Tom Swift Among The Fire Fighters (消防员中的汤姆斯威夫特)

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TOM SWIFT AMONG THE FIRE FIGHTERS
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TOM SWIFT AMONG
THE FIRE FIGHTERS
(OR Battling with Flames from the Air)
VICTOR APPLETON
TOM SWIFT AMONG THE FIRE FIGHTERS
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CHAPTER I
A BAD PLACE FOR A FIRE
A BAD PLACE FOR A FIREA BAD PLACE FOR A FIRE
A BAD PLACE FOR A FIRE
"IMPOSSIBLE, Ned! It can't be as much as that!"
"Well, you can prove the additions yourself, Tom, on one of the adding
machines. I've been over 'em twice, and get the same result each time.
There are the figures. They say figures don't lie, though it doesn't follow
that the opposite is true, for those who do not stick closely to the truth do,
sometimes, figure. But there you have it; your financial statement for the
year," and Ned Newton, business manager for Tom Swift, the talented
young inventor, shoved a mass of papers across the table to his friend and
chum, as well as employer.
"It doesn't seem possible, Ned, that we have made as much as that this
past year. And this, as I understand it, doesn't include what was taken from
the wreck of the Pandora?"
Tom Swift looked questioningly at Ned Newton, who shook his head
in answer.
"You really didn't get anything to speak of out of your undersea search,
Tom," replied the young financial manager, "so I didn't include it. But
there's enough without that."
"I should say so!" exclaimed Tom. "Whew!" he whistled, "I didn't
think I was worth that much."
"Well, you've earned it, every cent, with the inventions of yourself and
your father."
"And I might add that we wouldn't have half we earn if it wasn't for
the shrewd way you look after us, Ned," said Tom, with a warm smile at
his friend. "I appreciate the way you manage our affairs; for, though I have
had some pretty good luck with my searchlight, wizard camera, war tank
and other contraptions, I never would have been able to save any of the
money they brought in if it hadn't been for you."
"Well, that's what I'm here for," remarked Ned modestly.
"I appreciate that," began Tom Swift. "And I want to say, Ned--"
But Tom did not say what he had started to. He broke off suddenly,
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and seemed to be listening to some sound outside the room of his home
where he and his financial and business manager were going over the
year's statement and accounting.
Ned, too, in spite of the fact that he had been busy going over figures,
adding up long columns, checking statements, and giving the results to
Tom, had been aware, in the last five minutes, of an ever-growing tumult
in the street. At first it had been no more than the passage along the
thoroughfare of an unusual number of pedestrians. Ned had accounted for
it at first by the theory that some moving picture theater had finished the
first performance and the people were hurrying home.
But after he had finished his financial labors and had handed Tom the
first of a series of statements to look over, the young financial expert
began to realize that there was no moving picture house near Tom's home.
Consequently the passing throngs could not be accounted for in that way.
Yet the tumult of feet grew in the highway outside. Ned had begun to
wonder if there had been an attempted burglary, a fight, or something like
that, calling for police action, which had gathered an unusual throng that
warm, spring evening.
And then had come Tom's interruption of himself when he broke off in
the middle of a sentence to listen intently.
"What is it?" asked Ned.
"I thought I heard Rad or Koku moving around out there," murmured
Tom. "It may be that my father is not feeling well and wants to speak to
me or that some one may have telephoned. I told them not to disturb me
while you and I were going over the accounts. But if it is something of
importance--"
Again Tom paused, for distinctly now in addition to the ever-
increasing sounds in the streets could be heard a shuffling and talking in
the hall just outside the door.
"G'wan 'way from heah now!" cried the voice of a colored man.
"It is Rad!" exclaimed Tom, meaning thereby Eradicate Sampson, an
aged but faithful colored servant. And then the voice of Rad, as he was
most often called, went on with:
"G'wan 'way! I'll tell Massa Tom!"
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"Me tell! Big thing! Best for big man tell!" broke in another voice; a
deep, booming voice that could only proceed from a powerfully built man.
"Koku!" exclaimed Tom, with a half comical look at Ned. "He and
Rad are at it again!"
Koku was a giant, literally, and he had attached himself to Tom when
the latter had made one of many perilous trips. So eager were Eradicate
and Koku to serve the young inventor that frequently there were more or
less good-natured clashes between them to see who would have the honor.
The discussion and scuffle in the hall at length grew so insistent that
Tom, fearing the aged colored man might accidentally be hurt by the giant
Koku, opened the door. There stood the two, each endeavoring to push
away the other that the victor might, it appeared, knock on the door. Of
course Rad was no match for Koku, but the giant, mindful of his great
strength, was not using all of it.
"Here! what does this mean?" cried Tom, rather more sternly than he
really meant. He had to pretend to be stern at times with his old colored
helper and the impulsive and powerful giant. "What are you cutting up for
outside my door when I told you I must be quiet with Mr. Newton?"
"No can be quiet!" declared the giant. "Too much noise in street--big
crowds--much big!"
He spoke an English of his own, did Koku.
"What are the crowds doing?" asked Ned. "I thought we'd been
hearing an ever increasing tumult, Tom," he said to the young inventor.
