All were in good shape.
As they were coming out of the shed they were hailed by no less a
personage than Mayor Hanks.
"Well," said he, "are you going to fly?"
"We think of doing so," said Roy, hesitating a little. He wanted to
speak of the conduct of Lish Kelly, but on second thought he decided not
to; the man might merely have had a fit of bad temper on him. His
threats might have been only empty ones.
"If you're going to fly I have got some entry blanks with me," said the
mayor. "I wish you'd sign 'em."
He drew out a bunch of blue papers with blanks for describing the name
of the machine, its power, driver and other details.
This decided the boys.
"All right, we'll enter all our machines," said Roy; "let us go into the
writing room and we'll sign the entry blanks."
"Good for you," cried the mayor delightedly; "you'll be a big drawing
card, especially the young ladies. I never heard of gals flyin',
although, come to think of it, why shouldn't they?"
In the writing room they concluded the business. When it was done all
the machines had been entered in every contest, including an altitude
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