Very small and pitiful appeared the tiny speck bobbing up and down upon that wide expanse of restless sea in the faint morning light. But rapidly it took on form as the destroyer slid hissing through the sparkling water toward it. Through their glasses the boys could see that it was a ship’s lifeboat filled with men and that one of the occupants was standing up and wildly waving a bit of cloth fastened to an oar.

“I’ll say they’re mighty glad to see us!” exclaimed Rawlins. “By gravy, it makes me think of war times again! Confound those sneaking Bolsheviks, they’re as bad as the Huns.”

“Worse,” declared Mr. Pauling tersely. “The Germans had the excuse of war and these rascals are merely cutthroats. I wonder if this boat’s the only one that escaped.”

“We’ll know in a moment,” said Mr. Henderson. “Lucky we found them--there wasn’t o. . . Read More