"Big crowds--'um go to see big--"
"Heah! Let me tell Massa Tom!" pleaded Rad. Poor Rad! He was
getting old and could not perform the services that once he had so readily
and efficiently done. Now he was eager to help Tom in such small measure
as carrying him a message. So it was with a feeling of sadness that Tom
heard the old man say again, pleadingly:
"Let me tell him, Koku! I know all 'bout it! Let me tell Massa Tom
whut it am, an'--"
"Well, go ahead and tell me!" burst out Tom, with a good- natured
laugh. "Don't keep me in suspense. If there's anything going on--"
He did not finish the sentence. It was evident that something of
TOM SWIFT AMONG THE FIRE FIGHTERS
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moment was going on, for the crowds in the street were now running
instead of walking, and voices could be heard calling back and forth such
exclamations as:
"Where is it?"
"Must be a big one
"And with this wind it'll be worse!"
Tom glanced at Ned and then at the two servants.
"Has anything happened?" asked the young inventor.
"Dey's a big fire, Massa Tom!" exploded Rad.
"Heap big blaze!" added Koku.
At the same time, out in the street high and clear, the cry rang out:
"Fire! Fire!"
"Is it any of our buildings?" exclaimed Tom, in his excitement
catching hold of the giant's arm.
"No, it's quite a way off, on de odder side of town," answered the
colored man. "But we t'ought we'd better come an' tell yo', an'--"
"Yes! Yes! I'm glad you did, Rad. It was perfectly right for you to tell
me! I wish you'd done it sooner, though! Come on, Ned! Let's go to the
blaze! We can finish looking over the figures another time. Is my father all
right, Rad?"
"Yes, suh, Massa Tom, he's done sleepin' good."
"Then don't disturb him. Mr. Newton and I will go to the fire. I'm glad
it isn't here," and Tom looked from a side window out on many shops that
were not a great distance from the house; shops where he and his father
had perfected many inventions.
The buildings had grown up around the old Swift homestead, which,
now that so much industry surrounded it, was not the most pleasant place
to live in. Tom and his father only made this their stopping place in winter.
In the summer they dwelt in a quiet cottage far removed from the scenes
of their industry.
"We'll take the electric runabout, Ned," remarked Tom, as he caught up
a hat from the rack, an example followed by his friend. Together the young
inventor and the financial manager hurried out to the garage, where Tom
soon had in operation a small electric automobile, that, more than once,
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had proved its claim to being the "speediest car on the road."
As they turned out of the driveway into the street they became aware
of great crowds making their way toward a glow of sinister red light
showing in the eastern sky.
"Some blaze!" exclaimed Tom, as he turned on more power.
"You said it!" ejaculated Ned. "Must be a general alarm," he added, as
they caught the sound from the next street of additional apparatus hurrying
to the fire.
"Well, I'm glad it isn't on our side of town," remarked Tom, as he
looked back at the peaceful gloom surrounding and covering his own
home and work buildings.
"Where do you reckon it is?" asked Ned, as they sped onward.
"Hard to say," remarked the young inventor, as he steered to one side
to pass a powerful imported automobile which, however, did not have the
speed of the electric runabout. "A fire at night is always deceiving as to
direction. But we can locate it when we get to the top of the hill."
Shopton, the suburb of the town where Tom lived, was named so
because of the many shops that had been erected by the industry of the
young inventor and his father. In fact the town was named Shopton though
of late there had been an effort to change the name of the strictly
residential section, which lay over the hill toward the river.
Tom's car shot up the slope with scarcely any slackening of speed, and,
as he passed a group of men and boys running onward, Tom shouted:
"Where is it?"
"The fireworks factory!" was the answer.
"Fireworks factory!" cried Ned. "Bad place for a fire!"
"I should say so!" exclaimed Tom.
The chums had become gradually aware of the gale that was blowing,
and, as they reached the summit of the hill and caught sight of the burning
factory, they saw the flames being swept far out from it and toward a
collection of houses on the other side of a vacant lot that separated the
fireworks industrial plant from the dwellings. As Tom Swift glimpsed the
fire, noted its proportions and the fierceness of the flames, and saw which
way the wind was blowing them, he turned on the power to the utmost.
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"What are you doing, Tom?" yelled Ned.
"I'm going down there!" cried Tom. "That place is likely to explode
any minute!"
"Then why go closer?" gasped Ned, for his breath was almost taken
away by the speed of the car, and he had to hold his hat to keep it from
blowing away. "Why don't you play safe?"
"Don't you understand?" shouted Tom in his chum's ear. "The wind is
blowing the fire right toward those houses! Mary Nestor lives in one of
them!"
"Oh--Mary Nestor!" exclaimed Ned. Then he understood--Mary and
Tom were engaged to be married.
"They may be all right," Tom went on. "I can't be sure from this
distance. Or they may be in danger. It's a bad fire and--"
His voice was blotted out in the roar of an explosion which seemed to
hurl back the electric runabout and bring it to a momentary stop.
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CHAPTER II
NO USE OF LIVING!
NO USE OF LIVING!NO USE OF LIVING!
NO USE OF LIVING!
