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Show Confessions of' I A War Bride CHAPTER LXIV. We Are Shaken by a Depth lml and Once again that morning- death snatched at me and missed. Th da-troyer da-troyer had picked up the ecent Ilka a thoroughbred. I Judged, for Bremer's anxiety Increased whenever ha ventured to thrust up the periscope. Finally he ceaeed to uae It. end from that fart I reasoned ihat,aTfhoua-h the morning was gray and the mist wee clinging to the water, ther pursusr wm draw I us danger ously near. The U-boat's ears Cite listening ap-parmtue) ap-parmtue) broug-ht Hremer the same Information. In-formation. But he couldn't seek a safer berth at a lower depth with a wrecked level gauge. How the destroyer finally pounced upon, my undersea prison and shook It as a eat shakes a mouse, the annals of ths United States navy will never show. While her motors were going- at top speed the submarine staggered and then careened ca-reened like a barrel rolling on Its side. I I was tossed from my shelf to the floor. I Ths boat stopped shaking long before the men did. Fear, which seemed always to dominate the minds of the crew, was for the moment unconcealed. , N Bremer called down his angina tubs and appeared satisfied with the answer he Terelved. The helmsman announced that his hydroplane were O. K. Only unimportant repairs lights bora and there were required. Ther was no leak aire, What eve Its sins, the sub was spared Its reckoning that day. The event proved that the destroyer, having: dropped one bomb. "Just far luck," perhaps, was obliged to return to her job of escorting escort-ing the transport. A sailor picked foe up from ths floor and placed me out xf ths way on the bunk Just as the commander appeared, his head hound up lneotton and surgeon's sur-geon's taps. He held a long conversation with Bremer. Bre-mer. By piecing together fragment of It, I was convinced of what 1 had only surmlaedi yesterday. Oil was low. provisions pro-visions were short. They must hurry to their baa and take on auppllesv And now repair must be made. A new level gaugs must be Installed Immediately, or they would soon rest, all of them, in Davy Jones locker fore verm ore, For myself, I could plan a pleasant future than being entombed eternally with a I'-boat crew. But, not being dead yet. I was Interested Inter-ested In finding out something about their mother ship. "If their bass Is not a ship, I reflected, re-flected, "the Information will be oven mor valuable." Then X was obliged to add. 1f I live. " (To be continued.) |