Radio Boys in the Secret Service; Or, Cast Away on an Iceberg

“You’re a pretty smart boy,” said Watson appreciatively. “But I’m not half so much interested in how and where you got your information as I am in the question as to what bearin...

Presently a few more of the castaways arrived at the top of the stairway and the rest of the men were either on their way up or were hastening toward the steps of ice. They asce...

The Jetta was built for both speed and rough weather. She was fifty feet long, and her other proportions carried with them lines of beauty and grace, as well as “a good pair of...

Mrs. Burton, also awakened by the alarm, was out of bed almost as soon as her son. The latter threw open the door between their rooms and called out to his mother, who replied t...

Only one more fish was caught that day, and this second one was only a seven-pounder. However, everybody had a taste, and the bones and other refuse were saved for fuel.

He and Tony had been enterprisingly industrious during Guy’s absence. Tony had made a diligent study of wireless telegraphy and was already showing promise of early proficiency,...

Guy made mental note of one peculiarity in Mr. Gunseyt; the tone of his voice was slightly strained, and the fluency of his speech seemed to have been accomplished after long pr...

Few moments in any boy’s career have been more dreadfully thrilling than those immediately following Walter’s catching of the first distress message from the Herculanea. That th...

There was nothing for Guy and Artie to do but obey. The highwayman spoke and acted as if he meant business. He flashed a strong pocket electric light, illuminating the fog aroun...

He led the way into the cafe, whose entrance was near the shelter. Inside, however, he stopped short with a look of disgust and said in a low tone to Glennon:

Smithers did not allow his acquaintance with Guy Burton to wax cold during the latter’s stay in London. He was diligent in his efforts to make himself agreeable to the young Ame...

The raft was quickly drawn up to a safe position on the “ice shore” and the castaways retreated still farther from the water’s edge in order to keep well out of reach of the hea...

Two more weeks elapsed, and Guy was authorized by the specialist to “throw away” his glasses. This he did joyfully, for now he would be able to see something of London in its na...

“After the last two boiler explosions, I jumped into the sea with hundreds of others. There were several rafts floating about, and I managed to get on this one with half a dozen...

Next morning Guy went to Captain Harding and told him of the visit of Watson and the protest he had made. The master of the ship looked at the boy with a smile, half of concern,...

On hearing her son’s story, Mrs. Burton hastened to her stateroom, entering with Guy through his room. But nothing of hers appeared to have been stolen. However, she was certain...

“Yes, Gunseyt is a smuggler; so is Smithers and so is Pickett. We’ve been on their trail a long time, but couldn’t get the goods on them; and now after they were almost in my gr...

As they reached the foot of the steps, Guy heard a noise behind him and turned to behold a new surprise. Several other men, including the professor and Carl, also were coming down.

Guy forgot all about his poor eyesight, except to regret occasionally that he was forced to take his first view of that great city through colored glasses. The Old World had bee...

“Good-by and good luck, Guy,” said Walter Burton as his twin brother, with small traveling bag in one hand and amber glasses protecting his supersensitive eyes, was about to ste...

In ten minutes the Jetta was alongside the Atlantic liner, Manhattan, and an officer descended into the yacht to make an inspection. A glance satisfied him, and he gave orders f...

Affairs were bad enough on board the Herculanea, but not quite so bad as the cry of the terror-stricken passenger would seem to indicate. Although she was steadily sinking lower...

Apparently the visitor had no suspicion of the presence of anyone else on the yacht. He did not look into the place where the boys lay. He moved straight ahead as if bound for a...

The trip to New York was begun early in the morning in order that they might reach their sailing point before dark. To Guy this part of the journey was monotonous, as he could n...

Walter Burton missed his brother for many reasons during the latter’s absence. Guy was always a good companion. Out of school, Walter scarcely knew what to do with himself. Here...