stirring experiences that had fallen to him when on those
voyages. "I'm going to work around home, Rad, and I'll need your
help."

"Anyt'ing yo' wants, Massa Tom! Anyt'ing yo' wants!" offered
the now delighted Rad, and he went to bed much happier.

"Well, to resume where we left off," began Ned, when he and Tom
were once more by themselves, "what's the game?"

"Oh, I don't know that it's much of a game," was the answer.
"But I just have an idea that a big fire in a towering building
can be fought from above with chemicals, as well as from the
ground with streams of water.

"Well, I guess it could be," Ned agreed. "But how are you going
to get your chemicals in at the top? Shoot 'em up through a hose?
If you do that you'll need a special kind of hose, for the
chemicals will rot anything like rubber or canvas."

"I wasn't thinking of a hose," returned Tom. "What then?" asked
the young financial manager.

"An airship!" Tom exclaimed with such sudden energy that Ned
started. "It just came to me!" explained the youthful inventor.
"I was wondering how we could get the chemicals in from the top,
and an airship is the solution. I can sail over the burning
building and drop the chemicals down. That will douse the blaze
if my plans go right."