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

Chapter 9 JACK PLAYS WITH A VOLCANO

Word Count: 2573    |    Released on: 01/12/2017

the Jehu pulled his horses up, got down

where I put the last fare down. An' now you

come was well outside of the city, and in a dif

, their racks with nets spread, the rickety wharves-all looked dismal. It seemed as though here m

to you, driver, and here's

s. Will you want to b

. "I reckon we're going to

at's the course?" d

t his watch, the

ater you don't see a craft of any sort headed away from here. From this point, looking down, we can see if any of the boats in port get ready to put out. So M

wait here, keeping out of si

idedly. D

nodde

tedious wait," growled

comfort," retorted Captain Jack. "There's something

that way!" grumbled

low a rise in the ground. There were trees and bushes about to aid them in concealing

. Dark found the boy

ything to eat," uttered Eph, disgusted

lied Captain Jack. "With only one of us to each village, it will be tough luc

oing to start?" as

ung submarine skipper "If Millard has taken refuge with anyone who lives in one of t

look into each of the

any in any one

of finding him out. You two will know what to do when you're on the ground. If Millard i

hernmost village. Hal took the ne

Benson, sharply, as they parted, "t

overcast as the submarine boys

Jack, as he strode along. "I don't believe I'd balk, just now, at the

eared the village, proved to have open windows. Lights shone

the principal street, looking into each house without much

street Benson came upon a tum

n you put me up?" queried t

the man behind the cou

had any other stra

ed the man, a shaggy, unke

ack, taking out a half-dollar a

dy very special," rep

e about the kinds of sa

eminde

ine, young feller. Cheese

Jack. He seized the first sandwich t

" asked the

d; "for want of any

he sea, d

ll of sandwich. "When I'm going before a br

ch. After that, the fellow got in slightly ahead of the submarine bo

o wash that all down with," hinted Benson. It

y strangers here latel

op

ut to sail to-night or fi

op

ce," laughed Jack. "Must be a lot

fishing club'd be down this way to fish, once in a while. That kinder minds me," went on the storekeeper

re, that ought to make business go

t tradin' as soon as

ishing club hired?" wa

nd going to the front of his establishment. "There, if yer eyes are good, you can jest make out a building over

very information for which he had been fishing, nor did h

ving along, now I'm fed,

o is some distance fr

ne stood still in that street and stared after Benso

ing to the part of it that interested him most. Cautiously he stole out along

bmarine boy. "If Millard was really there, I

closer. At nearer range he made the circuit of the house, only to

"Yet he didn't escape, by sea or land, while we were watching outside the village. And it

. From the opposite side of the house came a sound e

an coming out?" wo

e corner of the building. Dropping to the ground, and lying flat, th

the gloom. It was Millard, and under his left arm the fellow car

and fortified harbors-the very stuff that we want to ge

ing low, started after the long-legged one as soon as the distance

were here!" muttered Captain

help o

succeeding ridges of laud. In a way, it was easier following here, for there were oc

other quick leap. Some one else was coming stealthily beh

h joy, as the two chums clasped hands

d will be out of sight. But I'll tell you what-while I tr

ed Hastings, nodding.

ever, by moving forward quickly, Benson was soon

dy rather sharply defined against the sky, Millard began the asce

the sea, Jack now crouched low, stealing along

bushes. Though his game was now out of sight, Jack

he noise came from a s

em in this lonely spot until some other time when he'll feel safe about coming back for them. Talk about luck! Why, Hal and I can pounce on this

of curiosity, Benso

ed that Hal was on my trail. Ther

Jack craned his neck eagerly, trying to pierce the darkness of the night. He could

e of the shovel on

Jack. "He is burying-what? The maps and records? Hidin

uckled no

ne else will do some digging over yonder

d, at last. Now, Millard

ed Jack Benson. "And he isn't bringing a shovel ou

he good judgment to follow the long-legged fellow away. As for Benson, he didn't mean to do another thing

nk off into the darkness. After three minutes or so h

, that had just been tu

ut the fresh earth sh

a blind man!" chuckled the young submari

illard couldn't be such a very clever fellow! Jack had no difficulty in find

out the implement

n here by this time. Good haul-rascal and records in the same night. For, if Hal goes on Millard's trai

d grip on the shovel

ntly moved, this di

re came a new note

unded in Hal's fra

"What's the row? Come here

come he

n, leaning on his shovel, trying to

he sound of Hal Hastings panting, as t

antic voice, though some

hustle, it wil

ound, wheeled, and ran down the s

" quivered the submarine

k the ground. The air seemed fu

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