The Motor Boys on the Atlantic; or, The Mystery of the Lighthouse

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g!" came

meet an on-coming roller. As he did so the queer light flashed out again.

t there is one near here. It's near a dang

top!" cried Ned. "W

around now

e Dartaway that the boys jumped in fright. They thou

aps trying to do?

lled Jerry, slowi

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on Be

t. It was nearly twice the size of theirs, and the throb of the engine, though

blown itself out, subsided. The wind died away, and, though there was a long swell on,

long, and had a small cabin. It was operated by a gasolene m

of the cove this evening?" asked

topped his engine, as had the skipper of

hear some on

and we weren't in trim for a brush. We haven't got our boat fi

st fishermen," replied the

curious to understand why a fisher

at the beach, and knew you probably didn't know anything about the weather here. We have some pretty bad storms, and they come up in an instant an

e," returned Jerry. "But the

the comment. "Why, half the people at the

hat?" as

he couldn't catch you, cam

is worried," Jerry said

us?" asked Bob of th

here, in a small boat, so I hustled out after you. You must have

eed," admitted Jerry with a lit

t week. Oh, by the way, allow me to intro

n name, and those

id Captain Jenkinson. "I guess it's saf

ing wet throug

in Bob, whereat

aptain Jenkinson went on. "We

r own power," Jerry said. He was not going

derstanding how the boys felt. "You can follow me in,

asolene on, and shoved the spark lever over, the Dartaway shot ahead. Jerry steer

lled Captai

it?" cr

ey're indicated by a red and white striped buoy for days, but th

e will," s

oys to follow her. She made a fast pace, but the Dartaway was no slow

ncreased the speed of his craft, and steered toward the boatho

!" shoute

ck, and three soaking wet, and somewhat tired,

observed Jerry. "Hard

e could cross the Atlantic in her-if we coul

one out in the boat, so the storm had not worried her. However, a number of the cottagers, who paid more attention to the boating affairs, had heard of the

d. But Jerry assured her they could look out for themselves, and, on his promise to use all precauti

annon in the bow, strung new rudder lines, which had been strained during the squall, and cleaned th

ee boy sailors?" a

erry, and Captain

of your boat and engine. They do better work the more time you put on

ong the owners of motor boats. There were half a dozen, he said, who had entered

ormally entered. The races were to take place in the cove the next Tuesday. The cou

found their craft was working well, and, in several little impromptu c

s Captain Jenkinson's boat was so powerful, and outclassed the o

y chance?" asked Ned, th

and Bob want to keep the engine well oiled. Guess I'll rig up a spare set of batteries, in case of

aid Ned. "She's just the opposite to her name

parking good that ti

s and the horse-power of the engines. This grading made the Dartaway and Snail take fourth place.

em clear of the course, but by dint of circling around it several times Captain

he explosions of their engines, from which the mufflers had bee

was to send them off. Jerry kept watch of those

speed clutch, for, as in the case of the other boats,

og. Likewise did the Snail, and, with the engines working alm

the Snail did likewise. Jerry decided to run on that for a while, and

ed to overhaul those in the lead. This he seemed in a fair way to be able to do. None of the craft was spee

was crouching down low, as were the other boys, to offer less resistance to the wind. Slowly the Dartawa

off a little of the power. At the same instant he passed the last one of the three boats that had go

up, until, passing the others, it was on even terms with the bo

est with the Snail only. The two boats were evenly matched

n Jerry slightly advanced the spark lever and the Dartaway shot ahe

lose her,"

them. The engine of one, he could tell by the sound, was missing explosions, and the other was wheezing

ld hear the shouts of the excited sp

Jerry. "On the bearings, only

watching, from the corner of his eyes, the progress of the Snail. He thought

the hearts of the boys, the Dartaway's engi