Tom Swift and his Airline Express: From Ocean to Ocean by Daylight

"Ours is sure a great plant!" murmured Tom Swift to himself, with justifiable pride. "It would be a credit to anybody. No wonder dad loves it, and so do I. Yes, it sure is a great plant! We've had our troublesour ups and downsand our enemies have tried their hardest to wipe it out." Darkness was slowly gathering over the landscape, shrouding in velvety black the trees which were faintly stirring in the summer breeze. Tom, following an old-time cowpath across the green meadow on his way home from town, topped a little rise and caught a glimpse of the high board fence surrounding the Swift Construction Company's plant which he and his father had built up after many years of hard work. Tom paused for a moment to trace, in the fast-gathering shadows of the night, the outlines of the various buildingsthe foundry, the wood-working mill, the electrical shop, the hangars where many types of aircraft were housed. From some of the tall chimneys faint clouds of smoke arose, for certain of the industries carried on by the Swift Construction Company required that furnaces be kept going day and night. "A great planta wonderful plant!" mused Tom. It gave him a certain sense of pleasure to dwell thus in introspection on the accomplishments of his father and himself. And it buoyed him up for the work in prospectfor Tom Swift had a great plan in mind, a plan so great and daring that, as yet, he had said but little of it even to his father or to Ned Newton, his old chum who was now an officer of the concern. "But it can be done! I know it can be done!" declared Tom. "And I'm going to do it! I'm going to" In his mental energy he had unconsciously spoken the last words in a low voice, but the sight of something just ahead of him in the gathering darkness caused him to break off abruptly and halt suddenly. Concentrating his gaze, Tom Swift looked eagerly at a clump of bushes.

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