The Brighton Boys with the Submarine Fleet

day with your Uncle Sam's U-boat Dewey," vouchsafed Bill Witt a

arine and was taking account of the dangers that beset his ship. The sea was running high an

ed now bearing down upon the Dewey's port bow. Lieutenant McClure saw it just as a

d out sharply, at the same time directing Exec

ed McClure, addressing Jack. They wer

ught the mine da

alled out Lieu

Jack, as he drew his

young lieutenant drew his own weapon and began blazing away. He hoped t

t was next to impossible to sight on it. The only thing to do was to fire at rando

e above the crack of the fire

g harmlessly off the met

rectly at the nearest mine, it being slightly off the port quarter. The

nd then be able to dive and g

arine. As though drawn by some mysterious magnet the floating explosive seemed following th

eless upright forward!" com

g very much like an ordinary length of gas pipe set up usually forward as one of the wireless sup

ding that one mine that seems to be o

d after the manner of a track athlete throwing the javelin, the young commander drew it well back a

as the improvised battering

ent the air and immediately a column of water was hurled high, towering over the Dewey like a geyser, and then engulfing the little submarine. Jack and his commander were swept

roar of a million cataracts throbbed in his brain and before his mind flashed the

way. His senses reeled. In his ears pealed the medley of a thousa

nd breathing normally again. Above, the same old blue sky. Turning over on his back and paddling thus until he

riding the waves. Yes, the old sub had survived the mi

s gallant commander and how he, too, had been cast from

He had gone but a few yards when an object appeared on the crest of the water directly in front of him. It took only a glance to convince him that

delight of the youth battling with deat

im and they were co

a long while Jack was able to clutch the collar of

e neck of the apparently lifeless officer so that the face was held above the surface of the water, and using his strong righ

ly upon his left arm. His strength was ebbing awa

burden tugging in his arms and himself slip away into the depths and in

ds were borne into his stifled senses. It

hand. It was Ted, now faintly, now more clearly. The

rgy. Something loomed up in the blue of the sky near him

closer to the pa

ad been engaging their attention. Someone was whirling a rope, aiming to thro

et go--catch the rope!" Jack hea

mark and trail off into the sea many yards from the floating pair. Yes, it

toward Brighton's goal. Once again the coil was ready; once again it was flung outward from the deck of the Dewey. This time it fairly lashed Jack's face. The sting of the h

he was stretched in his bunk in the hol

ld chum!" Ted was murmuring, with

but fell back limply, weak from the terr

ack'?" he managed fi

"They have gotten most of the water out

a prayer of thanks for his safe delive

aged by the mine e

although Officer Cleary had expressed some apprehension as to the condition of the po

the half-drowned commander and his rescuer, and at a safe depth gotten safely out of the

itt stumbled along the passageway leading into the men

r, Bill--you seas

all it was,"

hat's up?"

ter making such a plucky fight for his life and saving his li

smi

ess I can hear what's tro

, boys--mighty bad,"

a leak in the main oil

sened up the seams and

reaming into th