the levers constantly, to keep anything like an even "keel."
"Can you keep to the course?" questioned Tom, after about half the distance to the seminary had been covered.
"I don't know—it depends on the wind," Dick replied. "I may go around to the westward—it seems to be better sailing that way."
In the end they had to make a wide detour, and Dick was wondering how he was going to turn in the direction of Hope Seminary, when the wind suddenly died down. This was his chance, and on the instant he headed directly for the seminary.
"There it is!" cried Sam, presently. "I see the buildings!"
"There is the campus!" added Tom, a minute later. "And there are the girls, waving banners at us!"
"I see them!" answered Dick, and then he shut off the engine, and silently and with the grace of a big, white swan, the Dartaway volplaned to the earth.
