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

ctory had cried out-no doubt of that! Indeed, Torry said afterward t

hem of action, however; everyb

e roof of the office building. The guard dropped his rifle and sprang to seize this

Mr. Santley, and turned to run back into his office

into the car, y

Down the valley road to war

lously in a sharp curve, and with honking horn hurtled

e explosion. The immense mass of waiter held in leash would im

out of the stores, shrieking that the dam had burst. They began to stream away toward the higher

ubmarine chaser, No. 888! They whirled along the half-lit road, the horn

windows The flying Navy boys

ood! Th

he awakened people of the valley. In three great explosio

ier, half as high as the dam itself. It would sweep the narrow valley clean of ev

illage and the mills in two or three minutes. But the Navy boys in

ll farms down this river road, however, and although the valley widened a good deal before the outskirts of S

arouse most people along the way to the menacing peril. The explosion followed by

unt through the fields toward the hilltops. Behind, the roar of the wat

gone!" shrieked Fren

ed Ikey, clinging to the back of the a

the front of the wave of released water. When it struck the big

aller hovels were swept off their foundations. Those people who had not esca

he river was much wider than above the bridge. It was nav

crest of the flood, their hawsers snapped like packthread, and they were whirl

er, therefore, could take the greater bulk of the flood, and the valley widening so quickl

the way to Seacove in five minutes. Then

ce of the water. Some were uprooted. Chicken houses and other small structures

bile on the road. Running, as the car was, at top speed, the flood

t her off!" yelled

to the road again. They did not skid, and the car remained upright. For the next half

of the houses in the suburbs of Seacove; but there was

m, however, Torry turned the machine

y, Torry. Maybe we can help somebody. I'm afraid th

of Elmvale they could not drive the machine over the slime and mud in the roadway. There

d done much more in sending the news of the broken dam broadcast by telephone. The girl at Central had stuck to

ground where it was dry, and packing bedding and blankets up to

out Elmvale, it was enough to make one heartsick. The lower floors of all mills,

e done to property by the flood. And there was a death list of twelve.

se of the disaster. But the following evening Whistler and his chums were called to the office of the sheriff

ediately after. He had not returned to the munition factory, where the manager, Mr. Santle

ials. It was believed that he was rather a famous German inventor who had been living in the Unit

had been fixed on the face of the dam with a charge of dynamite. This invention had been rigged to explode the dynamite aft

rward talking it over among themselves, "I hope I'll see him ag

hoist with his own petard

gh-brow!" sn

"He means was he blo

im before," sighed Whistler. "I had a

until he found the letter in German in Blake's locker. And we did set Mr. MacM

, drawing an official looking letter fro

Torry. "W

uick-witted. "It's our assignme

t, Whistler?"

outh day after to-morrow. But our ultimate destination is the Kennebunk, superdreadnaught, j

ranz Linder, were at once ousted from the minds of the Navy boys. The