come to you for help in this matter. I want
you to aid me in organizing an expedition to go
to Honduras after the idol of gold. Will you?"

"I'll help you, of course," said Tom. "You
may use any of my inventions you choose--my
airships, my motor boats and submarines, even
my giant cannon if you think you can take it
with you. And as for the money part, Ned will
arrange that for you. But as for going with you
myself, it is out of the question. I can't. No
Honduras for me!"



CHAPTER IX

FENIMORE BEECHER


Had Tom Swift's giant cannon been discharged
somewhere in the vicinity of his home it could
have caused but little more astonishment to
Mr. Damon and Professor Bumper than did the
simple announcement of the young inventor.
The professor seemed to shrink back in his chair,
collapsing like an automobile tire when the air
is let out. As for Mr. Damon he jumped up and
cried: