CHAPTER II
SOMETHING ABOUT THE ROVER BOYS
"Oh, Dick, are you hurt?"
The cry came from Tom, as he turned over on the ground and struggled to his feet. He had seen his brother hurled backwards, and he saw that Dick made no move to arise. He had been struck in the head, and blood was flowing from a wound over his left ear.
"Oh, maybe he's killed!" gasped poor Tom, and then, for the moment he forgot all about the flying machine, that was rushing so madly through the air towards the Rover homstead. He hurried to his brother's side, at the same time calling for others to come to his assistance.
To my old readers the lads already mentioned will need no introduction. For the benefit of others let me state that the Rover boys were three in number, Dick being the oldest, fun-loving Tom coming next, and sturdy Sam being the youngest They were the sons of Anderson Rover, a widower, and when at home, as at present, lived with
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