The Brighton Boys with the Submarine Fleet Part 10
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On a wonderful September evening, with a crisp autumnal air making every fellow feel like a young kitten, the _Dewey_ again glided away from her anchorage in the harbor of Chatham, one of the important English naval bases, and fell into her position in the convoy of s.h.i.+ps spread out as an escort for a trio of troops.h.i.+ps. They were crowded with thousands of young chaps, the majority of them Americans and Canadians, on their way to join the armies "somewhere in France."
Bronzed and st.u.r.dy as a result of their summer's training in home waters and their activities aboard the submarine in the North Sea, Jack and Ted stood out on the deck of their craft more eager than ever to get back into active service again, notwithstanding the rigors of the service in which they had enlisted.
"Little Mack," now completely recovered from his injuries, was in command again and smiling good naturedly at "his boys" as they stood grouped about on the deck of the _Dewey_.
They were thrilled with the antic.i.p.ation of marvelous new exploits in which they were likely to partic.i.p.ate, now that the United States had sent a naval commission to cooperate with the London admiralty and the French naval experts in what was expected to be a campaign to carry the war by naval tactics right home to Germany.
"Ain't no use in expecting that German navy to come out in the open and fight to a finish," commented Bill Witt, as the conversation turned on the likelihood of a big battle between the German high seas fleet and the combined fleets of the United States, Great Britain, and France. "Those fellows would sooner lay back safe in the Kiel Ca.n.a.l; they know full well we'd make short work of them if they ever came outside."
"Ten to one your Uncle Sam don't wait for them to come outside," put in Jack earnestly. "Now that they have all got together and figured out what to do as a result of the sessions of that joint naval board in London, we're likely to be sent right in after them."
Jack's eyes glowed as he thought of the daring feats possible under such a naval policy.
"You can bet the _Dewey_ will be in on any such stunts as that,"
pursued Ted. "And why shouldn't we go right after them? The United States Navy never did lie back and wait for the enemy to come out."
Pa.s.sing along, the deck to the conning tower, Lieutenant McClure stopped to eye the little group.
"You fellows just aching for a sc.r.a.p again," he said finally. "Well, there's no telling when we might run right into one to-night. Those German destroyers are likely to make a sortie from Ostend. Besides, you never can tell when some of the Kaiser's air navy is likely to be popping around."
As he spoke "Little Mack" scanned the sky to the east. Turning to the boys, he remarked laughingly: "You three pretty good chums, aren't you?" gazing along the line, from Jack to Ted and then to Bill Witt.
"Just like three peas in a pod," declared Bill Witt. "These two Brighton boys took me right in---and me a rank outsider! I'm sure lucky to have struck two such good friends."
Everybody laughed at Bill's frank avowal of friends.h.i.+p and Jack responded with a crack on the back that made Bill wince.
"Guess we know good goods when we meet it," he added.
"Little Mack" had been taking it all in with approval.
"That's right, boys," he smiled. "You've got the right spirit.
That's the kind of democracy we stand for, and that's why the good old U.S. Navy is the best in the world---fellows all pulling together.
I'm mighty proud of all my boys," continued the little lieutenant.
"You've made a great record so far, and I only hope you keep up the good work. Stick together like pals---and be proud of that flag of ours."
With a wave of the hand the s.h.i.+p's commander pa.s.sed along the deck and into the conning tower.
"There's an ace for you," said Jack, with an admiring glance at the retreating figure.
"Ace! I should say so," sputtered Bill. "Why, if 'Little Mack' told me to go get von Tirpitz I'd go right after him."
Soon it was dusk and the little fleet had gotten out of sight of land into the North Sea. Stealing away like shadows into the gloom, the fleet of transports trailed along in battle formation ready to turn back any attack. The crew of the _Dewey_ had retreated into the hold and the vessel was riding awash, with Commander McClure at the wheel, observing the deployment of the fleet from the conning tower.
Down in the torpedo room, bottled up under water where no sound could escape to attract the attention of the outside world, Mike Mowrey had tuned up his old banjo and the boys were having an old-fas.h.i.+oned songfest.
