er that settled everywhere.

"The Rover boys!" cried the teacher who had brought out his spyglass.
"They are the three Rover boys!"

"The Rover boys!" cried Songbird Powell, who stood near. "Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"Hurrah!" shouted Stanley Browne. "Now, isn't that just like them?
Always up to something new and original."

"Three cheers for the Rover boys!" called out one of the seniors. And
the cheers were given with a will, while the _Dartaway_ continued for
some time to float over the college grounds and then came settling down
like some big white bird, in the very center of the campus.

CHAPTER XIII

SOME INTERESTING NEWS

Before the biplane had come to a complete standstill the students on the
campus made a rush and surrounded the three Rover boys.

"The grandest arrival I ever heard of!" cried Songbird Powell, as he
caught one after another by the hand. "I shall have to write some verses
about this."

"However did you manage it?" queried Stanley Browne. "I didn't know you
could run an aeroplane."

"It's out of sight alretty!" came from Max Spangler. "But we could see
it, yes!" he added hastily.

"Oh, we thought we'd give the fellows a little surprise," answered Dick
modestly. "We purchased the biplane some time ago. It's easy to run
after you get the knack of it."

"But carrying three!" went on Stanley. "I've heard of 'em carrying two
but not more than that."

"It's quite a load," said Tom. "We've got to have a more powerful engine
if we want to carry that many right along."

"And the streamers and confetti!" cried Songbird. "I'll bet those were
Tom's idea!"

"You're right," answered Dick.

"And he thought of the flags and horns, too," put in Sam, bound to place
the credit where it was due.

"I had to do something to let off steam," said Tom lightly. "Dick
wouldn't allow me to fire a bomb, or a cannon, or anything like that,"
he continued dryly.

During this talk many of the students and instructors commenced to
inspect the biplane, and soon the Rover boys were kept busy answering
questions.

"Well, young gentlemen, allow me to congratulate you on your successful
flight to this place!" said a pleasant voice, and turning the youths
found themselves confronted by Doctor John Wallington, the head of the
college. He smiled broadly as he shook hands. "This surely marks an
epoch in the history of Brill," he went on. "First arrival of students
by airship," and he turned to Professor Bl