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The Submarine Boys for the Flag / Deeding Their Lives to Uncle Sam

Chapter 10 MR. GRAY MAKES NEW TROUBLE

Word Count: 1663    |    Released on: 01/12/2017

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

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