THE U-BOATS APPEAR
Three weeks passed and Jack and Frank were still in Washington.
Immediately after delivering his messages to Secretary Daniels, Jack got
in touch with the British Admiralty wireless and asked for instructions.
When the reply came it was signed Lord Hastings and said merely:
"Stay where you are pending further orders."
And after three weeks no word had come.
Several times during the three weeks Jack and Frank, or one of the lads at
a time, had returned to Newport News to look to the needs of the Essex,
which still lay quietly in the James river. Steam was kept up in the
destroyer every moment of the day, and she was ready to put to sea on an
instant's notice.
"Chances are when we need her it will be in a hurry," said Jack.
Therefore nothing was overlooked that would enable the destroyer to go
into action on a moment's notice. Provisions were added to the stores from
time to time, and the crew were put through their drills daily.
Meanwhile, from what Jack and Frank learned from the British ambassador,
no steps had been taken to prepare for a possible German attack on
shipping in American waters. True, the coast defenses had been
strengthened, but that was merely a matter of routine for a country at
war.
Off the coast, warships were on patrol. But there were comparatively few
of these, for the bulk of the American fleet had been sent abroad to
reinforce the British grand fleet patroling the North Sea.
Jack and Frank discussed these matters frequently.
"It would be a great time for the Germans to strike," said Jack one
evening, as the lads sat in their rooms at the hotel. "The American people
don't seem to realize the possibilities of the submarine."
"That's true," said Frank, "but at the same time such an attack might
prove a boomerang to the Germans."
"What do you mean?"
"Why," said Frank, "you haven't forgotten, have you, that it took a number
of air raids on England to fully arouse the British people to the fact
that the Germans must be licked?"
"That's true enough," agreed Jack. "The Germans, of course, figured that
they would frighten England and scare her out of the war."
"Exactly, and the result was altogether different from what they had
anticipated. That's why I say submarine activities off the American coast
will prove a boomerang to the foe."
"I see," commented Jack. "You mean it would arouse the American people to
the necessity of prompt action."
"Exactly."
"Well," said Jack, "it begins to look as though Lord Hastings were wrong.
We've been here three weeks now and nothing has transpired to indicate
that the Germans are meditating a submarine raid in American waters."
"You don't expect them to tip the Washington government off in advance, do
you?" asked Frank with a laugh.
"Hardly; but it would seem that if such a campaign had been planned it
would have been started before this."
"It wouldn't surprise me," said Frank, "to get a flash any day that a ship
had been submarined off the American coast."
Came a rap at the door.
"Come in," Frank called.
A bell boy entered. He held a tray in his hand and on the tray was a
cablegram.
"From Lord Hastings, I suppose," said Frank, taking the message and
passing it to Jack.
Jack broke the seal, spread out the paper. The message, in code, was this:
"Authentic information flotilla submarines headed for America.
Warn Navy Department at once."
Jack sprang to the telephone and got the British embassy on the wire.
"The ambassador, quick!" he said to the voice that answered his call.
There was a short pause, and then Jack recognized the ambassador's voice.
"I've just had a wireless from Lord Hastings relative to the matter which
we discussed with Secretary Daniels several weeks ago," he explained. "Can
you arrange another interview immediately?"
"I'll see," said the ambassador and rang off.
The telephone in the lads' room jangled sharply ten minutes later. Jack
sprang to the wire.
"Yes," he said in response to a query. "Ten o'clock? You'll call for us?
Very well."
He replaced the receiver and turned to Frank.
"We will see Secretary Daniels in his office at ten," he said. He looked
at his watch. "Hurry and dress. It's after nine now. The ambassador should
be here in fifteen minutes."
The lads jumped into their clothes, then went downstairs, where they
awaited the arrival of the ambassador. The latter arrived ten minutes
before ten o'clock, and the three were driven to the War and Navy
building. Secretary Daniels received them at once.
"I understand that you come on a very important matter," he said. "Pray,
what is it, gentlemen?"
