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The Sunken Isthmus

CHAPTER III. AT THE BOTTOM OF THE SEA

Word Count: 1749    |    Released on: 19/11/2017

sed a chill to traverse Frank's frame. He

ng scene which had indu

e schooner like a foul fiend. One

f the blast. Then her sails were in ribbon

her beam-ends. Then the bla

ck the Sea Diver. What followe

tle boat out of 8the water. Enormous seas

d windows were closed hermetically. But the shock of t

lity of much damage b

, Barney, I am going

utton. In a moment the Sea

nt all was darkness aboard her.

aboard was in full blast. A won

than one hundred and fifty fathoms, so that the

ian Oceans, the Atlantic is mostly devoi

plants spread to view. Huge serpent-like eels wriggled thro

by no means attractive one.

the home of the mermaid and the charm of the deep sea, of wh

is a dirty part of the Atlantic, but before we return I think you will

is a horrible conception of deep-sea life, but I cannot help thi

. "She was in very bad shape. How

here nothing we can

least until th

t the bottom

however, she will be cripple

spension about twenty feet from it. Frank's 9purpose was to return t

tured to ascend. Frank took the whe

he w

surface. It was not rough, and Frank c

daylight. The electric lights w

panse with their eyes. Not a sign of the

bottom," gasped Wade;

glass and scanned the vast expans

else the storm has blown her

the latter possi

very

"but I am mightily interested in that vessel.

surprise. "Why more interested in her

fact that I am. I have some sort of a curious feeling

d not resi

r imagination is getting t

tist shoo

sense," he said, "

hurricane had swept away beyond th

on her course. In a little while ma

ation gained by the boat's submersion. There were heaps of sea

g repast. He had opened a window to admit

ll moment f

ow had discovered that the yeast was unfit 10for use, and the b

o do nuffin' wif it. Dere am all dat dough sp'iled. It meks me berry mad. Wel

led it through the open window. He expected that

came in a line with the window just in time to get

did it strike him, and stopped his ear, nostrils and

alize what had happened. Pomp wa

e muttered; "I d

o the window

Barney's comical plight he coul

is mop was at one end of the deck

ass of soft dough, not knowing what it was, "it's me brains they've

mp in a paroxysm at the galley window. He gla

A madder Irishman old Neptune ne

w the dough from his mop of red hair

clear and his ear, then he

that!" he roared, "yez black-skinned ape, yez! H

" howled Pomp, "dat am

Barney. "Well, yez won't think t

ho! hi-

thot way?" roared Barney, trying

wine to get hit?" cried Pomp.

say yez didn't thr

row it into de sea when yo' head

fer yez to say," cried the Celt

de troof," pr

' thin lie about it aftherwards," roared the

n his face. The Celt rushe

or the time was master of the situation. B

ance. It took an hour's hard work to g

en Frank and Wade heard the story they laugh

e than aven it up wid that black ras

ed his purpose we sha

on its course for t

But with the searchlight it was easy for the

day be in Gulf waters. The air was fresh and delightf

themselves, sudden

rank, "there's a lot of colored loight

he scrutinized the distant signals. "Do you

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