Only momentarily was Tom Swift halted in his progress toward the
scene of the blaze in the fireworks factory. To him, and to the chum who
sat beside him on the seat of the electric runabout, it appeared that the
blast had actually stopped the progress of the car. But perhaps that was
more their imagination than anything else, for the machine swept on down
the hill, at the foot of which was the conflagration.
"That was a bad one, Ned!" gasped Tom, as he turned to one side to
pass an engine on its way to the scene of excitement.
"I should say so! Must have been somebody hurt in that blow-up!"
"I only hope it wasn't Mary or her folks!" murmured Tom. "The wind
is sweeping the fire right that way!"
"What are you going to do, Tom?" yelled his chum, as the business
manager saw the young inventor heading directly for the blaze. "What's
the idea?"
"To rescue Mary, if she's in danger!"
"I'm with you!" was Ned's quick response. "But you can't go any
closer. The police are stretching the fire lines!"
"I guess they'll let me through!" said Tom grimly.
He slowed his car as he approached a place where an officer was
driving back the throng that sought to come closer to the blaze.
"Git back! Git back, I tell you!" stormed the policeman, pushing
against the packed bodies of men and boys. "There'll be another blow-up
in a minute or two, and a lot more of you killed!"
"Are there any killed?" asked Tom, stopping the car near the officer.
"I guess so--yes. And some of the houses are catching. Git back now!
You, too, with that car! You'll have to back up!"
"I've got to go through!" replied Tom, with tightening lips. "I've got to
go through, Cassidy!" He knew the officer, and the latter now seemed, for
the first time, to recognize the young inventor.
"Oh, it's you, is it, Mr. Swift?" he exclaimed. "Well, go ahead. But be
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careful. 'Tis dangerous there--very dangerous, an'--"
His voice was lost in the roar of another explosion, not as loud or
severe as the first, but more plainly felt by Tom and Ned, for they were
nearer to it.
"Now will you git back!" cried Policeman Cassidy, and the crowd did,
without further urging.
Tom started the runabout forward again.
"We've got to rescue Mary!" he said to Ned, who nodded.
In another moment the two young men were lost to sight in a swirl of
smoke that swept across the street. And while they are thus temporarily
hidden may not this opportunity be taken of telling new readers something
of the hero of this story?
The young inventor was introduced in the first volume of this series,
called "Tom Swift and his Motor Cycle." It was Tom's first venture into
the realms of invention, after he had purchased from Mr. Wakefield
Damon a speedy machine that tried to climb a tree with that excitable
gentleman.
Tom, with the help of his father, an inventor of note, rebuilt the motor
cycle adding many improvements, and it served Tom in good stead more
than once.
From then on the career of Tom Swift was steadily onward and upward.
One new invention led to another from his second venture, a motor boat,
through an airship and other marvels, and eventually to a submarine. In
each of these vehicles of motion and travel Tom and his friends, Ned
Newton and Mr. Damon, had many adventures, detailed in the respective
volumes.
His venture in proceeding to save Mary Nestor from possible danger in
the blaze of the fireworks factory was not the first time Tom had rendered
service to the Nestor family. There was that occasion on which he had sent
his wireless message from Earthquake Island, as related in an earlier
volume.
Space forbids the detailing of all that had happened to the young
inventor up to the time of the opening of this story. Sufficient to say that
Tom's latest achievement had been the recovery of treasure from the
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depths of the ocean.
Tom Swift's activities in connection with his inventions had become so
numerous that the Swift Construction Company, of which Ned Newton
was financial manager and Mr. Damon one of the directors, had been
formed. And when the rumor came that there was a chance to salvage
some of the untold wealth at the bottom of the sea, Tom was interested, as
were his friends.
It was decided to search for the wreck of the Pandora, sunk in the West
Indies, and one of Tom's latest submarine craft was utilized for this
purpose.
Not to go into all the details, which are given in the last volume of this
series, entitled "Tom Swift and His Undersea Search," suffice it to say that
the venture was begun. Matters were complicated owing to the fact that
Mary Nestor's uncle, Barton Keith, was in trouble over the loss of valuable
papers proving his title to some oil lands. Mary mentioned that a person,
Dixwell Hardley, was the man who, it was supposed, was trying to defraud
her relative. And the complications may be imagined when it is said that
this same Hardley was the man who had interested Tom in the undersea
search for the riches of the Pandora.
Tom had been at home some time now, and it was while going over his
accounts with Ned, and, incidentally, planning new activities, that the cry
of fire broke in on them.
"Whew, Tom, some heat there!" gasped Ned, lowering his arm from
his face, an action which had been necessitated by Tom's daring in driving
the car close to the blazing fireworks factory.
"I should say so!" agreed Tom. "I can almost smell the rubber of my
tires burning. But we're out of the worst of it."
"Lucky she didn't take the notion to blow up as we were passing,"
grimly commented Ned. "Where are you aiming for now?"
"Mary's house. It's just beyond here. But we can't see it on account of
the smoke."
A few seconds later they had passed through the black pall that was
slashed here and there with red slivers of flame, and, coming to a more
open space, Ned and Tom cleared their eyes of smoke.
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