ps Forever," while
from a nearby British battleship came the strains of "Rule Britannia."
Their last rendezvous on the Flemish coast wrested from them, the
backbone of the German U-boat campaign was broken by the concerted
land and sea attack. Several of the allied warships had gone down
in the spectacular engagement of the night, but a notable victory
had been won, and the boys of the navy were in raptures over their
successful engagement.

Later in the day Jack was transferred to a hospital ship. All the
allied wounded from the sea battle off Zeebrugge were to be sent to
England. Captain McClure was grievously wounded. Jack would not be
able to resume active service for some time, so his surgeon said, and
would probably be invalided home.

In due time Jack arrived in London, where for a time he was a patient
in one of the American-endowed hospitals. Within a week he was joined
by Ted. The latter had been granted a leave of absence. Together the
two young lieutenants took passage on a steamship bound for New York,
and, braving the perils of the submarine-infested sea, crossed to
their own dear old U.S.A.---"the home of the free and the land of the
brave."

And now we shall leave them. Suffice to say that after a several
months' sojourn at home they returned again to the field of activity
to resume their places in the U.S. fleet and continue in service
until the end of the war, reaping new honors for themselves, their
alma mater and their country.

Of course, before they went back to rejoin "Little Mack," Bill Witt,
Mike Mowrey and all their old seafaring mates, they visited Brighton.

It was late afternoon of an October day when the young lieutenants,
spic and span in their uniforms, walked briskly up old Pine Street to
the campus of Brighton. Many of the students were loafing about the
campus awaiting the ringing of the dinner gong when the boys arrived.

Hardly had they climbed the gray stone steps leading to the campus,
however, before they were recognized.

"Hurrah for Jack Hammond and Ted Wainwright!" the cry resounded. Word
of their arrival spread through the dormitories and soon a mob of
chattering schoolboys surrounded the two young officers. As the dinner
gong sounded, the heroes were hoisted to the shoulders of their old
chums and carried into the dining room. There they met all the
"profs" and were compelled to hold an impromptu reception while the
dinner waited.

The study period that