For answer Jack laid before the American naval secretary the decoded
message from Lord Hastings. The secretary read it, then looked up.
"Well?" he asked.
"Why, sir," said Jack, "Lord Hastings simply wishes you to take all
precautions to prevent sinking of vessels by submarines in American
waters."
Secretary Daniels smiled.
"I don't know what we can do that has not already been done," he replied.
"The off-coast waters are mined, and American warships are patroling the
regular channels of navigation."
"All that may be true, sir," said Jack, "but these submarines are slippery
customers, as I have reason to know. It would be well to take even further
precautions."
"And what would you suggest?" asked Secretary Daniels.
"Why, sir," said Jack, "I'd suggest cancelling sailing orders of all
transports temporarily, at least until such time as I felt sure they could
go in safety. Then I'd flash a warning broadcast to all vessels within
reach of the wireless to be on the lookout for enemy submarines. I'd rush
every available submarine chaser in the Atlantic ports beyond the mine
fields and I would order a destroyer as protection for every vessel known
to be inward bound."
Secretary Daniels smiled.
"You wouldn't overlook anything, would you, Captain?"
"I certainly would not," said Jack firmly.
"Very well, then," said Secretary Daniels. "I'll set your mind at rest.
Your suggestions shall be followed out. I'll give the necessary directions
the first thing in the morning."
"In the morning, sir?" repeated Jack. "The morning may be too late."
"Oh, I guess not," Secretary Daniels smiled. "It has been three weeks or
more since your first warning and nothing has happened. I guess we can
safely depend upon being let alone a few hours after the second warning."
Jack was about to protest, thought better of it and said simply:
"Very well, sir."
A moment later the lads took their departure with the ambassador. In the
seclusion of the latter's automobile, Jack said:
"I can't see how the secretary dares let time slip by like that."
"Never mind," said the ambassador, "you'll find in a day or two that
Secretary Daniels knows what he's doing. Don't make any mistake about him.
He's a capable man."
"I have no doubt of that, sir," replied Jack. "But if he had seen three
years of war, as we have, he would never delay. Besides, he doesn't know
these German submarines as well as I do. Neither do any of the Americans."
"Oh, yes they do," declared Frank.
"They do, eh?" exclaimed Jack. "Well, I'd like to know the name of one of
them."
"His name," said Frank, "is Lieutenant Chadwick, and I think he knows just
about as much about the U-Boats as you do; and he agrees with your ideas
perfectly."
Jack smiled.
"That's right," he said. "I had forgotten you were a native of this land.
Well, here's hoping nothing happens before Secretary Daniels takes all
necessary precautions."
The British ambassador left the lads at their hotel, and they returned at
once to their rooms, where for several hours they discussed the situation.
"There is no use talking about it," said Frank at last. "Let's go to bed."
They undressed.
Just before extinguishing the light, as was his custom, Frank raised the
window. As he looked out he saw below a crowd of excited men and women
moving about the street.
"Hey, Jack!" he called. "Come here."
Jack joined him at the window.
"Now what's up, do you suppose?" asked Frank.
"Too deep for me," declared Jack, "but something surely. Let's go down and
find out."
Hurriedly they slipped back into their clothes, and went down stairs. They
stepped out of the hotel and mingled with the people on the streets, quite
a crowd for Washington at that hour of the night.
The stream of people led toward Eleventh and Pennsylvania avenue, where a
larger crowd was gathered in front of a bulletin board in the window of a
newspaper office.
"Big news of some kind," said Jack as they hurried along.
"And not good news, either," Frank declared. "There'd be some cheering if
it were."
"You're right," said Jack.
By main force they wormed their way through the crowd, until they were
close enough to read the bulletin board. Then Jack uttered an exclamation
of alarm.
"I knew it!" he cried.
For what he read was this:
"Navy Department announces sinking of two freight vessels off New Jersey
coast by German submarines."
"I knew it!" Jack said again.