Victor Appleton by Tom Swift in the Caves of Ice

Author:Tom Swift in the Caves of Ice
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2011-12-05T19:38:54+00:00

CHAPTER XIV

THE RIVAL AIRSHIP

Well armed, the adventurers again ventured out into the cave. But they need not have been alarmed so soon, for there were no signs of any more Indians.

“I guess that one was a stray Eskimo who took shelter in here from the storm,” said Abe Abercrombie.

“Are we in the neighborhood of the Alaskan Indians and Eskimos?” inquired Ned.

“Yes, there are lots of Indians in this region,” answered the old miner, “but not so many Eskimos. A few come down from th’ north, but we’ll see more of them, an’ fewer of th’ pure-blooded Indians as we get nearer th’ valley of gold. Though t’ my mind th’ Indians an’ Eskimos are pretty much alike.”

“Well, if we don’t have to defend ourselves from an attack of Indians, suppose we look over the airship,” proposed Tom.

“It’s too dark to see very much,” objected Ned. But this was overcome when Tom started up a dynamo, and brought out a portable searchlight which was played upon the superstructure of the RED CLOUD. The gas-bag was the only part of the craft they feared for, as the hailstones could not damage the iron or wooden structure and the planes were made in sections, and in such a manner that rents in them could easily be repaired. So, in fact, could the gas-bag be mended, but it was harder work.

“Well, she’s got some bad tears in her,” announced Tom as the light flashed over the big bag. “Luckily I have plenty of the material, and some cement, so I think we can mend the rents, though it will take some days. Nothing could have been better for us than this cave. We’ll stay here until we’re ready to go on.”

“Unless the Indians drive us out,” said Abe, in a low tone.

“Why, do you think there is any danger of that?” inquired Tom.

“Well, th’ brown-skinned beggars aren’t any too friendly,” responded the old miner. “Th’ one that was in here will be sure to tell th’ others of some big spirit that flew into th’ cave, an’ they’ll be crowdin’ around here when th’ storm’s over. It may be we can fight ‘em off, though.”

“Maybe they won’t attack us,” suggested Ned, hopefully. “Perhaps we can make them believe we are spirits, and that it will be unlucky to interfere with us.”

“Perhaps,” admitted Abe, “though my experience has been that these Indians are a bad lot. They haven’t much respect for spirits of any kind, an’ they’ll soon find out we’re human. But then, we’ll wait an’ see what happens.”

“And, in the meantime, have something to eat,” put in Mr. Damon. “Bless my knife and fork! but the hail storm gave me an appetite.”

In fact, there were few things which did not give Mr. Damon an appetite, Tom thought with a smile. But the meal idea was considered very timely, and soon the amateur cook was busy in the galley of the airship, whence speedily came savory odors. The electric lights were switched on, and the adventurers were quickly made comfortable in the cave, which so well sheltered the RED CLOUD.

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