Navy Boys Behind the Big Guns; Or, Sinking the German U-Boats

her boat. The younger boys had not paid much attention to the passing o

tered Al Torrance, as they heaved up the anc

hat Blake may be as

what is the boat itself doing out here? She's headed off shore-a

el

ic," Whistler declared. "Yet she's aiming straight out to

great distance, it was plain she was leaving the land behind h

supply ship for Germa

rwegian ship that expects to give the cargo to the Germans at s

ou are hunting a mare's

question Whistler's judgment. But on this occasion

ere satisfied; but soon they began to notice that their companion

ellows?" demanded Fr

l," grinned Ikey. "Ain't you going

ye!" grow

ning back into the cove. The wind was not so favorable, so it took a muc

Cap Bridger will know it," grumbled Fr

was just then, too, and after they had rounded one of the crab-cl

oi! D'you see it, Whistle

from that watery world was a gray shape-narrow, lo

ry, finding his voice

t this way," added

n, and his lips unpuckered and the

of her, Phil?" whi

boat all right," a

xcited watching the swiftly approaching craft that

he stick out of her? If you haven't a care Captain B

glass and went aft himself

to Rosenmeyer. "Lose your head might

ow she isn't?"

until she bespeaks our attention with her forward g

in through the narrows at top speed, circled around t

yelled Torry.

t same chaser we saw

ants in here at Se

orry leaped upon the low-decked cabin and began signaling by the semaphore code. In his blue uniform his b

!" gasped Frenchy.

that the seaman on the deck of the chaser was

-R-G

Ikey. "They're af

next?" gas

was not lon

-R-A-N

ant you

re calling so

y Boys spelt ou

N-A-H

ame in a groan

n't want me,"

eturned Whistler promptly. "

wigwaging no m

doin' it got tir

-E-R!" came the

m coming

speed

"Whip up this old tub, Whis

. "He knows we are aboard. We'll g

cMasters examining them through a glass. The S. P. 888 came to a stop near the usual mooring of the Sue Br

tler! do you suppose he's been sent for us? S

What will my papa and mama say? I've been tellin' 'em

service again," Whistler said. "But I

y, to whom he spo

that oil boat," returned

d fended off from the chaser's side, just

boys, Skipper?" deman

cMasters. Then to the chums: "Come

right, Phil Morgan. You can go aboard. I'll take charge

"I caught that big fellow, and I donate it to the offi

a penny. Whistler, however, gave him some of the smaller fish. The re

n MacMasters repeated. "I am gla

not forget to salute the officer. They lined up before him in a respectful attitude

time off to attend to some private business, and I have been stuck aboard here for a few days. We're patrolli

ick the Germans!"

ead of the class for that. But my information is new stuff. I a

Torry, unable to s

eclared Ikey, with a broad smile a

Colodia, sir?" aske

rs. "I imagine they intend to send us all back to her in time. But-whisper!-the

ped Torry. "An

efore we get across in

orgetting himself. "Will th

et ready for the cruise, no matter how long it may be. Yes, Morgan? What do yo

o report, sir," W

es

ust now. Well, perhaps an

ueried the ensig

y swift. She was steering into the sou'east, and she left a streak of o

ment; then he got the full significance of

ere filled, Morga

of something, sir,"

aded so

s,

o his navigating officer. In thir

d Torry. "We've got to get asho

to remain aboard and help eat some of your own fish f