She's not so speedy, but very steady; and then I have a model of a Bleriot.

I'm willing to enter either of them or both." "And I've got a model of an Antoinette, and one of a design of my own.
I don't know just how well it will work," concluded Frank modestly, "but I have great hopes of carrying off that prize." "Let's see who else there is," pondered Hiram.
"There's Tom Maloney.

He'll go in, I know; and Ed Rivers and two or three others, and then, by the way, I almost forgot it, I met Sam Redding, Jack Curtiss and Bill Bender, reading a notice of the competition, just before I came up.

Of course, as there is a chance of winning fifty dollars, Jack is going to enter one, and Bill Bender said he would put one in, too." "What do they know about aeroplanes ?" demanded Paul.
"Not a whole lot, I guess; but Jack said he was going to get a book that tells how to make one, and Bill said he'd do the same." "How about Sam ?" inquired Rob.
"Oh, I guess he's got troubles enough with his hydroplane," responded Rob, whose father had told him at dinner that day of Sam's vain visit to the bank.
"It would be just like those fellows to put up something crooked on us," remarked Paul, who had had much the same experiences with the bully and his chums as his schoolmates generally.
"Oh, there'll be no chance of that," Frank assured him.

"A local committee of business men is to be appointed to see fair play, and I don't fancy that even Jack or Bill will be slick enough to get away with any crooked work." "How long have we got to get ready ?" asked Hiram suddenly.
"Just a week." "Wow! that isn't much time." "No; my father told me that Professor Charlton, whom he knows, would have given a longer time for preparation but that he has to attend a flying meet in Europe, and only decided to lecture at his native town at the last moment.