The Submarine Boys for the Flag / Deeding Their Lives to Uncle Sam
he slope two or three seconds
of concussion sent him spra
ents of rock and of loo
flash, never stopping to inq
he groan, from
panted Captain Jack, b
unded, th
h-lined hollow, just in time to see M
on the ground, as
ged Captain Jack Benson, makin
one, too, by the back of
er backward. Down he went,
He found, however, that Millard possesse
ou can!" called Ja
in muffled tones, from
tin
nd!" ordered Millard,
young submarine skipper had tackled a man who was
rd gave a heave, then rolled him
short lesson!" snarl
ringing it down like a sledge
ered on Millard's head from behind. Then a boy shot himself forward, battering-ram fashion
boy was E
want some of this!" o
h the submarine boys, for Millard no
of the doughtiest, gamest boys to be found along the Atlantic coast. He was p
ded Hal, in a still so
sturdily. "Not unles
lt-line. In the same instant Jack Benson managed to knot his hands in the fello
nder," gurgled the lo
ver that we haven't yet started in with
ipe. Yet all three of the submarine boys watche
f you want us to believe you're
ething flashed in the night-handcuffs that Jack had brought
napped into place aroun
!" protested the
a fragment of rock. "And keep quiet, un
ung Somers would prove equal to his threat, no doubt, that made
s on too tight," compla
e need 'em as tight as we can have 'em, without causing pain, when w
pal here. It was the pal I shadowed here. And that pal is ru
u jumped into this busi
es
or us to catch him by running after him," deci
ry. Now, I happened to know that magneto batteries are made for the purpose of touching off explosives at a safe distance. So I jumped in on him. Just at that second I heard you, Jack, old fellow, striking with the shovel up above there. I had to guess fast, so the whole thing struck me like a flash. Millard had been digging, up there, j
ner's eye
, wasn't it?" deman
ou can," growle
ging, unwarned, where I had seen him digging, my remains would have come down in four counties. But, you mean scoundrel,
chap named Gray had come along and hired a little schooner that's about twice as fast as any other sailing craft in these parts. He hired two fishermen to sail i
up. He prowled under the brush, brought out a wooden box that had been hidden there, and, from the box, took a bundle. He started off with it. I figured that bundle was what we wanted. I didn't want to take th
ke in. "At last, though, he gave me a blow in the wind that put me right down a
id," nodded Skipper Jack, dryly. "If I hadn'
h was attached wire buried in the ground. Then up the slope they went, to find a miniature c
e, thinking about ourselves, when that fellow, Gray, is getting away with a package that we ought to have. Come alo
ed in the village in which Eph had prowled for information. The appearance of the handcuffed prisoner stirred up a lot of curiosity. Eph, however,
little more than a half an hour before, Gray, still carrying a big
r something and go in
les or more out to sea, by this time, and the night's dark you couldn't se
his chum's ear, "we have no po
rine boys hired a driver, horse and wagon at th