ANDY FOGER’S TRIPLANE
“Going to look for a valley
of gold, eh?” remarked Ned Newton as he and
Tom took seats in a little room, fitted up like a den,
where the young inventor frequently worked out the
details of the problems that confronted him.
“Where is this valley, Tom? Anywhere so
I could have a chance at it?”
“It’s up in Alaska.
Just where I don’t know, but Abe Abercrombie,
the old miner whom we met when out in Colorado this
summer, says he can find it if we circle around in
the airship. So I’m going to take a chance.
I’ll tell you all about it.”
And, while Tom is doing this, I will
take the opportunity to more formally introduce to
my new readers our hero and his friends.
Tom Swift was an inventor of no little
note, in spite of his youth. He lived with his
father, Barton Swift, who was also an inventor, on
the outskirts of the village of Shopton, New York State.
Tom’s mother was dead, and Mrs. Baggert had
kept house for him and his father since he was a child.
Garret Jackson, an expert machinist, was also a member
of the household, and as has been explained, Eradicate
Sampson, who took that name because, as he said he
“eradicate de dirt,” was also a sort of
retainer. He lived in a little house on the Swift
grounds, and did odd jobs about the place.
In the first book of the series, entitled
“Tom Swift and His Motor Cycle,” there
was related how the lad became possessed of one of
those speedy machines, after Mr. Wakefield Damon had
come to grief on it. Mr. Damon was an eccentric
man, who was always blessing himself, some part of
his anatomy, or some of his possessions.
After many adventures on his motor-cycle,
Tom Swift went through some surprising happenings
with a motor-boat be bought. After that he built
an airship, the red Cloud, and later he and
his father constructed a submarine, in which they
went under the ocean in search of sunken treasure,
enduring many perils and much danger.
Tom Swift’s electric runabout,
which he built after returning home from the submarine
trip, proved to be the speediest car on the road.
The experience he acquired in making this machine stood
him in good stead, when (as told in the sixth volume,
“Tom Swift and His Wireless Message”)
the airship in which he, Mr. Damon and a friend of
the latter’s (who had built the craft) were wrecked
on Earthquake Island. There Tom was marooned
with some refugees from a wrecked steam yacht, among
whom were Mr. and Mrs. Nestor, father of a girl of
whom Tom thought a great deal.
With parts from the wrecked electric
airship the youth rigged up a plant, and sent wireless
messages from the island. The castaways nearly
lost their lives in the earthquake shocks, but a steamer,
summoned by Tom’s wireless call, arrived in time
to save them, just as the island disappeared beneath
the sea.
In the seventh book of the series,
entitled “Tom Swift Among the Diamond Makers”
there was related the adventures of himself and his
friends when they tried to solve the mystery of Phantom
Mountain.
Among the castaways of Earthquake
Island was a Mr. Barcoe Jenks and a Professor Ralph
Parker. Mr. Jenks was a strange man, and claimed
to have some valuable diamonds, which he said were
made by a gang of men hidden in a cave in the Rocky
Mountains. Tom did not believe that the diamonds
were real, but Mr. Jenks soon proved that they were.
He asked Tom to aid him in searching
for the cave of the diamond makers. Mr. Jenks
had been there once—in fact, he had been
offered a partnership in the diamond-making business,
but, after he had paid his money, he had been drugged,
and carried secretly from the cave before he had a
chance to note its location.
But he, together with Tom, Mr. Damon
and the scientist Mr. Parker, who correctly predicted
the destruction of Earthquake Island, set out in the
red Cloud to find the diamond makers.
They did find them, after many hardships, and were
captured by the gang. How Tom and his friends
escaped from the cave, after they had seen diamonds
made by a powerful lightning flash, and how they nearly
lost their lives from the destruction of Phantom Mountain,
is fully set down in the book.
Sufficient to say now, that, though
they had a general idea of how the precious stones
were made, by the power of the lightning, the young
inventor and his friends were never quite able to accomplish
it, and the secret remained a secret. But they
had secured some diamonds as they rushed from the
cave (Mr. Damon grabbing them up) and these were divided
among Tom and the others.
Just as they were ready to come home
in the airship, our friends were met by an old miner,
Abe Abercrombie, who spoke of a valley of gold in
Alaska, which was the story Tom related to Ned Newton,
as the two chums sat in the den of the airship shed.
“Then you don’t know all
the details about the gold valley, Tom?” remarked
Ned, as the young inventor showed his chum the letter
that had just arrived.
“No, not all of them. At
the time this miner met us I was anxious to get back
East, for we had been away so long I knew dad would
be worried. But I listened to part of Abe’s
story, and half promised to go in partnership in this
quest for gold. He was to furnish information
about the hidden valley, and I was to supply the airship.
I expect Abe to come along at any time, now, and then
I’ll hear more particulars.”
“Will you go all the way in the airship?”
“Well, I hadn’t thought
of that. I could ship it to the nearest place
by rail, I suppose, and go on from there. That’s
a detail to be considered later. I’ll talk
it over with Abe.”
“Who are going?”
“I don’t know that even.
