Now when a U-boat, or any other kind of a power vessel, gets within a
certain range of the chaser the hum of the machinery in her sets the
hull into vibration and you can hear it in the receivers. So, you see,
whether a U-boat is afloat or submerged it is pretty hard for her to
escape the eternal vigilance of the chaser.
We had received word by wireless that a U-boat had been sighted about a
hundred miles off the coast and that she was one of gigantic size. We
swept our area with great zeal, the lookouts in the crow’s nest being
changed every two hours; the gunners were at their guns ready for
instant action and John Paul Jones Boggs, the other operator and I took
turn about listening-in.
I don’t want to brag about myself but I found out a long time ago when I
was a kid operator back home that I had a more sensitive ear than any of
the other fellows, that is, I could differentiate dots and dashes and
take down messages that they could only get as a jumble of signals.
Later on I began to experiment with head-phones and tried out every make
I could get hold of in order to find one that was particularly sensitive
and especially suited to my ear.
When I was chief wireless operator on the _Andalusian_ I met operators
from all over the world. Once when I was in London I scraped up an
acquaintance with a young Swede and he had about half-a-dozen pairs of
head-phones that he had picked up in different countries. Telephone
receivers for wireless work are like violins in that no two of them are
alike and you can’t tell by their appearance what they are really worth;
like violins, too, telephone receivers improve with age provided the
magnets are made of the right kind of steel and properly tempered.
One of the pairs of head-phones this Swede operator showed me was made
in Sweden by the _Ericsson Telephone Manufacturing Company_, and it was
by far the most sensitive phone I had ever used. I bought the pair off
him for a _sovereign_ but they are worth their weight in gold. With this
pair of Ericsson’s on my head I was listening-in for all I was worth. I
kept this up intermittently for about 6 hours when I was rewarded by
hearing the faint whirring sound of a propeller. I reported it to my
commander and he said it was a U-boat all right.
He had our engine stopped so that I could hear her to the best
advantage. The sound of her machinery through the water got a little
louder and then stopped entirely and we guessed that she was resting.
Not to be fooled we stuck right to our posts another five hours but
there was nary a sound from her.
Then the lookout in the crow’s-nest telephoned down that he had sighted
the periscope of a U-boat. Did you ever see a field of race horses just
before the signal was given them to start? Well, every man-jack of us
felt just as high strung and spirited only we didn’t show it. The
commander ordered me to signal all the other U-boat chasers of our
squadron to join us.
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