The Submarine Boys on Duty / Life on a Diving Torpedo Boat
hing of Owen, since
he crew, under the new foreman, Andrews, was busy
pt to his chum, Jack Benson to
n't get near the boat. Partridge took the precaution of getting the keys back from Owen yes
," put in young Mr. Farnum, who happened to be aboard. "Owen is an ugly fellow, and
ed Jack, coolly. "At the same time,
n't believe he has very much saved. Of course, he can't get any work in his line in Dunhaven, now th
n, but I shan't lose
-too confidently, a
watchful and understanding his trade thoroughly. He was something of a driver, as t
oreman from the start, Andr
be called at any time," replie
have any trouble with Benson or
ct, young as they are, they are a long
them forward,
ith them, and couldn't have done so, because he's a nagger, and no self-respecting workman will stand for a n
willing to work hard and tackle new problems, were learning much. Even before the "Pollard" was launched and sent o
to be on the lookout for any outside work with their camera outfit. So it happened that, one evening after supper, Jack and Hal, carrying their outfit, set out on a walk of more than two miles. Th
leven o'clock at night when the two submarine boys left the cottage to tramp back to Dunhaven. As they neared the village they heard the town
ame around a corner of the fence, Hal, who was slightly in t
take a sly peep around the corner. Look up
ok, exposing very little of his head, whil
Jack. "By Jove, there he goes. He has a good
could mean little els
came instantly
bmarine
ze him?" whisper
sides, he was too quick. But we
e yard," Hal replied. "He
," Jack replied. "Hal, old fellow,
the fence as well as
the camera up as soon as I get to the top of the fence. W
f the ten-foot fence. Bending down he took camera and flashlight "gun." Hal hurriedly followed. Down in the yard, they started spee
ing, young Benson, who was in the lead, s
ll right, that the fel
peeped. "Make him out
ng and throwing the pa
ake out who
But he gave
a tremulous whisper. "There, he's gone inside. Come on, H
th. Whatever Josh Owen-if it was truly he-was doing in the submarine shed, the youn
wards discovered that the watchman, who sometimes drank liquor, was at this moment sound asleep in one of t
the submarine's shed, Jack, who w
hull. Benson signaled, and his friend followed him, stealthily, a step or
ols came to the ears of the boys. Their nerves were on the kee
y. Almost in the same flash they rea
d, Owen, with two or three tools, was swiftly, wickedly tampering with one of th
ollard" to lurch and then go, nose-first, to the bottom. It was wholly possible, too, that a capable
ece of cowardly treachery. His fingers itched to lay hold of Josh O
a Comanche yell, and then dart forward into the fray, ins
rm for silence, Jack
ra for universal focu
came Hal's low,
ke lightn
ose patent affairs, arranged to fire a charge of magnesium p
stinct, half by guess. While he did so, Jack fixed a
ave been heard in a silent room was drowned by the tap-ta
rn, the ex-foreman half-turned his head,
quickly to nod the signal
! F
side of the shed for a brief instant. It was as th
n let out a yell of fear, rose up and leaped back
t was that?"
that followed the flash
rcumstances, Josh Owen tremblingly felt for his momentarily useless lantern. It took him some moments to fin
. More than that, Jack held in his hand the p
door and lock him in there until we can
were hiding behind the c
cked him in there, and he knew he had to be caught, he'd do thousands of dollars' worth of damage. A
the shed. He shut off the light from his dark lantern, then stole
Mr. Andrews, and let him decide whether to rouse
at the boarding house, and had been made
and call Dave Pollard. Then
new foreman. Together they hurried to the Farnum yard, unlocked the
gs, Josh Owen had not had time to inflict more damage
enson that the 'Pollard' would dive to the bottom and stay there," e
new foreman. "Until your craft is launched, sir, I'll sl
ound the drunken night watchman, who was still asleep.