I will not go into details of the long trip to Switzerland, where, amid the mountains of that country, Tom hoped to get the view he wanted.
Sufficient to say that the airship made good time after leaving India. Sometimes Tom sent the craft low down, in order to get views, and again, it would be above the clouds.
"Well, another day will bring us there," said Tem one evening, as he was loading the camera with a fresh roll of films. "Then we'll have to be on the lookout for an avalanche."
"Yes, we're making pretty good time," remarked Ned, as he looked at the speed gage. "I didn't know you had the motor working so fast, Tom."
"I haven't," was the young inventor's answer, as he looked up in surprise. "Why, we are going quite fast! It's the wind, Ned. It's right with us, and it's carrying us along."
Tom arose and went to the anemometer, or wind-registering instrument. He gave a low whistle, half of alarm.
"Fifty miles an hour she's blowing now," he said. "It came on suddenly, too, for a little while ago it was only ten."
"Is there any danger?" asked Mr. Nestor, for he was not very familiar with airship perils.
"Well, we've been in big blows before, and we
