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as one of the fleet when the war had<br />

broken out. I tried to ask him questions,<br />

but lie was as clamin\- as Parker and I<br />

could get notliing out of him.<br />

What was behind that locked steel door?<br />

Was the means of destroying the enemy's<br />

ships concealed there? What was this<br />

curious torpcdoless means? I wanted to<br />

ask Parker, but pride and shame at my<br />

own stupidity held me back. So I wondered<br />

and pondered and puzzled all that<br />

day.<br />

Thought of the aflair was dispelled when<br />

about sundown the lookout sighted an<br />

enemy aeroplane dead ahead and some distance<br />

aloft. We immediately sank to the<br />

awash condition and then as the plane<br />

grew near, we submerged with only our<br />

periscope showing. This we drew in as<br />

we noted that the aeroplane sighted us<br />

and swooped down for a look. We ran<br />

submerged for a half hour or so and then<br />

cautiously poked up our periscope.<br />

<strong>The</strong>re was a sudden cry of warning from<br />

the man at the instrument and we dove<br />

again. <strong>The</strong>re had been an enemy torpedo<br />

boat destroper near, and even in the dusk<br />

it was not safe to come up when any of<br />

these craft were about. We had been<br />

sighted we knew, for its searchlights made<br />

the water dimly translucent above us.<br />

But we submerged below the light and ran<br />

still east by north.<br />

It was just after this that I noticed that<br />

Billy came to the feeler case. I heard<br />

him give directions that the small alternator<br />

which supplied the coil with current,<br />

should be started. <strong>The</strong>n he worked the two<br />

control wheels, and by glancing over his<br />

shoulder at the dials 1 saw that he was<br />

sweeping the coil from side to side, and<br />

frequently changing its inclination. By<br />

this means he was throwing out an arm<br />

of magnetic force which would indicate the<br />

position of any enemy ship within ten<br />

thousand yards.<br />

"ffunting for fish?" I asked.<br />

"Ves, I'm feeling for them," he answered,<br />

watching the angle of the horizontal<br />

gage, and then turning to me with<br />

a twinkle in his eye. "Have you solved<br />

it yet?"<br />

"Xo, I haven't," I admitted.<br />

"Vou watch tonight then," he said.<br />

"We're about due to be in the enemy's<br />

fleet and we ought to have some experience<br />

at least."<br />

<strong>The</strong> light on the case before him flashed<br />

suddenly red, and the dial needle marking<br />

distance jumped up to eight thousand and<br />

stopt there. He turned and held the horizontal<br />

control wheel stationary a moment.<br />

"We're in them now," he said. "<strong>The</strong>re's<br />

the first one."<br />

<strong>The</strong>re followed a most wonderful piece<br />

of maneuvering. He turned the coil until<br />

he was sure of the position of the enemy,<br />

and then changed the course of our boat<br />

to correspond to his. Slowly we worked<br />

around, the little coil giving us the position<br />

of our foe with its unerring magnetic<br />

touch.<br />

In half an hour we were making twentytwo<br />

knots west by south and running thirty<br />

feet under. <strong>The</strong> enemy was oflF to starboard<br />

according to our indicator.<br />

"He must be a battleship. Twenty-two<br />

is too slow for anything else," Billy said.<br />

I agreed and a moment later, with a<br />

final assurance that our courses were<br />

parallel, Billy turned to a locked case beside<br />

the feeler bo.\. I glanced at the dial.<br />

<strong>The</strong> enemy was just 1436 yards away according<br />

to our readings.<br />

Rilly was opening the case which looked<br />

exactly similar to the feeler, but lacked<br />

the lamp and distance dial and had only<br />

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two control wheels. Under it was a small<br />

electric pushbutton whose function I<br />

could not understand.<br />

He twisted the control wheels for a<br />

moment until the dials read the same as<br />

those of the feeler. <strong>The</strong>n he called down<br />

the speaking tube.<br />

"Start the alternator."<br />

"Ves, sir," came back Dickenson's reply.<br />

I heard faintly above the other machinery<br />

the starting crescendo of a turbine.<br />

"Here goes for a trial," Billy said.<br />

I watched him, and with a final glance<br />

to make sure that both dials corresponded,<br />

he deprest the button. <strong>The</strong> machine forward,<br />

the alternator, I thought, dipt several<br />

notes in its hum and then rallied. <strong>The</strong><br />

button was down for four or five minutes<br />

and then he let it up and gave the command<br />

to stop the alternator.<br />

What had he done? Had this deprest<br />

button let loose some mysterious new force,<br />

some wonderful ray, some hitherto undiscovered<br />

etherial vibrations which could<br />

travel through water and destroy the enemy<br />

ship alongside us? Wliat had he done when<br />

lie prest that button? I wanted to ask<br />

him, but again pride and chagrin stopt<br />

me.<br />

Instead I went to my instruments, thinking<br />

that I might pick up some of the<br />

enemy's talk and hear something worth<br />

knowing. To this purpose I juggled my<br />

tuner knobs, getting many and rapidly<br />

changing combinations with the sliding<br />

contacts.<br />

It was while doing this that I heard a<br />

sudden loud buzz in the receiver. I held<br />

the adjustment there a moment and heard<br />

several letters, apparently forming a foreign<br />

word. <strong>The</strong>n I listened while a message<br />

in the enemy's tongue was spelled<br />

off loudly into my receiver. I wrote it<br />

down as it came. When it had stopt and<br />

1 had translated it, I had before me the<br />

following<br />

"<strong>The</strong> fire in the forward port compartment,<br />

Xo. 7, is in the oil tanks and is so<br />

hot that it has melted out a section of the<br />

hull plates. We have a heavy list to port.<br />

but are not in immediate danger. Good<br />

luck.<br />

"Captain \'on Heissburg,<br />

"<strong>The</strong> Stoltzenfels."<br />

That looked as if there was trouble in<br />

one of the enemy's ships. I showed the<br />

message to Billy.<br />

He read it over twice and then glanceil<br />

up with a gratified light in his face.<br />

"Pretty good, but not quite enough," he<br />

said. "Have to use more next time I<br />

guess," and he turned away to the feeler<br />

case.<br />

I could make nothing of this remark<br />

and did not try to. I was too busy watching<br />

him again.<br />

Once more he was sweeping with the<br />

feeler. We were bearing off to the south<br />

and running slowly. .\gain the light<br />

flashed and he twisted controls and helm<br />

until we ran parallel with the enemy. 4.^<br />

yards away and off his starboard side.<br />

Once again we were thirty feet under am'<br />

running at twenty-two knots, which seemed<br />

to be the speed of the fleet. As before<br />

Billy twisted the controls on the other and<br />

un-named case until the dials read the same<br />

as the feeler. Once again he called the<br />

order to start the alternator. <strong>The</strong> hum of<br />

the machine sounded and as before the<br />

button was prest. I timed it now and<br />

found that it was held down six and a<br />

half minutes.<br />

<strong>The</strong>n we sheered off to the south, slowing<br />

up and letting the enemy pass ahead<br />

of us.<br />

I watched again in intense but unsatisfied<br />

curiosity while Rilly twisted and<br />

and turned the little wheels and after our<br />

boat came parallel to the enemy, prest the

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