"I don"t suppose, Dashaway," answered the showman, "that you"re open for such a week stunt as exhibiting at some of my county fairs?"
"I am under contract with the Interstate people," replied Dave. "If I get out of a job, Colonel Lyon, I shall be glad to have you consider me."
"I fancy I will," declared the showman with enthusiasm. "I"ll make you a liberal offer, too. You"ve saved the carting away of all that stuff the burglar gathered. It make it up to you some way."
Dave waved the contract in reply.
"I couldn"t have a better feather in my cap than this," he cried gaily. "Many, many, thanks, Colonel Lyon."
"And you"ll find the Interstate biplane just the best in the world,"
added Hiram.
"We"ve kept that chauffeur waiting a long time," observed Dave, as they came out upon the boulevard.
"Oh, he"s used to that," suggested Hiram.
"I"ll give him something extra for his patience," said Dave.
"Yes, the Interstate people can well afford it," commented Hiram.
"Think of it: a ten thousand dollar order! Hurrah!"
CHAPTER VI
ABOARD THE HYDROPLANE
"Dashaway, you"re a wonder."
"Thank you, sir."
"And I"m proud of you," added Mr. Robert King, the winner of the monoplane endurance prize, and the man who had practically adopted Dave into the aviation field.
"I"ve got something to say as to the matter of pride," spoke up old Grimshaw. "A lad who can make the run Dashaway did with the Baby Racer, is a boy to holler about."
"If there"s anything to be proud about," added Dave, "it"s the right good friends I"ve made."
"My friends, too," put in the impetuous Hiram. "I"m getting along famously. Why, I only tipped out of the dummy airship once yesterday."
All hands were in fine high spirits. It was several days after the wild night race Dave and Hiram had made to Kewaukee. Now the entire party were on their way to the borders of the lake, where the new hydroplane made by the Interstate Aviation Company was ready for a trial trip. Grimshaw knew little of hydroplanes, and the Interstate people had sent an expert demonstrator to the spot to teach their young exhibitor the ropes. Dave had been constantly under this man"s tuition.
It was far more easy, he had learned, to acquire a thorough knowledge, of how to run a hydroplane than to operate a monoplane.
It was simpler, and besides that his experience with an airship helped wonderfully.
Dave was winning golden opinions from his employers. The way in which he had dosed the Kewaukee contract had pleased them immensely.
There was another end to the Kewaukee episode that had brought heaps of satisfaction to all of them, especially to Hiram Dobbs.
The Baby Racer had been quickly repaired at Kewaukee, and had made a speedy return trip to Columbus. Somehow the story of how the Interstate people had outwitted the plots of the Star crowd had gotten noised around the meet. Then a cla.s.s journal devoted to aeronautics printed the story.
"Well," Hiram had come to Mr. King"s hangar that morning to say, "the Dawson crowd are simply squelched. I met Jerry Dawson and his father. You ought to see the looks they gave me when I just grinned at them, and said "Contract!" It was like a fellow saying "Baa!" to sheep. Why, those fellows just sneaked away. We"ve beaten them at every angle, Dave, and I reckon they"ll give up their meanness now, and quickly fade away."
"It would be a good thing for honest aeronautics if they would,"
growled old Grimshaw.
"We"ll hasten them with a little help, if they try any more tricks,"
announced Mr. King.
The hydroplane had been run into a boat house after the practice of the day previous, and was all ready for use. It was equipped to carry two or more pa.s.sengers, and was driven by a fifty horse power motor. It had two propellers, and these were controlled by chain transmission.
Old Grimshaw had not much use for hydroplanes, he had told Dave.
His hobby was air machines. However, because his favorite pupil was going to run the machine, he allowed Dave to explain about the hydroplane, and was quite interested.
The machine had a bulkhead fore and aft, with an upward slope in front and a downward slope to the rear.
"It"s safe, comfortable, and quick to rise to control," declared Dave. "See, Mr. Grimshaw, there"s a new wrinkle."
Dave touched a little device attached to the flywheel. The latter was made with teeth to fit into another gear, operated from a shaft.
"What do you call that, now?" asked the old airman.
"A self starter. You see, the shaft runs forward alongside the pilot"s seat. Here"s the handle of it, right at the end of the shaft."
"Looks all right," admitted Grimshaw grudgingly. "Give me the air, though, every time. If you want to be a sailor, why don"t you enlist the navy?"
"How about an air and water combination, Grimshaw?" called Mr. King.
"Well, that is a little better," replied Grimshaw.
"I"m dying to see that new aero-hydroplane Dave"s people are getting out," remarked the ardent Hiram.
"They wrote me it would be completed this week," said Dave.
"And you are going to run it, Dave?"
"I think so, I hope so. They claim great things for it."
"Well, give your hydroplane a spin, Dashaway," suggested Mr. King.
"I want to see how she works, and must get back to the hangars on business."
The Reliance, the new hydroplane of the Interstate people, was twenty feet long and had a fuel gauge and a bilge pump.
Dave got into his seat, and Hiram sat directly beside him. A touch put the machinery in motion.
"There"s a puffy eighteen mile wind, Dashaway," cried out Mr. King.
"Yes, I wouldn"t venture too far from sh.o.r.e," advised Grimshaw, a trifle anxiously.