The Boy Scouts at the Panama-Pacific Exposition Part 3

When Andy recklessly said this Hiram turned and looked reproachfully at him, and then with his accustomed drawl remarked:

"Everything we tackle in this world is a chance and a hazard, don't you know, Andy Bowles? And if inventors, people who have the big brains, and get up all the wonderful labor-saving devices you read about, didn't choose to accept risks, why whatever would become of all you ordinary folks, tell me?"

Andy shook his head.

"Give it up, Hiram," he said blankly. "But please go right along and tell us what you've been and gone and done now. Never mind me. My bark is a whole lot worse than my bite, anyhow."

"That's so," Hiram a.s.sured him cheerfully. "Well, you guessed right in one way, Andy, for I have secured the advance notice that a patent is pending on a clever invention of mine, which is as good as saying it's secured. But that's only the beginning, the foundation, or, as you might say, the advance agent of prosperity. The best is yet to come."

"You're exciting us a heap, Hiram, I admit," muttered Andy, "but I hope it isn't all going to turn out a big smoke. There's some fire back of this talk, isn't there?"

"Wait!" the other told him grimly. "Get ready to soak in this information, boys. The invention for which I have applied for patent rights is, as p'raps you've already guessed, in connection with airs.h.i.+ps!"

He waited at that point, as if expecting some expression of surprise and wonder; so not to disappoint him, and in hopes of hurrying matters along a little faster, the accommodating Andy gave vent to the one expressive word:

"Gee!"

"Yes, I've been tackling one of the hardest propositions we inventors have ever run up against," continued Hiram pompously, "and to tell you the truth it was only through a happy chance that in the end I stumbled on the key that unlocked the secret. You may know that one of the obstacles to making aeroplanes popular among the ma.s.ses has been the danger attending these air flights. Even the most experienced pilots are subject to risks that they pretend to make light of. You understand all that, Rob, of course?"

"Yes, I know they are delicate affairs at best when used for sailing a mile above the earth," admitted the patrol leader; "and that a sudden gust of wind, if it takes the voyager unawares, is apt to bring about disaster."

"That's just it," said Hiram triumphantly. "Rob, I've discovered a way to prevent all these accidents, and made an aeroplane as safe for a novice to run as it would be for an experienced pilot with a license."

"If you have done that, Hiram, you've got a feather in your cap!" Rob told him. "Some of the biggest inventors have been lying awake nights trying to fix things that way, so as to take away most of the terrible risk of flying; but so far it doesn't seem they've met with much success."

"Wait till they hear from Hiram Nelson, that's all," declared the happy scout, as he smote himself on the chest in rather a vainglorious fas.h.i.+on, which, however, the other two boys hardly noticed, for they knew Hiram's fondness of boasting, as he had always been afflicted in that way.

"Tell us the rest, Hi," said Andy, just as if it bored him to hear so much about the "preliminaries," when as the inventor proclaimed the best was yet to come.

"All right," said Hiram promptly. "Now you know what the scheme is I can go on and get deeper into my yarn."

"Wish you would," muttered Andy, pretending to stifle a yawn back of his hand, but that was only done in order to hurry the long-winded talker.

"I call my wonderful invention a stabilizer, because that's the use it's really intended for," continued Hiram, as though wis.h.i.+ng to fully impress that fact upon their minds. "To tell the truth, I've had the legal doc.u.ments showing that a patent had been applied for, quite some time now, though for reasons of my own I kept it all a dead secret from everybody. Mebbe yeou fellers may have noticed that I've been looking kinder mysterious the last month or two? Well, guess with such a tre_men_jous secret on your mind either of you'd a been equally absent minded. But that is past now, and I've accomplished my aim."

"Good!" Andy burst out with. "Let go your bowstring then and shoot, for goodness sake, Hiram."

"Well, of course I had it all laid out," continued the other composedly, as if it was beneath him to pay any attention to these pins that Andy was sticking into him, "and my first thought was to get in communication with some enterprising big corporation that manufactured aeroplanes for the market. All inventors have to sell their first few patents, you know, so's to get money enough to push other ideas; and if I could pick up a few thousand that way, why I'd have to let my stabilizer go."

"Then you've been corresponding with such a company, have you?" asked Rob, knowing that he could tempt the other to hurry his story in this way, just as a witness in court is drawn on by a clever lawyer's questions.

"Oh! several of them, in fact," admitted Hiram, as if that were only a minor matter, after all, "but in the end I found that a certain concern meant strictly business, and consequently I dropped all the rest."

"Have they actually made you a definite offer for your valuable invention?" asked Rob, taking considerable more interest in the matter, now that Hiram's undoubted though erratic genius seemed to be steadying down with some tangible results.

"Pretty much that way, I should call it," remarked the inventor, trying hard to appear natural, though trembling all over with excitement. "They went so far as to enclose a check big enough to cover all expenses of myself and a companion-for I was smart enough to say I'd insist on having company for advice along with me-to run out to their main works, and talk the matter over with a view to disposing of my patent rights to the device."

