The Boy Allies with the Terror of the Seas; Or, The Last Shot of Submarine D-16Hayes, Clair W. (Clair Wallace)
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The Boy Allies with the Terror of the Seas; Or, The Last Shot of Submarine D-16
Hayes, Clair W. (Clair Wallace)
World War, 1914-1918 -- Juvenile fiction
"Mon Dieu! I envy you," said the old admiral. "Here I sit with nothing
to do while you have all the fun."
"And what was it you said about young blood?" asked Lord Hastings with a
laugh.
The admiral smiled.
"Oh, well," he said. "We sailors never grow old."
The two old friends shook hands affectionately, and Lord Hastings took
his leave.
All was quiet on the submarine when he went on board, and he turned in
at once. Not a man aboard the D-16 that night but slept a well-earned
sleep, for the chase of the Austrian submarine, while not so long in
itself, had, nevertheless, sapped the energy of all. The strain under
which they worked--never knowing when a torpedo would send them all to
their deaths--was tremendous.
All were up bright and early the following morning, however, and shortly
after 7 o'clock the D-16 got under way. As she swung round and pointed
her nose toward the Mediterranean there was a booming of guns from every
ship of the French fleet and a cheer from the crews, for word of what
the submarine had accomplished had spread rapidly, and officers and men
alike joined in a parting ovation.
Through the Adriatic and into the Mediterranean went the British
submarine D-16, speeding rapidly upon the surface of the water. Then she
turned her head toward the east and Lord Hastings laid a course that,
barring accidents, would quickly bring her to the entrance of the
Dardanelles, where the allied fleet was still shelling the Turkish
fortifications.
As they sped swiftly along, they talked of the war, of past adventures,
of what lay in store for each in the future, and of many other things.
"And so Russia is to be given Constantinople," said Frank.
"Why not?" asked Jack.
"Why, no reason," replied Frank, "except that England has, heretofore,
always opposed Russia's obtaining an outlet into the Mediterranean."
"War makes strange bedfellows," said Lord Hastings sententiously.
"It does," agreed Jack, "as is evidenced by the alliance of Germany and
Turkey."
"How about England and Japan?" asked Frank.
"Oh," said Jack, "that's different."
"In what way?"
"Well, the Japanese are civilized. You can't say so much for the Turk.
Besides, England's and Japan's interests in the far east are so closely
allied that an alliance is not to be wondered at."
"Well, here is something I want to know," said Frank. "If Japan were to
go to war with the United States, what would England do? Help her?"
"Why, no," said Jack. "Of course not."
"But the alliance?"
"In that event," said Lord Hastings slowly, "the alliance would be put
aside. It is as though a man, who had formed an alliance with another,
were asked to work against his own son or daughter. He wouldn't do it,
and America is a child of England, after all."
"Well," said Frank, "I have heard many theories advanced. I just wanted
to know yours."
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