I suppose Mr. Damon would feel slighted if I left
him out. And perhaps Mr. Parker, that gloomy scientist,
who is always predicting terrible accidents, will
be glad to go along. Then Abe may have some friend
he wants to take.”
“By Jinks! But you certainly
do have swell times, Tom Swift!” exclaimed Ned
Newton, enviously. “I wish I could go and
have a try at that valley of gold!”
“Why don’t you come along, Ned?”
“Do you really mean it?”
“Of course.”
“But I don’t believe I could get away
from the bank.”
“Oh, dad and Mr. Damon could
fix that. They’re directors, you know.
Come along, I’d be delighted to have you.
Will you?”
“I’ll think about it.
Jinks! But I sure would like to go. Do you
think you can find the valley?”
“Well, there’s no telling.
We generally do succeed in finding what we go after,
even if we didn’t get the diamond secret.
I’m anxious to have Abe come, now, though until
I got his letter I had almost forgotten about my promise
to him. But, say, what’s this you told me
about Andy Foger making an airship?”
“It’s true, though I haven’t
seen it. Jake Porter was telling me about it.
Andy’s built a big shed in his yard, and he and
some cronies of his, including Pete Bailey and Sam
Snedecker, are working in there night and day.
They’ve hired a couple of machinists, too.
Mr. Foger is putting up the cash, I guess. Say,
that was quite a scare you gave Andy on your monoplane,
one day.”
“Yes, the big bully! and I’d
like to scare him worse. But say, do you know
I’d like to get a look at his airship. I
wonder what sort of a craft it is?”
“We can see it easily enough.”
“How?”
“Why, the back part of the shed
where he and the others are working is close to our
fence. There are some holes in our fence and if
you come there, maybe you can look in.”
“I can’t see through the side of the shed,
though.”
“Yes, you can.”
“How?”
“Why, there’s a big window,
for light, in the back part of it. I happened
to notice it the other day. I didn’t look
in, because I wasn’t much interested, but I
saw that one could peer over the top of our fence
right into the shop where Andy is working. Want
to try it?”
Tom hesitated a moment.
“Well, it seems rather an odd
thing to do,” he said. “But I would
like to see what sort of a flying machine Andy is making,
just for my own satisfaction. He may be infringing
on some of my patents, and if he is, I’ll stop
him. Once or twice he’s been sneaking around
my shed here. I don’t believe in sneaking,
but I know he wouldn’t let me in if I asked
him, so I guess it’s the only way. I’ll
go with you, Ned.”
“All right. We’ll
see if we can get a glimpse of Andy’s queer
shebang through the window.”
The two chums left Tom’s shop,
and were soon in the yard of Ned Newton’s house.
As he had said, the big shed in Andy’s premises
came close up to the fence, and there was a window
through which one might gaze. The casement did
not appear to be curtained.
“I’ll get a ladder so
we can climb up to the top of the fence, and look
over,” spoke Ned, as he and Tom went out into
the yard back of his house. The fence was high
up on an embankment.
A little later Tom and his chum were
gazing into the shop window from the ladder.
“Why, it’s a triplane—a big
triplane!” he exclaimed.
“What’s a triplane?”
asked Ned, who didn’t have much time to study
the different types of airships.
“It’s one that has three
sets of planes, one above the other. A biplane
has two sets of planes, and a monoplane only one.
Triplanes are larger, and, as far as I’ve been
able to learn, not as satisfactory as either the biplanes
or monoplanes. But that’s not saying Andy’s
won’t be a success. They certainly are busy
in there, though! Andy is flying around like
a hen scratching for her little chickens!”
“See anything of his cronies?”
“Yes, Pete and Sam are hammering
away. There are a couple of men, too.”
“Yes, the machinists. Oh,
I guess Andy expects great things from his airship.”
“Have you heard what he’s
going to do with it, Ned? Make flights for pleasure,
or exhibit it?”
“No, I haven’t heard.
Look out, Tom, the ladder is slipping!”
As Ned spoke this warning, the window
of the airship shed, through which they were looking,
was suddenly raised. The ugly face of Andy Foger
peered out. He caught sight of Tom and Ned.
“Get away from there, you spies!”
he yelled. “Get away from there, Tom Swift!
You’re trying to steal some of my ideas!
Get away or I’ll make you. Sam, bring me
my gun! Pete, go tell my father to come here!
I’ll show Ned Newton and Tom Swift they can’t
bother me!”
Andy was dancing about in a rage.
His two cronies crowded behind him to the window just
as the ladder on which Tom and Ned were standing slipped
along the fence.
“Jump, Ned!” yelled Tom
Swift, as he leaped away to escape being entangled
in the rungs.
The young inventor came to the ground
with a jar that shook him up considerably, while Ned,
who had grasped the top board of the fence, remained
hanging there by his hands, his feet dangling in the
air.
“Whack his fingers, Andy!”
yelled Pete Bailey. “Get a long stick and
whack Ned’s fingers! That will make him
drop off!”
Tom Swift heard, and labored desperately
to raise the ladder to enable Ned to get down, for
his chum seemed to be afraid to drop.