THE OCEAN WIRELESS BOYS AND THE LOST LINER

CONTENTS

CHAPTER I—AT SEA ONCE MORE
CHAPTER II—WIRELESS CONVERSATIONS
CHAPTER III—A STRANGE REQUEST
CHAPTER IV—A PECULIAR COINCIDENCE
CHAPTER V—THE INTERRUPTED MESSAGE
CHAPTER VI—A DARING FEAT
CHAPTER VII—QUARTERMASTER SCHULTZ VOLUNTEERS
CHAPTER VIII—SAFE ONCE MORE
CHAPTER IX—THE MIDNIGHT INTRUDER
CHAPTER X—A MESSAGE IN SECRET CODE
CHAPTER XI—WHAT SAM HEARD
CHAPTER XII—A SUDDEN ALARM
CHAPTER XIII—A DOSE OF SLEEPING POWDER
CHAPTER XIV—THE WINKING EYE
CHAPTER XV—SECRET SIGNALS AT DAWN
CHAPTER XVI—S. O. S.
CHAPTER XVII—A DERELICT OF THE SKIES
CHAPTER XVIII—A LEAP FOR A LIFE
CHAPTER XIX—A CALL IN THE NIGHT
CHAPTER XX—TO THE RESCUE
CHAPTER XXI—A TALE OF THE SEA
CHAPTER XXII—A DECOY MESSAGE
CHAPTER XXIII—FALSE FRIENDSHIP
CHAPTER XXIV—KIDNAPPED
CHAPTER XXV—SAM, A TRUE FRIEND
CHAPTER XXVI—A WICKED PLAN
CHAPTER XXVII—IN THE LION’S MOUTH
CHAPTER XXVIII—A CLIMB FOR LIFE
CHAPTER XXIX—FREEDOM ONCE MORE
CHAPTER XXX—IN SEARCH FOR A CLEW
CHAPTER XXXI—LOOK FOR A WHITE HORSE
CHAPTER XXXII—A BOLD ROBBERY
CHAPTER XXXIII—JARROLD AGAIN
CHAPTER XXXIV—BAD NEWS FOR THE COLONEL
CHAPTER XXXV—JARROLD GETS FRANTIC
CHAPTER XXXVI—ADRIFT
CHAPTER XXXVII—THE IRONY OF FATE
CHAPTER XXXVIII—A BOLT FROM THE BLUE
CHAPTER XXXIX—JACK’S RADIO
CHAPTER XL—THE ANSWER TO THE WIRELESS CALL




CHAPTER I

AT SEA ONCE MORE


The West Indian liner, _Tropic Queen_, one of the great vessels owned by
the big shipping combine at whose head was Jacob Jukes, the New York
millionaire, was plunging southward through a rolling green sea about
two hundred miles to the east of Hatteras. It was evening and the bugle
had just sounded for dinner.

The decks were, therefore, deserted; the long rows of lounging chairs
were vacant, while the passengers, many of them tourists on pleasure
bent, were below in the dining saloon appeasing the keen appetites
engendered by the brisk wind that was blowing off shore.

In a small steel structure perched high on the boat deck, between the
two funnels of the _Tropic Queen_, sat a bright-faced lad reading
intently a text-book on Wireless Telegraphy. Although not much more than
a schoolboy, he was assistant wireless man of the _Queen_. His name was
Sam Smalley, and he had obtained his position on the ship—the crack
vessel of the West Indies and Panama line—through his chum, Jack Ready,
head operator of the craft.

To readers of the first volume of this series, “The Ocean Wireless Boys
on the Atlantic,” Jack Ready needs no introduction.

Here he comes into the wireless room where his assistant sits reading in
front of the gleaming instruments and great coherers. Jack has been off
watch, lying down and taking a nap in the small sleeping cabin that,
equipped with two berths, opens off the wireless room proper, thus
dividing the steel structure into two parts.