At that Andy's face lost the look of sneering incredulity that had been a marked feature of his listening to all this talk.

"Whew! is that a fact, Hiram?" he exclaimed. "Shake hands on it, will you? Didn't we always say that some fine day you'd be famous, and make the Eagles proud to reckon you as a member? A real check, and not on a sand bank, you mean?"

"Well, I went right away to Rob's father's bank and saw the president. He said the check was O. K. and that I could get the hard cash any time I wanted it. Why, he even called it a certified bank draft, which meant the money had been set aside in the San Francis...o...b..nk for that purpose, deducted from the account of the Golden Gate Aeroplane Manufacturing Company."

"What?" almost shrieked Andy Bowles, "say that again, will you, Hiram?

Must be my mind's so filled with that Golden Gate business I just _thought_ I heard you mention something like that. Repeat it, please, Hiram!"

"Why, the check came from a San Francis...o...b..nk, because you see the company is a substantial concern in California. They make some of the most famous aeroplanes on the market. If they adopt my stabilizer it's going to be heard of all over the world. And to think what a magnificent chance we've got to run out there and take in the great Panama-Pacific Exposition at the same time, Rob! It's enough to make you think you're dreaming, eh?"

"Why do you mention _me_ in the game, Hiram?" demanded the patrol leader, with a smile on his face, and a knowing wink in the direction of Andy Bowles.

"Because, don't you see, Rob, I knew I didn't have a business head on me, and might get cheated out of my boots if I ran up against a smart lot of manufacturers; and so I was wise enough to insist that I be allowed to fetch along a companion. They never put up a single kick against the expense of the double bill, Rob; but the check covered railroad fare, sleeper, meals, and hotel bills while there a week, as well as the return trip to boot. That means they fancy my invention is going to be a big thing for their house. And, Rob, don't you see, I had you in mind all the while when I wrote about fetching a companion. I want you the worst kind to accept my invitation and go to the Fair at my expense. Tell me you will, Rob!"

CHAPTER V.

HEADED WEST.

When he made this alluring offer Hiram Nelson was astonished to see Rob turn toward Andy, and that the pair of them actually laughed. Quite indignant at such a showing of skepticism, Hiram hastened to say:

"Don't believe a word of what I'm saying, p'raps now? Well, seeing that your dad reckoned this little paper was worth every cent it called for, suppose you take a squint at the same, Rob. You, too, Andy, and then you'll laugh on the other side of your mouth, I shouldn't wonder."

He flourished the bank draft in front of their eyes, so that both scouts could see the amount it called for in cash, and that it bore all the marks of being genuine.

"Oh! neither of us is doubting anything you say, Hiram," explained Andy effusively. "The only thing is that Rob here can't accept your generous offer, that's all."

"Can't accept?" gasped the other, looking terribly disappointed. "Why not, I'd like to know; and me countin' on having him along to advise me, and keep me from being caught napping, or robbed of my valuable papers on the road."

"I'll tell you why he isn't able to take the trip to California at your expense, Hiram," said Andy solemnly. "It's because he's already pledged himself to go with someone else. Fact is, Hiram, I'm the one who holds Rob's word."

"You-agoin' to California, Andy Bowles?" exclaimed the astonished Hiram; and his incredulous manner told that he doubted the truth of the a.s.sertion, for where could the son of the liveryman of Hampton get all the money to cover the double expense of such a lengthy trip; certainly not through any invention _his_ brain had ever conceived; and no boy could ever hope to save enough out of his spending money for that.

"Yes, we've just made all arrangements for a month at the Exposition,"

said the Bowles boy; "that is, we have to run over to Judge Collins'

place again after supper to-night, and complete the details. We expect to pull out day after to-morrow, and take a through limited train for New Orleans first, then across the plains of Texas, and the deserts of New Mexico and Arizona to Los Angeles."

Hiram sat there as though changed into stone. He hardly knew whether Andy was trying to hoodwink him or not; for the other had something of a reputation as a joker.

Rob took pity on the poor fellow.

"It's just as Andy says, Hiram," he observed seriously. "We've had a wonderful experience when out on the bay. A fire happened aboard old Captain Jerry's _Sea Gull_ on account of a pa.s.senger dropping a lighted match, so that it caused something of an explosion. The two men, somewhat scorched, tumbled overboard. We were close at hand, and by using that fire-extinguis.h.i.+ng torch of mine managed to put out the flames before they'd done much damage. We also hauled Captain Jerry and his pa.s.senger aboard."

"Well, of all things!" gasped Hiram. "If it don't take you to do wonders, Rob Blake. Go on and tell me the rest, please. My yarn isn't in the same cla.s.s with yours, it strikes me."

Rob quickly put him in possession of the facts that followed fast on the heels of the rescue, and their reaching the Castle of Judge Collins.

Hiram continued to shake his head, and draw in long breaths as though almost overcome with astonishment.