Navy Boys Behind the Big Guns; Or, Sinking the German U-Boats

heerful strain, Al Torrance was already behind the steering

u had forgotten where we planned to g

one. Just talking. My jaws ache," Morgan b

his chum slyly. "Not having had much chance to pipe up while

. Mother won't own up she's reconciled to my being in the Navy," and Whistler grinned suddenly. "Bu

garby," chuckled Torrance, using the term the

l," Whistler agreed, and

's got to use the car this afternoon. But he says we

key?" Whistler broke off

down on High Street-

lor boy. "Bet he's sore as he can be because

ed so hard. Did you ever see a garby so stuck on a gold stripe as Seven

friend to Hans Hertig. This is his sec

nlist a second tim

was the suc

o the main street of Seacove, the small port in which the chums had been born and had lived al

t's mother, lived. Beyond that was the Donahue home, where Fren

r was pulled down by Torry, for there was a little group out

igned disgust. "Got an audience, haven't they? And even Seven

been declared between the United States and Germany and her allies, the drafted men were being called to th

cross the Atlantic, had chased submarines and destroyed at least one of the enemy U-boats, and had hunted for and captured the German raider, Graf von Posen, which had a

ding at Norfolk with the captured raider, of the prize crew of which they had been members. Coming north to Seacove by train, they had met their shipmate, Hans He

ere. The young seamen who belonged to her crew did not know w

eir very good friend, and who worked now in a War Department office at Washington in a lay capacity, had told them he would tr

boys, with their experience in the training school at Saugarack and aboard the Co

e was eager to get back into harness, too. And Seven Knott

es to become a gunner. Whistler and Al Torrance were particularly striving for that position, and they stu

aving stopped the car. "Going

d an Irish smile. Ikey Rosenmeyer was a shrewd looking lad who always had a fund of natural fun on tap. The older man, Hans Hertig, was round-faced and solemn looking, and sel

hose chaps at Elmvale during the noon hour. They go home from

nneau and the car whizzed away, leaving the crowd of

f Ireland!" sighed Frenchy, ecstatically, "we never was

n suggest I should take out the orders to the customers no mo

th my mama and me and Aunt Eitel in the back room, after the kids was all i

ounded a corner, "we were scarcely worth speaking to in Seacove. Now fo

t candy and ice cream all day long i

an, dryly, sitting around in the front seat so he

Seven Kno

of those fellows at Elmvale to go t

n tell 'em. You can

imanded for neglect of them. But since the four chums had known him

ance once said, "Seven Knott wouldn't have a chance. But it is roughnecks just like him that ma

It was on the river, at the mouth of which was situated the litt

of the river above the village; and below the dam were several big

nition factories, were built many little homes of the factory and mill hands. It had b

d not come into the district and blow up the munition factories. B

rmous quantity of water held in leash by the structure would pour

proper and the other just below the dam itself and about half

f the chimneys of the Elmvale mills. "We've plenty of time before the noon wh

ned into a side road that soon brought them abov

nough to observe, "there's a slue of water behind t

p here than down

ed Ikey, "you s

m as they say they do the munit

alley by a sharp incline. In sight of the bridge which crosse

I bet that's one of the guards now. Se

g over the back of the front seat of the automobile

an had his back to the road. He was standing upright with a pair of field glasses to his eyes. His interest seemed fixed on