Of course, a couple of years later, it unsurprisingly reported that two ice yachts had collided, with one destroyed but no one hurt.

Skating was tame beside traveling at a mile a minute in an aero-iceboat; and the other ice yachts were not in the same class with the invention of Chet and Lance.

These last words just barely reached the ears of the two who lay flattened out on the delicate flooring of the ice yacht.

“Ideas inched through his speech, but they whipped around his thoughts like ice yachts.”

As the little flotilla of ice yachts drew up close to the shore, the sound of boyish laughter must have been heard, for a man was seen approaching.