THE BOY AVIATORS IN AFRICA

OR

AN AERIAL IVORY TRAIL

By Captain Wilbur Lawton





CHAPTER I

A REUNION


"Here, Harry, catch hold."

"Ouch--I dropped that cartridge box on my pet corn."

"Say, you fellows, are we going to Africa or are we on a Coney
Island picnic?"

"Be serious now, Billy Barnes, you may be all right as a reporter,
but as a shipping clerk you're no more good than a cold storage
egg."

"Well, I'm doing the best I can," was the indignant reply,
"here--I've got it all down: Box 10-- One waterproof tent, one