The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1918-03-28

A few moments later they emerged
upon the drying deck of the D55. She
was back In her old position upon the
shelving beach. at the very edge of the
waves. The moon, which rode high
in the sky, was already paling before
the increasing luster of the dawn.
"Where's Clouts7" asked Donald
suddenly.
isn't he below?" queried Davies.
Donald raised his voice and shouted
He ran below, calling for Clouts. But
there came no answer. II soon became
evident that Clouts was not on the
submarine.
Good Lord !" said Donald.
1t occurred to Aim then that he had
told Clouts to lock at the rudder. but
he had never supposed that the man
would be able to adjust 1t. Had he
forgotten, gone back to adjust 1t, and
failed to return?
He took couple of revolvers and
gave one of them to Davies. They
went ashore. The firm rocks under
foot seemed the most delicious part Of
their strange fortune, and gave reality
to what was still hardly more than a
dream.
They knew that there was no danger
of attack in the moonlight. Neverthe-
less, they remained near the boat. And
each of them called for Clouts. firing
his revolver, and listening for any re-
sponse.
But there was no response. 1t was
evident that, for some reason un-
known, Clouts had gone into the sea.
They went to cave and began to
make quick examination of 1t. In
the midst of this work a whirring
sound came to their ears. 1t was that
of gas engine.
Looking over the rocks, they saw a
man in n large motorboat hurrying
round the promontory. Donald hailed
him with a yell. There came no an
swer, but the boat continued to make
toward them.
The man in the boat raised his head.
It was MacBeard. He stopped the en-
gine and lay to, about couple of hun.
dred yards away. He drew hand
kerchief from his pocket and waved 1t.
"The d-n roguev muttered 'Da-
vies, raising his revolver.
1t was indeed Professor MacBtpicd.
And he appeared distressed. At least
he flew the distress, or parley, signal,
and his movements seemed altogether
more agitated, and his demeanor less
bland than on the preceding after
noon.
Whatever his nocturnal work had
been, II seemed to have been cut short
Jy the dawn, which had driven the
monsters to seek shelter in the ocean
depths. He seemed to have come from
the other side of the island.
"Truce!" he seemed to shout, al
though the sound, echoing from rock
to rock. was not clearly audible.
"Truce" He waved the handkerchief
frantically.
Donald and Davies fired together.
They saw the bullets strike the water.
MacBeard crouched down behind the
engine. There could be no parleyinG
with such as he.
They emptied their weapons In their
fury. MacBeard was just out OF
| tiit thEiht ubuih
and came to a halt fifty yards farther
at sea.
Truce! I want to speak to you,'
he yelled.
They aimed their empty revolvers
MacBeard started for safety. His
boat disappeared round distant poin'
OF the island.
"The devil!" said Donald. Then h;
turned to Davies.
EVEN teke on supplies, at any rate,
he said. "One thing Is sure: thos'
devils might raise the submarine bu
a they can never sink her, once the tank!
are blown"
"They were blown when we sub
0 merged, SIR" answered the MILDLY
e "The detected rudder kept us down
e But we can't go down unless we tr!
to start her"
e Miss Kennedy" Donald called t.
= Ida, who had disappeared within tn,
0 cave.
4 She did not answer him, and tn
$ two men approached to summon her
But lust within the cave they sav
: something that revived for momen
: the old horrors which they ha,
I escaped. They were two human skele
{ tons. with fragments Of clothing nea
Il them. Donald stopped and picked VI
morsel.
u "Khaki - government khakiw h
said. "I wonder who"
But the explanation became too oh
n vious when, projecting from behind
rock near by, they saw the wing OF a
" airplane. The missing aviators ha
: been found. And the manner Of thei
o death was only too clear. They mus
II have been seized. while sleeping, b
I the sea devils.
The airplane, which was Of tn
. hydroplane type, had evidently bee