No. Im through for to-day, replied Tom. Im glad to see you. I thought at first it was my chum, Ned Newton. He generally runs over in the evening. Our society, as I wrote you, Mr. Swift, is planning to hold a very large and important aviation meet at Eagle Park, which is a suburb of Westville, New York State. We expect to have all the prominent bird-men there, to compete for prizes, and your name was mentioned. I wrote to you, as you doubtless recall, asking if you did not care to enter.