"When you"ve found out what they can do, Mr. Owen," replied Pollard.
"I believe you"ll be rather pleased with them. They"re hired only on trial, you understand."
"I can tell whether we want "em before we start work," grunted the foreman. With that he began to fire all manner of machine-shop questions at both boys. Yet Jack and Hal, paying respectful heed, answered in a way that showed them to be quite well informed about this cla.s.s of work.
"They won"t do Mr. Pollard--won"t do at all," announced Foreman Owen, turning to the inventor. "I know their kind. They"re glib talkers, and all that, but they belong to the know-it-all cla.s.s of boys. I"ve had a lot of experience with that kind of "prentices, and I don"t want "em bothering our work here. So I say, sir, the only thing for you to do is to send them about their business."
Foreman Owen spoke as though that settled the matter. Jack Benson and Hal Hastings felt their hopes oozing.
"I"ve told the boys they shall have a chance Mr. Owen," replied Pollard quietly, yet in a tone of authority. "So of course my word must be kept with them."
"But I"m the foreman," exclaimed Joshua Owen, irritably, "and I"m supposed to--"
"Exactly," interposed David Pollard. "You"re supposed to obey all instructions from your superiors here, and to give your advice when it"s wanted. I have much at stake in the success of this boat, and when I find what looks like good material for our working crew I"m going to try out that material."
"But I don"t want to be bothered with boys, like these young fellows,"
retorted the foreman, angrily. "This is no job for amateurs!"
"The boys remain until they"ve been well tried out," retorted Pollard, firmly. "If they can"t do our kind of work, then of course we"ll let them go."
"I"ll speak to Mr. Farnum about this business," muttered Foreman Owen, turning on his heel. Three other workmen had arrived during this talk.
Now, at the order from Owen all climbed the ladder to the platform deck, thence disappearing through the manhole. Electric light was turned on inside the hull by the time that Jack and Hal appeared at the manhole opening.
Owen looked upward, from the floor of the boat, to scowl at them, but, as Mr. Pollard was right behind them, the foreman said nothing at that moment.
Last of all came Dan Jaggers. As he caught sight of the two newcomers he shot at them a look full of hate.
"I thought ye said those fellers couldn"t work here," he muttered to his uncle.
"Keep quiet and watch out," whispered Joshua Owen. "They"re not going to work here. I"ll fix that!"
CHAPTER III
JOSH OWEN STARTS TROUBLE
"Knock off!"
As the deafening din of hammers lessened David Pollard shouted that order through a megaphone.
Confined in a limited s.p.a.ce, inside that bull of steel, the clatter, which outdoors would have been barely noticed, was something infernal in volume and sharpness. Human ear-drums could not stand it for any very great length of time.
By this time Jack Benson and Hal Hastings had had a good chance to see exactly what the interior of a submarine torpedo boat was like.
A level floor extended throughout the entire length of the "Pollard."
Below this floor, reached by hatchways, were various small compartments for storage. Under the level of this floor, too, were the "water tanks."
These were tanks that, when the craft lay or moved on the surface of the ocean, were to contain only air. Whenever it was desired to sink the torpedo boat, valves operated from the central room of the boat could be opened so that the water tanks would fill, and the weight of the water would sink the boat. In diving, the forward tanks could be filled first, and then, when the desired depth was reached, the other tanks could be filled entirely, or partly, in such a way as to control depth and position.
With the boat below the surface, and the commander wishing to return to the surface, compressed air could be forced into the water tanks, expelling all the water in them, or a part of the water, if preferred.
The valves would then operate to keep more water from entering.
On the surface the "Pollard" was intended to be run by a powerful six-cylinder gasoline engine. When below the surface the boat was to be propelled by electric power supplied from storage batteries. Below the waves the gasoline engine could not be used, as such an engine consumes air and also creates bad vapors.
On the morning when our two young friends went to work the electrical engine was fully installed, and had been tested. The gasoline engine was in place, but the fittings had yet to be finished. In the course of this latter work the necessary connections were to be made between gasoline engine and dynamo.
The many strong-walled receivers for compressed air had been placed, and were now being more securely fitted and connected by the workmen.
The final work on the compressed air apparatus was yet to be done by a special crew of workmen who were soon to come down from New York. A powerful, compact plant for compressing air was a part of this outfit.
Right up in the bow of the "Pollard" was the tube through which a Whitehead torpedo, fourteen feet in length, could be started on its destructive journey by means of compressed air force. One torpedo was to be carried in the tube, six others in special lockers on either side.
Back of the torpedo room was the rather cramped engine room in which were the gasoline and electric motors, other machinery and work-benches.
Then came the central cabin, some twenty feet long and about ten feet wide. Here was a table, while the seats at the side could be arranged also as berths. Out of the cabin, aft, led a narrow pa.s.sageway. Off this, on either side, were a narrow galley, cupboards, ice-box and toilet room. Nearer the stern were two compact state-rooms, one intended for two "line" or "deck" officers, the other for two engineer officers. There were other features about the "Pollard" that will be described as need arises.
For more than an hour the entire gang had been at work, though Joshua Owen had seen to it that Jack and Hal had nothing more to do than lift or hold heavy articles, fetch tools, etc. Still both boys stood this good-humoredly, paying strict attention to orders. David Pollard, watching them at times, and guessing how they might feel under such treatment, found his good opinion of the two newcomers still rising.
Stopping their work, when the order came, the workmen lighted their pipes. Jack and Hal, not liking the clouds of tobacco smoke, ran up the spiral staircase to the manhole, stepping, out upon the platform.
As they did so they encountered a man of about thirty years of age who had just reached the platform deck from the shed flooring.
"Hullo, what are you two doing here?" questioned the new arrival, looking the boys over keenly.
"Are you Mr. Farnum?" asked Benson.
"Yes. Well?"
"Mr. Pollard put us to work here, Mr. Farnum."
"Oh! That"s all right, then," replied the owner of the yard, amiably, and entered the conning tower.
"Tumble down here, you two lazy young roustabouts!" sounded Owen"s voice a few minutes later.
"We seem to have made a hit with our foreman, don"t we?" chuckled Jack to his chum.
"Mr. Owen," Pollard was saying to the foreman, as the boys rejoined the crew below, "we can"t stand the ringing of hammers all the time, so, for the next job, I think you"d better fit some of the feed pipes connecting the gasoline tanks with the motor."
"All right, sir," replied Josh Owen, briefly. He turned to order Jaggers and O"brien to bring forward one of the longer pieces of feed pipe. This the foreman helped to fit in place.
"Mr. Pollard," reported Owen, soon, "this pipe is a small botch on the part of the contractor."
"What"s wrong" asked the inventor, quickly, springing forward and bending over to examine.
"The pipe is about a half inch too long," replied Owen.
"But one of the superintendent"s men over at the machine shop can cut it to fit?" asked the inventor, looking uneasy.
"Oh, he can cut it all right, but there"s the new thread to be cut, too," explained the foreman, pointing. "I"m sorry, sir, but if you want a good job, without any danger of botch, you"ll have to wire the contractors to rush a new pipe, cut exactly to the specifications."