The Brighton Boys with the Submarine Fleet Part 22
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As the _Bergerhof_ neared them McClure submerged a little and jockeyed his vessel into position for a sure shot.
This aroused the suspicions of the German and she asked whether the steering apparatus of the U-los had again gone wrong.
"Here is our answer," exclaimed McClure, and catching the big submersible full on the sight of the periscope gla.s.s, he released a torpedo.
Their suspicions now fully confirmed the Germans sought vainly to get their vessel under way; but the movement came too late, as the torpedo from the _Monitor_ cleft the waters like an arrow and buried its nose against the hull of the gigantic mother s.h.i.+p just abaft the conning tower. With a mighty roar and a flash that illumined the night the speeding projectile crashed through the hull of the _Bergerhof_ and rent the vessel like so much paper.
"Seems like a pity to put them out of business, don't it?" said McClure with a tone of wistful regret as he surveyed the picture.
Jack was viewing the whole spectacle through the periscope, his chief at the observation port in the conning tower.
"We sure did get them," commented Jack. There wasn't the least possibility of the mother s.h.i.+p offering resistance, since it was now a matter of a few minutes at the longest until she would be taking her last dive. So the conning tower of the _Monitor_ was opened and the officers climbed on deck to watch the death struggle of the _Bergerhof_. The _Monitor's_ torpedo had done its work well, for it was quite evident, as the American craft drew near the scene of the explosion, that the German vessel had been blown out of the water.
"Probably a half dozen men were out on deck when we hit them," said McClure. "Suppose we get right up close and see whether we can fish a few of them out of the water."
He rang the _Monitor_ ahead directly for the spot where the German s.h.i.+p had disappeared under the waves, and as it drew closer slowed down the engines.
"There's one poor chap directly off the port bow," observed Jack as he pointed to a bobbing figure in the water. The _Monitor_ was stopped and in a few minutes the unlucky German was hauled on deck. He proved to be a petty officer, suffering several slight wounds, and he grasped eagerly the rope extended to him by several of the American sailors.
In like fas.h.i.+on six other Teutons were hauled out of the water, among them the captain of the doomed s.h.i.+p.
"We thought you were friends and not enemies," said the German executive as he looked first from McClure to Jack and then ran his eye along the deck of the _Monitor_, with surprise written in every feature.
"Sorry, but we had to sink you," was Commander McClure's rejoinder.
The prisoners were hurried below deck and made comfortable. They were a sorry looking lot after their narrow escape from death. McClure debated with Jack for a time just what to do with the prisoners, but decided finally to keep them until he could deliver them to a larger unit of the U.S. fleet. In the meantime they were herded into the s.p.a.cious men's quarters just forward of the control chamber and a strong guard posted over them in charge of Bill Witt.
"If they start any funny business in here, they'll find themselves worse off than if they had gone down with 'mother' to the bottom of the deep blue sea," volunteered Bill as he a.s.sumed charge of his wards.
Anxious now to inform the Allies' fleet of the intended U-boat raid planned for the following evening McClure decided upon a flying trip down the Belgian coast during the night and then a dash across the North Sea to intercept speedy American destroyers and convey to them the valuable information that it might be relayed to the flags.h.i.+p and the warning given in due time.
"We'll stick to the coast for the next six hours," said the _Monitor's_ captain to his executive officer, "and may be able to lay out another U-boat hurrying to the tryst with Mother _Bergerhof_."
Cruising on the surface the _Monitor_ settled down for the night's run with Jack in command while his superior officer went below for a few hours' rest. It was a calm moonlight night with a smooth running sea and a breeze out of the south. Jack threw open the conning tower and climbed into the deck steering station. From his vantage point he had a commanding view of the sea for many miles in every direction and the young ensign reveled in the glories of the night.
Suddenly, at a distance of not more than two miles off the starboard beam, Jack spied a vessel driving leisurely toward the east with a trail of smoke floating along in her train. Taking up his gla.s.ses he was able to make her out plainly in the moonlight---a destroyer!
Without calling his captain Jack decided to follow her for a while and accordingly altered the course of the _Monitor_ to east by southeast until she was cutting in at right angles toward the speedy wars.h.i.+p.
After a chase lasting the better part of half an hour Jack found that the _Monitor_ was rapidly approaching the mainland off to port, with the destroyer running into what appeared to be a convenient harbor on the Belgian coast. He decided to report to McClure before proceeding further, and forthwith sent Ted to waken the s.h.i.+p's commander. In a few minutes McClure climbed into the conning tower.
"What's up now?" he asked as he swept the horizon.
