"Wait until I get hold of that Andy Foger!" he cried. "I"ll make him sweat for this! I see he"s already laid claim to the reward," he added, reading further along in the article. "He thinks he has put the police on our trail."
"So he seems to have done," added Tom. "The whole country has been notified to look out for us," the paper says. "We"re likely to be fired upon whenever we pa.s.s over a city or a town."
"Then we"ll have to avoid them," declared the balloonist.
"But we must go back," declared Tom.
"Of course. Back to be vindicated. We"ll have to give up our trip. My, my! But this is a surprise!"
"I don"t see what makes Andy say he saw me with burglar tools,"
commented Tom, with a puzzled air.
Mr. Sharp thought for a moment. Then he exclaimed "It was that bag of tools I sent you after--the long wrenches, the pliers, and the brace and bits. You--"
"Of course!" cried Tom. "I remember now. The bag dropped and opened, and Andy and Sam saw the tools. But the idea of taking them for burglar tools!"
"Well, I suppose the burglars, whoever they were, did use tools similar to those to break open the vault," put in Mr. Damon. "Andy probably thought he was a smart lad to put the police on our track."
"I"ll put him on the track, when I return," declared Mr. Sharp. "Well, now, what"s to be done?"
"We"ve got to have food," suggested Tom.
"Yes, but I think we can manage that. I"ve been looking over the ship, as best I could in the dark. It seems to be all right. We can start early in the morning without anyone around here knowing we paid their town a visit. You and Mr. Damon go back to town, Tom, and order some stuff. Have the man leave it by the roadside early to-morrow morning.
Tell him it"s for some travelers, who will stop and pick it up. Pay him well, and tell him to keep quiet, as it"s for a racing party. That"s true enough. We"re going to race home to vindicate our reputations. I think that will be all right."
"The man may get suspicious," said Mr. Damon.
"I hope not," answered the balloonist. "We"ve got to take a chance, anyhow."
The plan worked well, however, the store keeper promising to have the supplies on hand at the time and place mentioned. He winked as Tom asked him to keep quiet about it.
"Oh, I know yo" automobile fellers," he said with a laugh. "You want to get some grub on the fly, so you won"t have to stop, an" can beat th"
other fellow. I know you, fer I see them automobile goggles stickin"
out of your pocket."
Tom and Mr. Damon each had a pair, to use when the wind was strong, but the young inventor had forgotten about his. They now served him a good turn, for they turned the thoughts of the storekeeper into a new channel. The lad let it go at that, and, paying for such things as he and Mr. Damon could not carry, left the store.
The aeronauts pa.s.sed an uneasy night. They raised their ship high in the air, anchoring it by a rope fast to a big tree, and they turned on no lights, for they did not want to betray their position. They descended before it was yet daylight, and a little later hurried to the place where the provisions were left. They found their supplies safely on hand, and, carrying them into the airship, prepared to turn back to Shopton.
As the ship rose high in the air a crowd of negro laborers pa.s.sing through a distant field, saw it. At once they raised a commotion, shouting and pointing to the wonderful sight.
"We"re discovered!" cried Tom.
"No matter," answered Mr. Sharp. "We"ll soon be out of sight, and we"ll fly high the rest of this trip."
Tom looked down on the fast disappearing little hamlet, and he thought of the pretty girl in the restaurant.
Chapter 19
Wrecked
With her nose headed north, the Red Cloud swung along through the air.
Those on board were thinking of many things, but chief among them was the unjust accusation that had been made against them, by an irresponsible boy--the red-haired Andy Foger. They read the account in the paper again, seeking to learn from it new things at each perusal.
"It"s just a lot of circ.u.mstantial evidence that"s what it is," said Tom. "I admit it might look suspicious to anyone who didn"t know us, but Andy Foger has certainly done the most mischief by his conclusions.
Burglar tools! The idea!"
"I think I shall sue the bank for damages," declared Mr. Damon. "They have injured my reputation by making this accusation against me.
Anyhow, I"ll certainly never do any more business with them, and I"ll withdraw my ten thousand dollars deposit, as soon as we get back."
"Mr. Sharp doesn"t seem to be accused of doing anything at all,"
remarked Tom, reading the article for perhaps the tenth time.
"Oh, I guess I"m a sort of general all-around bad man, who helped you burglars to escape with the booty," answered the balloonist, with a laugh. "I expect to be arrested along with you two."
"But must we be arrested?" inquired Tom anxiously. "I don"t like that idea at all. We haven"t done anything."
"This is my plan," went on Mr. Sharp. "We"ll get back to Shopton as quickly as we can. We"ll arrive at night, so no one will see us, and, leaving the airship in some secluded spot, we"ll go to the police and explain matters. We can easily prove that we had nothing to do with the robbery. Why we were all home the night it happened! Mr. Swift, Mr.
Jackson and Mrs. Baggert can testify to that."
"Yes," agreed Mr. Damon. "I guess they can. Bless my bank book, but that seems a good plan. We"ll follow it."
Proceeding on the plan which they had decided was the best one, the Red Cloud was sent high into the air. So high up was it that, at times it was above the clouds. Though this caused some little discomfort at first, especially to Mr. Damon, he soon became used to it, as did the others. And it had the advantage of concealing them from the persons below who might be on the lookout.
"For we don"t want to be shot at again," explained Mr. Sharp. "It isn"t altogether healthy, and not very safe. If we keep high up they can"t see us; much less shoot at us. They"ll take us for some big bird. Then, too, we can go faster."
"I suppose there will be another alarm sent out, from those negroes having sighted us," ventured Tom.
"Oh, yes, but those colored fellows were so excited they may describe us as having horns, hoofs and a tail, and their story may not be believed. I"m not worrying about them. My chief concern is to drive the Red Cloud for all she is worth. I want to explain some things back there in Shopton."
As if repenting of the way it had misbehaved over the forest fire, the airship was now swinging along at a rapid rate. Seated in the cabin the travelers would have really enjoyed the return trip had it not been for the accusation hanging over them. The weather was fine and clear, and as they skimmed along, now and then coming out from the clouds, they caught glimpses below them of the earth above which they were traveling. They had a general idea of their location, from knowing the town where the paper had given them such astounding news, and it was easy to calculate their rate of progress.
After running about a hundred miles or so, at high speed Mr. Sharp found it necessary to slow down the motor, as some of the new bearings were heating. Still this gave them no alarm, as they were making good time. They came to a stop that night, and calculated that by the next evening, or two at the latest, they would be back in Shopton. But they did not calculate on an accident.
One of the cylinders on the big motor cracked, as they started up next morning, and for some hours they had to hang in the air, suspended by the gas in the container, while Mr. Sharp and Tom took out the damaged part, and put in a spare one, the cylinders being cast separately. It was dusk when they finished, and too late to start up, so they remained about in the same place until the next day.
Morning dawned with a hot humidness, unusual at that time of the year, but partly accounted for by the fact that they were still within the influence of the southern climate. With a whizz the big propellers were set in motion, and, with Tom at the wheel, the ship being about three miles in the air, to which height it had risen after the repairs were made, the journey was recommenced.
"It"s cooler up here than down below," remarked Tom, as he shifted the wheel and rudder a bit, in response to a gust of wind, that heeled the craft over.
"Yes, I think we"re going to have a storm," remarked Mr. Sharp, eyeing the clouds with a professional air. "We may run ahead of it, or right into it. We"ll go down a bit, toward night, when there"s less danger of being shot."
So far, on their return trip, they had not been low enough, in the day time, to be in any danger from persons who hoped to earn the five thousand dollars reward.