Boy Scouts in a Submarine; Or, Searching an Ocean Floor

" cried Jack's v

away! He's been u

Frank Sha

ak

be no one

y. He seemed to be submerged in a sweep of pounding waves,

oving across the floor his feet came in contact with s

nds and knees in the direction of the shelf where his searchlight had b

onning tower and called out, feebly, yet with sufficient str

ome in here! Leave the hatch

hum and dropped headlong into the black pit of the submarine. Ned hear

said. "What's c

shaft of light which rested on Ned's face, but the boy did not realize what wa

e submarine, with the boys gathered about him, anxiety showing in

," Jimmie said. "What

oved down the stairs, the stifling, choking odor below, and the

gaining strength every moment. "I

" Frank said. "We've done al

anded Ned, moving toward the ha

keeled you over go

asked Ned, a shiver running

e got you out just in time. You wo

tt dead! And he was so gay and so

little group a moment

ay in a huddle at the foot of the stairs leading to the conning tower, just far enough to the rear so that the free passage was not obstructed. With all the lights t

suffocation. There was still a sickening odor in the boat, but the

ngine were situated was found wide open, and Ned instruct

old theory that no person, however careful he or she may be, can enter and leave a room without leav

us on the conning tower, skipping like to break the speed limit

his companions. In the confusion no o

ck exclaimed. "Why didn't y

answered the boy.

he wound was of small importance, Ned

man was it that passed you boys on the conning tower? The circular platform

thought it was you, and steppe

d t

kin' for the wharf so fast that I thought it would d

got the slash a

e cut m

size of the fe

and light, the way he bounded off t

to kill Lieutenant Scott?"

me here to put the Sea Lion out

omethin' all busted u

etermine that,"

if this murderer left any visiting cards here. After th

he dynamo room

id, "so we must look for clues here. Keep your hands off t

lly without reward. Finally

ine it under the microscope. You would better attend to that, Frank, as you are familiar

ank busied himself inspecting the bits of waste the other boys brought

, as Ned bent over his shoulder. "That stuff is

t look like?

" was the hes

ooked at the object to which

he said, i

"How could rubber be in

composition, and it has been wiped into the waste.

t around electric appa

h

this form,"

he had recently examined, he took the microscope and made another

id, handing the instrument to F

ere are a few traces here of the same rubber compositio

sition by men engaged in nefarious undertakings dates back to the time of the utiliza

at you are going t

tographs and their enlarged reproductions, the criminals began st

it," cri

hands and making them perfectly smooth. This is rubber paint," he went on. "The man wh

on the machines where his fin

he meditated disabling the Sea Lion. It is more probable that he believed Lieutena

wiped his hands on

tiny pool of the rubber composition on the floor, close to the giant iron frame of the big dynamo. Looking

ow now," he said, "if we get busy befo

have you?"

he wore while here. His hand trembled while he was putting the rubber composition

woolen garment-probably a coat or pair of trousers. And, see here, the fellow lost all cau

waste, and so his finger marks showed on the steel rai

of the submarine, with instructions to keep a close watch for suspicious characters, they turned the prow of the rowboat toward South Vallejo. The di

of Mare Island, in the straits of the same name. The nearest

t of the town and encountered a policeman in uniform. Ned a

g?" asked th

ring to create a sensation by reciting there in

mighty close-mouthed regarding your business

to police headquarters. Perhaps the

ow my duty. So, if you don't mind, I'll take you to head

go with you,"

he same. I'm used to kids of your stamp. You're both under ar

oliceman seized b