"Destroyer right ahead, sir," reported Jack as he indicated the position of the vessel. McClure picked it up with his gla.s.ses, and by taking the _Monitor's_ position was able very shortly to determine that the vessel was off the entrance to Ostend.
"We might as well run up a bit closer and take a shot at her anyway,"
he announced shortly.
Crowding on full speed, the American vessel edged in closer and was then partially submerged. The German vessel had not noticed the submarine as yet; at least, she gave no indication of being cognizant of the proximity of the American vessel. At a distance of three thousand yards McClure decided to loose a torpedo.
"We'll take one shot and then dive," he said. "The coast is studded with guns everywhere here and we are too close to them to loiter around long."
In another moment, after sighting carefully on the fleeing destroyer, McClure gave the signal to fire and Jack sent a torpedo whirling from the bow of the _Monitor_.
"And now down we go," said McClure as he signaled to take in ballast.
Not waiting to note the effect of their fire, the officers of the _Monitor_ sent their s.h.i.+p careening into the depths and went down to a depth of fifty feet with a greatly decreased speed.
"Guess we had better turn now and make for the open sea," said McClure as he grasped the rudder key to swing the _Monitor_ around.
But at that moment came a sharp rasping sound on the forward hull of the American vessel and then a mighty ripping sound aft followed by a grinding in the region of the propeller blades and an almost sudden stoppage of the _Monitor_. McClure and Jack looked at each other, dismay written in their faces.
"Trapped!" e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.ed the little captain. "We are caught in a submarine net!"
CHAPTER XXII
YANKEE INGENUITY
There was no denying the fact that the _Monitor_ had become enmeshed in one of the German wire nets.
Unmistakably the sc.r.a.ping against the hull of the submarine was that of the cables and chains that composed the net. Furthermore, it was evident from the manner in which the propellers of the s.h.i.+p had ceased their revolutions that they had struck an impediment of some kind.
McClure and Jack both realized they had, indeed, run into a snare of the enemy.
For the next half hour the _Monitor_ was put through all manner of maneuvers as her captain sought to extricate his craft from the web of steel into which it had dived.
"Seem only to be getting in the tighter," said "Little Mack" as he stopped the engines and from his chief engineer received a report to the effect that the driving shafts could be turned only with the greatest difficulty.
That which vexed the _Monitor's_ officers most, however, was the knowledge that their capture was almost certainly known by this time to the Germans ash.o.r.e and that it would be a matter of minutes until a German patrol or some other vessel in close touch with the wireless ash.o.r.e would be standing over the _Monitor_ awaiting the time when the submerged vessel must ascend from the depths and surrender. For it was well known that the submarine traps were equipped with electrical lamps floating on the surface that were illuminated automatically the moment a submerged vessel came in contact with the charged cables underneath the water. Thus the light would engage the attention of either a patrol s.h.i.+p or the lookout on sh.o.r.e who would soon dispatch a destroyer to the scene.
Discussing this phase of the situation, Captain McClure had just decided to make a quick ascension to the surface and take his chances on freeing the _Monitor_ of her entanglements before a German wars.h.i.+p could come up; but at that moment Bonte reported from the wireless room the approach of a vessel to port, coming up at full speed.
"Looks as though we are always running into hard luck," said McClure disgustedly.
Jack tried hard to see the bright side of the situation, but had to confess to himself that things did look rather black for the _Monitor_ and her men. Nevertheless the boy figured to himself that surely there was some way in which Yankee wit and ingenuity could baffle the craftiness of the Germans.
"What are we going to do?" asked Ted as Jack joined him in the torpedo chamber.
"Haven't quite figured out yet, chum," answered his old Brighton roommate. "I'll confess that things don't look very rosy for us, but I'm not going to give up, nor will 'Little Mack' give up, until we have thought this thing over for awhile."
They strolled from the torpedo chamber into the compartment fitted out as the men's quarters and there came upon the party of German prisoners lounging in their bunks, chatting in their own language. Jack could understand one of them as speculating on the next move of the Americans. In their midst sat their captain, Hans Schmidt, from Bremen, he had told them. Jack paused and looked them over for a moment ruefully.
"I suppose they are chuckling to themselves over our luck and thinking how nicely they will escape when we go up above and hand ourselves over as prisoners of war," suggested Ted.
"No doubt, chum, and they probably have the laugh on us right this time," answered Jack solemnly.
But as he surveyed the prisoners again there came to him a sudden inspiration born out of the needs of the moment, a brilliant idea that sent him running into the control chamber and up into the conning tower where his captain sat alone trying to solve his problem.
"I have it; I have it," he shouted as he grasped the hand of his chief.
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