The Boy Scouts of the Life Saving Crew

“We’re almost there now,” said Alec Sands as he steered the big touring car around a curve in the road and out upon a long stretch of hard, smooth, well-oiled clay. “Unless I’m...

As they approached the village, which was located on a broad triangle of land slightly higher than the surrounding expanses, they noticed a little wharf along one side, and clos...

Red Key, on which the Life Saving Station stood, was virtually an island, half sand, half coral reef. It was about one-quarter of a mile in length, very irregular in its general...

The next morning was dull and foggy with a suspicion of a wet drizzle in the air. Nevertheless, the boys were up early, filled with eager anticipation of the good times in store...

On the whole, the boys were enthusiastic about their cruise at the end of the first week. After camping again for a day or two on Palm Island, they sailed idly among innumerable...

The man obeyed promptly. While he was speaking, Alec had slackened his hold with his legs, and the engineer lost not a minute in catching his ankles in a firm grip. The next mom...

For the next few minutes the _Arrow_ ran so much risk of having the sails blown off or the mast broken, that all rejoicing over the capture of the two big tarpon was banished by...

When Norton returned to Key West, five days later, he found the boys still there, their number increased by a new arrival, who was none other than Mark Anderson, Captain Bowling...

Then the surfmen trudged off in opposite directions, following the line of the wave-beaten strand, each carrying on his back a recording clock in a leather case, several candle-...

Within half an hour the mysterious trail of smoke along the keys was obliterated, although it was not far in advance of the _Arrow’s_ course. Even before the boys had ceased to...

Ruth’s spirits, considering the shock and excitement which she had experienced scarcely an hour ago, seemed to have risen wonderfully. And somehow her light-hearted gaiety was s...

“It’s lucky we went across to the mainland last week for a fresh supply o’ provisions,” remarked Larry Flynn at breakfast that morning. “I’m as hungry as a tinker’s goat, and th...

To load the surfboat with the crew of the luckless vessel, when there was none too much room for the oarsmen, and then to encounter the heavy surf, would have shown great lack o...

Though the crew of the vessel was saved, the surfmen’s work was not yet over. The breeches-buoy had to be disentangled from the broken mast, spars and ropes, and the other appar...

In spite of Keeper Bowling’s light words, inwardly he shared his assistant’s anxiety and keen sense of responsibility. His calm, easy manner was assumed chiefly that his other m...

Chester nodded. The others, guessing that he was trying to “draw out” the lighthouse-keeper into a recital of bygone adventures, drew closer around the table or sat in attitudes...