The Boy Aviators' Polar Dash Part 18
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He dived into his cabin, the two ends of his woolen scarf flying out behind him like the tail of some queer bird. He reappeared in a second with the bucket, an ordinary galvanized affair, but with a wire-net bottom and a long rope attached, to allow of it being dragged along the depths of the sea.
"All ready!" shouted Frank, as the professor clambered into the boat.
The "falls" rattled through the blocks and the boat struck the water with a splash, almost upsetting the professor, who was peering over the side through his thick spectacles as if he expected to see some queer polar fish at once. The crew swarmed down the "falls," and as Ben gave the order, pulled away for the outer end of the reef, the station a.s.signed to them.
In accordance with their instructions when they arrived at the end of the reef, the crew, headed by Ben Stubbs, left the boat and tramping about on the slippery ice tried to ascertain its thickness and how far under water it extended. The boys soon tired of sitting idle in the boat and, as they had been forbidden to land on the treacherous ice of the reef, cast about for something to do. The professor soon provided a digression.
"Look there," he suddenly shouted, pointing at a black triangular shaped object that was moving about on the green water a short distance from the boat.
"What can it be?" wondered Billy.
"Some sort of rare fish, I don't doubt," rejoined the professor.
"Let's row out and see."
The boys, nothing loath, shoved off, and as Ben and the crew of the boat were far too busy sounding and poking about on the reef to notice them, they rowed off un.o.bserved.
The triangular object proved elusive, and after rowing some time, the boys found they had come quite a distance from the s.h.i.+p without getting much nearer to it. Suddenly a great, s.h.i.+ning black back curved itself out of the water and the boys saw that the sharp triangular thing was an immense dorsal fin attached to the back of a species of whale they had not so far seen, although they had sighted many varieties since entering the Antarctic regions.
"Let's give it a shot," cried Billy, and before any one could stop him, the young reporter fired at the creature.
To their amazement, instead of diving, as do most whales when injured by a bullet or otherwise, the creature raised its blunt head and gazed at them out of a wicked little red eye.
"What--what--what's the matter with him do you suppose?" gasped Billy.
As he spoke the whale began las.h.i.+ng the water with its tail till the white foam spread all about it, slightly flecked with red here and there, in token that Billy's shot had struck it.
"I'm afraid that we are in for serious trouble," suddenly said the professor.
"Why, you don't mean that the creature is bold enough to attack us?"
gasped Billy.
"That's just what I do," exclaimed the professor, apprehensively.
"The creature is a killer whale--an animal as ferocious as a shark and far more bold. I should have recognized what it was when I saw that sharp fin cruising about."
"We must row back," shouted Frank, and he and Harry sprang to the oars.
But they were too late. With a flas.h.i.+ng whisk of its tail the ferocious killer whale dived, and when it came up its head was within twenty feet of the boat.
"Pull for that floe!" shouted the professor, pointing to a small island of ice floating about not far from them. It was their only chance of escape, and the boys gave way with a will. But pull as they would their enemy was faster than they. Just as the nose of their boat sc.r.a.ped the floe the great "killer" charged.
Frank had just time to spring onto the floe and drag Harry after him when the monster's head rammed the boat, splitting it to kindling wood with a terrible crackling sound. The stout timbers might as well have been a matchbox, so far as resistance to the terrific onslaught was concerned.
Billy jumped just as the boat collapsed under him, and gained the floe. But where was the professor?
For an instant the terrible thought that he had perished flashed across the boys' minds, but just then a cry made them look round, and they saw the unfortunate scientist, blue with cold and dripping with icy water, come clambering over the other side of the little floe on which they stood. He had been hurled out of the boat when the whale charged and cast into the water. His teeth were chattering so that he could hardly speak, but he still had his bucket, and insisted on examining it to see if any creatures had been caught in it when he took his involuntary plunge.
The whale, after its charge and the terrific b.u.mp with which it struck the boat, seemed to be stunned and lay quietly on the water a few feet from the floe, from which it had rebounded.
"I'll bet he's got a headache," exclaimed Billy.
"Headache or no headache, I don't see how we are going to get off this floe unless we can attract the attention of the s.h.i.+p, and we are drifting further away from it every minute," said Frank, gravely.
"Let's fire our pistols," suggested Billy.
"I didn't bring mine," said Frank.
"Nor I," said Harry.
"N-n-n-n-or I," chattered the s.h.i.+vering professor.
"Gee whitakers," shouted Billy, "and to top the bad luck, I left mine in the boat. I laid it on a seat after I had fired at the whale."
"B-b-b-b-boys, w-w-w-w-w-hat are we g-g-g-oing to d-d-d-do?" s.h.i.+vered the scientist.
"Shout," said Frank; "come on, all together."
They shouted at the tops of their voices, but in the clear polar air, rarified as it is, sound does not carry as well as in northern lat.i.tudes, and there was no response.
All the time the floe, slowly revolving in the current like a floating bottle, was drifting further and further from the s.h.i.+ps. The situation was serious, and, moreover, the scientist was evidently suffering acutely, although he made no complaint, not wis.h.i.+ng to add to their anxieties. Frank, however, insisted on their each shedding a garment for the professor's benefit, and although the scientist at first refused them, he finally consented to don the articles of dry apparel and seemed to be much comforted by their warmth.
Faster and faster the floe drifted, and they were now almost out of sight of the s.h.i.+ps. The boys' faces, although they tried not to show their fear, grew very pale. There seemed to be no prospect of their being saved, and in the rigorous cold of that climate they knew they could not survive many hours without food or drink.
Suddenly Frank, who had been gloomily watching the progress of the floe, gave a shout of surprise.
"What's the matter?" said Harry.
"Are we g-g-g-g-going d-d-d-d-down?" gasped the professor.
CHAPTER XV.
DYNAMITING THE REEF.
"No," shouted the boy, "not that, but I think I see a chance of our being saved!"
"Have they seen us from the s.h.i.+ps?" asked Billy.
"No, but the floe has struck a different current and we are drifting back."
"Are you s-s-s-sure of t-t-t-this?" asked the professor.
"Certain," replied Frank; "I have been watching the progress of other pieces of drifting ice and the current seems to take a distinct curve here and radiate backward toward the pole."
"Then we are saved--hurray!" shouted Billy, dancing about on the slippery ice, and falling headlong, in his excitement, on the treacherous footing it afforded.
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