"For it's always fair weather," came the jolly strains that sounded up in the conning tower above the whirr of the s.h.i.+p's engines.
"Everybody's happy to get out again," laughed Executive Officer Cleary to his chief, as he swung the periscope to port for a full sweep of the sea.
So far there had been no incident to mar the safe convoy of the troops.h.i.+ps. Plowing straight ahead, the destroyers that flitted here and there through the filmy darkness danced about the transports, alert to challenge any foe. Another hour and the short trip to the French port where the troops were to embark would be concluded and the _Dewey_ free to dash off to her post along the Belgian coast, where Commander McClure had been ordered on guard against the German destroyers that lately had been showing a desire to engage in brushes with the allied s.h.i.+ps.
"Guess we are not going to be molested to-night," said "Little Mack"
as he looked at his wrist watch.
"Doesn't seem like it," rejoined Cleary.
But they had reckoned without the two-mile-a-minute birdmen that circle the heavens like giant eagles and swoop down on their prey from high alt.i.tudes to send forth their flaming bombs and death-dealing hand grenades. A lookout on one of the destroyers detected at this moment an aerial fleet looming out of the north like spectral dots in the dim light of the skies. From the masthead of the vessel glowed instantly the light that had been agreed upon as a danger signal.
"Airplanes!" shouted the _Dewey's_ commander, as he strained his eyes through the portholes of the conning tower in a vain effort to search the skies. In another moment, after giving the "wheel" over to his flag officer, the lieutenant had thrown open the conning tower and was gazing into the heavens with his binoculars.
"Yes, there they come," he announced, after a short pause.
"Two---three---four; there's a half dozen or more of them," he continued after a careful survey of the sky.
The singing down in the hold abated when the reported approach of the air fleet became known throughout the s.h.i.+p.
"What's up?" queried Ted, as he joined his chum outside the wireless room.
"The Kaiser's imperial flying corps is out for a little evening exercise," answered Jack, as he hurried along to keep within call of his commander.
For the men in the _Dewey_ there was nothing to do but take the reports from the conning tower as to what was going on outside the submarine. Their impatience, however, was short-lived, for there came very quickly an order to man the anti-aircraft guns on deck. The hatches fore and aft were thrown open and the gun crews scrambled on deck.
"Not afraid of 'em, are we?" chuckled Ted, as he followed Bill Witt up the ladder.
"Chances are they can't see us in the twilight," answered Bill. "And this is a real chance for us to give the 'twins' a little tuning up."
From the conning tower came the order to unlimber the guns, load and stand by.
"Wait until they come within range, and then fire away!" directed the _Dewey's_ commander.
From a height of five thousand feet the leader of the "air cavalry"
suddenly turned the nose of his craft downward, and came volplaning toward the sea at a dizzy pace. Following suit, the remaining units of the attacking squadron dived to get within better range.
"Now, boys!" shouted Lieutenant McClure.
Time-fuse sh.e.l.ls had been inserted in the "Twins," the breeches closed and the muzzles elevated to point at the fast-flying airs.h.i.+ps. At the aft gun Ted gripped the trigger ready to fire, while Mike Mowrey jammed his good right eye into the telescopic sight to make sure of his aim.
"Fire!" he yelled, and Ted, let her go. The shot sped away into the sky while the crew gazed eagerly upward to watch for the explosion.
Soon the sh.e.l.l burst with a white puff of smoke.
"Little too far to the right," said the observer.
Now the aft gun spoke. From every vessel of the protecting fleet came answering shots as they belched their fury at the armada of the air.
The dull gray of the night sky was lighted at intervals by the bursting of sh.e.l.ls as the German air fleet soared forward over the allied naval fleet. Observers were hurling bombs from above and they were splas.h.i.+ng into the sea on every side. One of them striking the hull of the _Dewey_ would blow the s.h.i.+p into atoms!
"Keep it up, boys! Make every shot count!" sang out Commander McClure.
Mike Mowrey was growling because he was unable to make a hit. "Let's get one of 'em---just one of 'em!" he bellowed in rage.
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