“You mean that eagle?” Gordon asked him. “What do you mean eagle? I’m talking about that plane out there.” “Which happens to be an eagle. No it isn’t either. It is a plane sure enough.” “I told you that in the first place. And what’s more it’s a bi-plane.” “Wonder who it is,” Rogers mused. “Hope it isn’t anyone coming to see us.” “Say,” Bill cried a minute later, “he’s having trouble of some sort.” “You bet he is. He’s lost control,” Gordon cried pointing toward the distant plane. “And what’s more, he’s falling,” Rogers added. They could now see that the plane had gone into a tailspin and was falling rapidly. “Funny he doesn’t straighten out,” Bill gasped. “Can’t, probably,” Gordon told him. “Gee, but it’s too bad,” Rogers groaned. But just then they saw a tiny speck leave the plane and a moment later a parachute opened just as the plane struck the water. “He’ll probably be drowned,” Gordon said. But Bill was already racing back toward the camp as fast as he could run. “He’s going out in the Albatross,” Gordon declared and started back to join him. By the time Gordon had reached camp closely followed by Rogers, Bill had the cells in place and was climbing over the side of the cockpit. “Here, I’m going with you,” he shouted. “Make it snappy then,” Bill ordered. “How about me?” Rogers asked. “Make too much weight,” Bill told him. “I guess you’re right, but I hate to have you go without me.” “Don’t worry about us, we’ll be all right,” Bill assured him as he started the motor. “Don’t take any chances that you can help,” Rogers called after them as the plane rose from the ground. Gordon waved his hand in answer and a moment later Bill started the forward propeller. Rogers watched them as the plane started for the ocean and then he too started in the same direction. “If anything happens to those two boys I’ll never forgive myself,” he muttered as he ran. “See anything?” Bill asked as the plane swept out over the water. “Not yet,” Gordon told him as he scanned the water through the glass. “You’ll have to look sharp I guess. I imagine the plane is at the bottom before this and I don’t know whether the parachute will stay on top the water or not. Most likely he’s swimming around somewhere if he can swim.” “And he’ll make a pretty small mark to find.” “Right, so strain those eyes for all they’re worth and don’t miss a thing.” “That’s what I’m doing. But you’re going too far to the right, unless I’m away off.” “Think so?” “I know it. Quick, to the left.” “See him?” “I think so. Now you’re going right, but get down a bit lower.” “How about it?” Bill asked a moment later after he had brought the plane down to within a hundred feet of the water. “It was a seal,” Gordon told him. “Sure?” “Of course I——no it isn’t either. There he is right ahead of us.” Another moment and the plane was hovering over the swimmer who had now seen them and waved feebly. “He’s about all in,” Gordon declared. “Get down, quick.”