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Durham, Victor G.

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

His crew have been wondering, since, when he'd be ready.
Since he made the deal, Gray has just been hanging around and doing
nothing."
"My informant pointed out Gray to me. Right after that, I vanished.
But I kept an eye on Gray. When he left the village, so did I. The
trail led up here. Gray went to a pile of dead brush that had been
heaped up. He prowled under the brush, brought out a wooden box that
had been hidden there, and, from the box, took a bundle. He started
off with it. I figured that bundle was what we wanted. I didn't want
to take the chance of tackling him and having him get the best of me,
so I started to follow. Just then I heard the rumpus up here. Maybe
I did wrong, but I figured we could get Gray again, so I hustled up
here to help."
"This wretch, Millard, and I had a pretty rough-and-tumble time of it,"
Hal broke in. "At last, though, he gave me a blow in the wind that put
me right down and out, for a little while. Then he got the handle of
the magneto and pumped it."
"Glad I started down the slope just when I did," nodded Skipper Jack,
dryly. "If I hadn't--well, what's the use of talking about it?"
Forcing Millard to get upon his feet, the boys inspected, first the
magneto battery, to which was attached wire buried in the ground.


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