Navy Boys Behind the Big Guns; Or, Sinking the German U-Boats / Chapter 10 AHEAD OF THE FLOOD | 40.00%ctory had cried out-no doubt of that! Indeed, Torry said afterward t
hem of action, however; everyb
e roof of the office building. The guard dropped his rifle and sprang to seize this
Mr. Santley, and turned to run back into his office
into the car, y
Down the valley road to war
lously in a sharp curve, and with honking horn hurtled
e explosion. The immense mass of waiter held in leash would im
out of the stores, shrieking that the dam had burst. They began to stream away toward the higher
ubmarine chaser, No. 888! They whirled along the half-lit road, the horn
windows The flying Navy boys
ood! Th
he awakened people of the valley. In three great explosio
ier, half as high as the dam itself. It would sweep the narrow valley clean of ev
illage and the mills in two or three minutes. But the Navy boys in
ll farms down this river road, however, and although the valley widened a good deal before the outskirts of S
arouse most people along the way to the menacing peril. The explosion followed by
unt through the fields toward the hilltops. Behind, the roar of the wat
gone!" shrieked Fren
ed Ikey, clinging to the back of the a
the front of the wave of released water. When it struck the big
aller hovels were swept off their foundations. Those people who had not esca
he river was much wider than above the bridge. It was nav
crest of the flood, their hawsers snapped like packthread, and they were whirl
er, therefore, could take the greater bulk of the flood, and the valley widening so quickl
the way to Seacove in five minutes. Then
ce of the water. Some were uprooted. Chicken houses and other small structures
bile on the road. Running, as the car was, at top speed, the flood
t her off!" yelled
to the road again. They did not skid, and the car remained upright. For the next half
of the houses in the suburbs of Seacove; but there was
m, however, Torry turned the machine
y, Torry. Maybe we can help somebody. I'm afraid th
of Elmvale they could not drive the machine over the slime and mud in the roadway. There
d done much more in sending the news of the broken dam broadcast by telephone. The girl at Central had stuck to
ground where it was dry, and packing bedding and blankets up to
out Elmvale, it was enough to make one heartsick. The lower floors of all mills,
e done to property by the flood. And there was a death list of twelve.
se of the disaster. But the following evening Whistler and his chums were called to the office of the sheriff
ediately after. He had not returned to the munition factory, where the manager, Mr. Santle
ials. It was believed that he was rather a famous German inventor who had been living in the Unit
had been fixed on the face of the dam with a charge of dynamite. This invention had been rigged to explode the dynamite aft
rward talking it over among themselves, "I hope I'll see him ag
hoist with his own petard
gh-brow!" sn
"He means was he blo
im before," sighed Whistler. "I had a
until he found the letter in German in Blake's locker. And we did set Mr. MacM
, drawing an official looking letter fro
Torry. "W
uick-witted. "It's our assignme
t, Whistler?"
outh day after to-morrow. But our ultimate destination is the Kennebunk, superdreadnaught, j
ranz Linder, were at once ousted from the minds of the Navy boys. The

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