THE OIL SHOT A HUNDRED FEET INTO THE AIR IN A HUGE BLACK GEYSER.
CONTENTS
| CHAPTER | PAGE | |
| I | The Falling Airplane | [1] |
| II | Almost a Tragedy | [11] |
| III | An Attractive Offer | [21] |
| IV | Reckless Driving | [30] |
| V | A Close Shave | [39] |
| VI | Suspicious Circumstances | [49] |
| VII | Trouble Brewing | [60] |
| VIII | Through the Window | [71] |
| IX | The Midnight Prowler | [80] |
| X | Caught in the Act | [88] |
| XI | A Rascal Foiled | [95] |
| XII | The New Drill | [102] |
| XIII | A Night of Triumph | [108] |
| XIV | Kicked for a Goal | [114] |
| XV | Off for the Oil Fields | [121] |
| XVI | On the Trail of Fortune | [129] |
| XVII | Closing the Deal | [136] |
| XVIII | A Test of Courage | [146] |
| XIX | On the Verge | [153] |
| XX | Capping the Gusher | [164] |
| XXI | The Inquisitive Stranger | [171] |
| XXII | Rad Turns Up | [177] |
| XXIII | A Dastardly Plot | [184] |
| XXIV | Fighting the Fire | [193] |
| XXV | Victory | [201] |
TOM SWIFT AND HIS GREAT
OIL GUSHER
CHAPTER I
THE FALLING AIRPLANE
“A grand day for a spin in the air, Ned,” remarked Tom Swift, as he stretched his arms and looked through the window of his office. “What do you say? Come along and let the wind blow some of the cobwebs out of your brain.”
“Get thee behind me, Satan,” replied Ned Newton, the young financial manager of the Swift Construction Company. “I’ve got a heap of work yet to do in checking up this last monthly statement.”