“Fine!” cried Bruce. “That would suit me down to the ground—to become an airman like you, Mr. Dashaway.”
“You can’t become an airman like Dave,” broke in Hiram, loyally. “There isn’t a man that flies who can come up to him. He’s the champion, and in a class by himself.”
“And that’s the truth,” added Mr. Brackett. “There is only one Dave Dashaway.”
“Then I propose three cheers for him!” cried Bruce.
“Whoop! Hurray! That’s the talk!” burst out Hiram. And then the cheers were given with vigor, and a “tiger” was added.
And here let us say good-bye to Dave Dashaway, Air Champion.
THE END.
Transcriber's Notes
frontispiece - added comma to title to be consistent