making its best time. During this trial, which will end at the firing
of a gun from the parent vessel, all cadets will be on deck."

Word was immediately passed below, and all the cadets of the engineer
division came tumbling up.

To these, who had been in the engine room constantly for hours, the
cool wind blowing across the deck was highly agreeable.

For the speed dash Captain Jack Benson had again taken command. He
passed word below to Eph Somers to take the wheel in the conning tower.

Eph, therefore, came up with the last of the cadets from below. In
the excitement of the pending race it had not been noticed by any of
the submarine boys that Williamson was already on deck, aft. That
left Sam Truax below in sole possession of the boat's engine quarters.

The gunboat now fell a little behind, leaving the two submarines some
four hundred yards apart, but as nearly as possible on a line.

"Look at the crowd over on the 'Pollard's' decks," muttered Hal.
"They're all Navy folks over there."

"And they mean to beat such plain 'dubs' as they must consider us,"
laughed Captain Jack, in an undertone.

"Will they beat us, though?" grinned Hal Hastings "You and I, Jack,
happen to know that the 'Farnum' is a bit the faster boat by rights."

Suddenly the signal broke out from the gunboat.

"Race her, Eph!" shouted Captain Jack.

"Aye, aye, sir!"

Eph Somers's right hand caught at the speed signals beside the wheel.
He called for all speed, the bell jangling merrily in the engine room.

A little cheer of excitement went up from the cadets aboard the "Farnum"
as that craft shot ahead over the waters. The cadets were catching the
thrill of what was virtually a race. At the same time, though, these
midshipmen could not help feeling a good deal of interest in the success
of the "Pollard," which was manned wholly by representatives of the Navy.

In the first three minutes the "Farnum" stole gradually, though slowly,
ahead of the "Pollard." Then, to the disgust of all three of the
submarine boys, the other craft was seen to be gaining. Before long
the "Pollard" had the lead, and looked likely to increase it. Already
gleeful cheers were rising from the all-navy crowd on the deck of the
other submarine.

Behind the racers sped the "Hudson," keeping just far enough behind to
be able to observe everything without interfering with either torpedo
craft.

From looking at the "Pollard" Captain Jack glanced down at