utter strangers to him but whose names were in the telephone directory.
"Airship, eh?" queried one farmer, a man named Peter Marley. "Well, we sure did see an airship, fer it came nigh onto rippin' off the roof o' the barn. Ef I had the feller here as was runin' it I'd give him a dose o' buckshot! He nigh scart my wife into a fit, he did!"
"Which way did the airship go, Mr. Marley?"
"Went right over into Rocker's Woods, over where the old saw mill used to be."
"Did the airship come down, do you think?"
"I guess so—leas'wise she looks like she was goin' to come down. But who was the crazy loon as was runnin' her?"
"Nobody was running the craft—she ran away on her own hook."
"By gum! Ye don't tell me! No wonder she acted so blamed crazy like! Any reward fer her?" And the farmer's voice betrayed a sudden interest.
"I don't know—I'll find out," answered Sam, and then consulted hastily with his brothers.
"Tell him the biplane is ours and if he will help locate it and get it to a safe place we will pay him well for his services," said Dick.
"When can we go to Rayville?"
"First thing in the morning. There's a good
