The non-stop stowaway

SUPPER was over. The man and the boy, although they had finished, seemed in no hurry to clear the table. Darkness had come, and through the windows of their little houseboat twi...

IN the morning, as Kiwi and the two men rowed away from the little houseboat, clouds hung low over the bay, the wind whipped up tiny whitecaps, and in the bow of the boat where...

THEY awoke the next morning to find that their adventure of the day before had made them famous. The newspapers all told of the fight for life over the flying fields of Long Isl...

KIWI awoke with a dread feeling that something was wrong. It was daybreak—light was just beginning to come in the window. Then he remembered that Dad and Jack had not come back...

THE christening was over, and the publicity that it brought had added interest to their flight. In the days before the christening they had scarcely ever been bothered by crowds...

As the Skipper very carefully opened the throttle, the engine took hold and the plane gathered headway. The soggy condition of the field after the rain seemed to hold them back....

WITHOUT a word the Skipper touched Jack on the arm. He looked up, and the Skipper pointed to their trouble. As Jack took off his earphones, he mechanically sent out “Stand by.”

The clouds beneath them remained unchanged. Kiwi looked straight down and watched them as they drifted by until he became almost giddy. He called Jack’s attention to the shadow...

AS the plane rolled to a stop, both Jack and the Skipper found their tongues. What was the meaning of this performance? Why were they forced down? Where had they landed? Certain...

Armbruster helped Kiwi into the front seat, and then they discovered that his legs were too short to reach the rudderbar. A shout was sent up for more cushions. When two of them...