'S Revenge (Edgar Rice Burroughs)</p>
+
+<p>KAY DARCY and the Mystery Hideout</p>
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+<p>Blaze Brandon With the FOREIGN LEGION</p>
+
+<p>Little ANNIE ROONEY on the Highway to
+Adventure</p>
+
+<p>MARY LEE and the Indian Bead Mystery</p>
+
+<p>WASH TUBBS and Capt. Easy Hunting for
+Whales</p>
+
+<p>JACK ARMSTRONG, All-American Boy, and
+the Ivory Treasure</p>
+
+<p>BRICK BRADFORD Fighting Brocco the Modern
+Buccaneer</p></div>
+
+
+
+
+
+
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