The noise of the engine caused those in the house to rush out and look at the machine.
"Who is running it, that aviator?" queried Mrs. Rover.
"No, it's Tom," replied her husband.
"Tom!" burst out Anderson Rover. "Impossible! Why he doesn't know enough about it yet."
"He'll be killed!" moaned Mrs. Rover. "Oh, what a daring boy!" And she began to wring her hands in despair.
Over the house flew the biplane, and then made another turn and came back. Then came sudden silence.
"Something is wrong!" cried Anderson Rover. "The engine has stopped working!"
"He's coming down like a bird!" exclaimed Aleck Pop. "Now jess to look at dat!"
As he spoke the biplane glided slowly to the ground, landing near the barn. All rushed to the spot. There sat Tom grinning broadly.
"How was that?" he asked coolly. "Wasn't that a dandy initial flight?"