Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1917-12-07

Quickly the green Transparency snAl
followed gave place TO darkness LA
slipped on the tipping floor, TNaald
ran ia; she heard him calling TO hei
through the darkness, and felt his armr
gropc for her.
ITS all right, dear" he said has.
lily. Davies has probably got tnn
gled up with the diving rudders. It's g
bit stlT for him to handle. alone. /.
doesn't mean anything particular"
! But Ida could read the fear in his
voice, and she knew that 1t meant ev.
erything. The diving apparatus had,
in fact, jammed when the T55 ground
ed upon the beach. and the rudder had
become twisted. Under Davies hands
1t had been released, and had worked
In the wrong direction.
With her bow pointing downward
ut IN angle Of 80 degrees. The F55
sank until her nose dug into the ooze
300 feet beneath the surface, into the
cup-shaped crater OF the submarine
peak.
Then, slowly settling under the
weight Of the water, the stern fol-
lowed, and the little craft remained
submerged on the scaled. Darkness
covered her. The inmates felt their
eardrums throb under the pressure.
At the first indication Of danger
Clouts had contrived to shut Off the
petrol engines. That alone prevented
an explosion when the sea rushed
through the sfs escape hatch.
Fortunately, The after part Of the
ship remained above the surface for
Il few moments after the bow went
under, and only a couple of sweeping
seas came In. Short as the period Of
respite was, 1t enabled Donald and
Clouts to grasp the batch and replace
it. They fought in a deluge Of water
that swept them from their feet md
dashed them, half stuhsed, against the
walls of the engine room. But they
got the hatch into place.
Clouts came In, and presently la
vles joined them. He began to STAN
mer b~rokenly, but Donald laid his hand
in kindly fashion on the lads shoulder.
"You are not to blame, Davies" he
said. ut was my own fault for try
ing to run the old boat instead of
putting you all ashore. No doubt the
yertical-rudder blades are bent and
fouled the rocks. Now we've got to
think, and harder than we have ever
thought before"
"We amt a-going to drown like rats
in traps, sir" said Sam ClOuts hear
tily.
mot If | know it, Clouts," Donald
returned. "Now, first, it isn't possible
to adjust the rudder, and we can't
rise without it. That's self-evident. ]
think. We are comparatively safe for
some time to come, because we have
just taken on a supply of natural air,
and we haven't opened the air-lasks
yet. But, Of course, 1t means only
two days respite"
"If l might say so, sir" said Clouts,
ut means that we must put on tho
diving suits"
you're right" answered Donald.
I'VE aren't in q hopeless position ly
any means If we manage to keep our
heads. Miss Kennedy, we'll get you
out of here in a jiffy If you don't mind
getting your feet wet.
"You see" he continued, In explana-
ton, "fortunately-very fortunately
for us-we have the new Siebert div
ing apparatus aboard, which was to
have been used for q special purpose
in connection with our work for the
government"
"One moment, sir" said Davies,
"llave you a match?"
Donald handed him one of the few
that remained. Davies struck it,
looked ut the depth meter, and whistled
eXprcssivcly.
1.-TWO hundred and eighty feet, sir"
he said in n low tone.
"YcS, that was about what | imag-
ined," replied Donald. at is about as
much as the old F55 would stand with
out buckling."
"But two hundred Is the extreme
limit Of deep-Sea diving, sir" Davier
protested.
"The Siebert apparatus is especially
devised for going deeper than that
returned Donald. "In fact, Slebert
himself went down to six hundred,
though he was all in when he came up.
You see, Davies, the new factor in the
Sichert dress Is that it has a compen-
sating pressure. l didn't specialize on
1t, but l understand it is a sort of
Internal oxygen arrangement. com.
pressed, which partly neutralizes the
pressure outside. 1t has enough com
pressed oxygen to last six hours.
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