Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1908-10-18

compliment you said MacAndrew gravely What
speed did your good ship attain?
Be sure l brought her along at top speed,
twent weight knots. Oh, yes!
Il suppose lodged about a bit, to throw OFT
pursuit!
No, no, no! held straight needle for Brest
1t was no time for lodging. No, no!'
MaCAndrew thought rapidly as he glanced at his
watch and it few minutes to one. Then
four hours ago. hundred miles south southwest
from where he stood. great battle was in progress
The fleets had against each other. the battle
would be harsh and heavy and soon over. He felt
certain he had missed the feast; but perhaps there
were still crumbs to be picked up.
You will keep your ears open, Captain, and when
l signal with three short blasts and long one,
answer"
1T is for you to command" answered the Cap
tain resignedly
THE moment Churchill returned bringing with
him the precious oil fuel sprayers, without which
the liner could not move her engines, MacAndrew
the Wolf hot-footed on her way. AS time passed
the fog grew thick that it seemed of little
to keep lookout. MaCAndrew and the Sub kept
the bridge holding on tight by the rail- while the
strain of speed seized upon each aboard and
shook him Gold Coast fever shakes its victim.
that no one remained below who could excuse his
appearance on deck-strained ear for sound, and
eye for sight of friend and foe.
simultaneously, abruptly, MacAndrew and the
Sub whired about and faced to starboard For
half dozen seconds the Lieutenant stood glazing
into the fog; then he thrust forward his hand and
ran to the end of the bridge and listened
Pulsations of mighty engines beating time to
threshing screws drummed on the opaque air. SO
close to the Wolf the unknown passing that
MacAndrew could distinctly hear the water swish
and swash against her bows, and seethe along her
sides Whatever she was, it appeared certain she
must be a mammoth and the course she held seemed
to be nearly opposite to that of the Wolf. More by
sign than word MacAndrew gave his orders, and as
Churchill tptoed to the deck to every at his
post and alert, the Lieutenant sent the destroyers
engines full ahead again.
A few seconds later, and the Wolf turning in
the turmoil of the unknowns wake,-a wake that
blazed clear trail on the bosom of the ocean as
though for the destroyer's guidance When the
rapidly narrowing bralds and seethlng cracking,
bubbles of this trail told him that the unknown
but little way in front of him, MacAndrew sheered
out into the fog, and carried until the sounds told
he again abreast OF the mammoth
Down in the engine the finger of the indi
Gator exCtedly waved for attention, then silently
pointed to thTee-quarters speed ahead.
Edging, edging, edging in, ever closer and closer
toward the sounds of those throbbing eng ines and
buffeted waves MacAndrew stood, gazing full faced
dicaton of dark outline; and at length there.
like shadow a shadow, he beheld the bulk Of
a great ship Up flew MacAndrew's hand, bidding
the Thee1s%an keep the wol where she , ran sr
sweep of her outlines But her nationality! What,
which, battleship! If friend, he must not harm
her; if enemy, he equally bound to destroy
her. Who she!
THE first clear sight of her tunnels brushed all
doubts from MacAndrews mind. Five tunnels
there were three set we'll forward and two far aft.
Even a marine could fail to recognize the mighty
French battleship, Brueys.
Quick as a flash MacAndrew reasoned it out.
Here ran ship that had escaped destruc-
ton. Ravenhil had sent de Bruignys feet to the
bottom; but this great atom had escaped, and now
lunged on her way for the protecting guns OF Brest
The Wolf must down this Goliath Of the Sea, and
if the Wolf succeeded, glory!
Lieutenant MacAndrew's plan of campaign, in