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

ided on, leaving him in the wake of Millard, it was the young subm

anger, was walking along at a moderate gait, occasionally glan

ss than half a block to the rear, and keeping close

eman on the crossing at the next corner. In another m

or the written authorization, Bens

caught;" murm

the point of darting out into the street to hail the policeman a street car whizzed by. With a

t being too sure," grum

e'll soon come upon

. Jack even began to wonder how it would do to leap upon Millard,

ould be sure to claim that I was assaulting him. It would look like that, too, and I'd probably get a thumping from the cro

liceman cam

ow, where a mirror was set at an angle. The submarine boy, looking into that mirror, bec

ng sights, too, and has had a peep

ed one, after a brief look down

ere'll be far less chance of finding a police officer

ing to glance back. He turned a second corn

've got to make the grab all by myself. I wonder if I can down that chap and get the upper hand of h

skly, now. Next, he tur

iftly forward on tip-toe, tryi

eming, at the distance, wheeled and go

as explained. The submarine boy found himself at the s

decided Benson, peering down this narrow thoroughfare. "He ha

p in that door partly open. "He may have seen me, and may have left that door open on purpose," Benson reflected. "He may be lying in wait for me, inside. Or else he may have

d thoughtfully on the step just out

be letting that wretch walk out of one by staying o

ly, this thought fla

for the Flag! Never mi

st rash in and

softly pushed the door far enough open to admit him.

ent door letting out on another all

e, Jack moved on tip-toe. He had all but reached the head of the stairs when a ground-floor door behind him opened noi

ed the rope noose tight about the boy's neck. A sharp pull, a twist, and Millar

keep away from me," growled the w

gs were rapidly growing black before his eyes. Jack tried to fight, but the choking was too

behind him so that the wrists crossed. Then, pulling another cord from one of his pockets, the wretch tied th

lowly wandered back to him under the disturbing handling. He was lying on his back

. Beyond that, he discovered Millard squatting on the floor, close by, in Japa

ngly inquired the foreign agent,

thank you," mumbl

of the house. The room contained no furniture, beyond an old table. Daylight was excluded by wooden

enson," sneered the long fellow, "the p

the foreign agent remembe

nter-questioned Captain Jack. "You knew I didn't

ent, "because I wanted to know a few things. In the first

mained

aps we can find out a few things with

g he brought to light the envelope in the lad's inner coat pocket. Just an instant later, the wret

horizing you to cause my arrest? This disp