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The Battleship Boys in Foreign Service; or, Earning New Ratings in European Seas

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The Battleship Boys in Foreign Service

OR

Earning New Ratings in European Seas

By FRANK GEE PATCHIN

Illustrated

THE SAALFIELD PUBLISHING COMPANY
Akron, Ohio          New York
Made in U. S. A.

Copyright MCMXI
By THE SAALFIELD PUBLISHING COMPANY

PRINTED IN U. S. A.


"Hip, Hip, Hooray!" Yelled Dan.


CONTENTS

Chapter Page
I. Battleship Boys to the Rescue 7
II. A Serious Charge 20
III. Ambassadors on Their Trail 32
IV. Ice Cream Comes High 42
V. A Plunge Into Society 52
VI. Stranded in a Strange City 59
VII. Under the Flag Once More 66
VIII. His First Command 74
IX. Rounding Up the Stragglers 83
X. Outwitted by a Boy 95
XI. Between Sky and Sea 106
XII. In the Coils of a "Twister" 118
XIII. Two Are Missing 127
XIV. Down the Ammunition Hoist 136
XV. Land Ho! 146
XVII. On Gibraltar's Peak 154
XVII. On the Blue Mediterranean 167
XVIII. Jolly Tars in Egypt 178
XIX. On the Ships of the Desert 193
XX. Calling on the Mummies 201
XXI. Conclusion 209

The Battleship Boys in Foreign Service


CHAPTER I

BATTLESHIP BOYS TO THE RESCUE

"This is the famous Bois de Boulogne Sam."

"The what?"

"Bois de Boulogne, one of the most popular drives in Paris."

"Huh!" grunted Sam Hickey. "That sounds to me like some kind of sausage. What do they ever name their streets that way for in Paris?"

"All the names in this great, gay city mean something," answered Dan Davis. "This park here bears the same name. It was infested by desperate robbers as far back as the fourteenth century."

"Robbers!" exclaimed the red-haired boy.

"Yes."

"Are they here yet?"

"No; Napoleon cleaned them out. We shall soon be out by the Arch. The Frenchmen call it Arc de Triomphe."

"They do?"

"Yes."

"Just like that?"

"Of course."

"I'll bet there isn't a Frenchman in France who would know what you were talking about if they heard you call it by that name. I don't know anything about French, but if that is French give me plain United States. You are sure there are no robbers left in the Bologna sausage?"

"Bois de Boulogne, Sam," corrected Dan. "No; there are no robbers here. You need not be afraid."

"Afraid! What do you take me for, Dan Davis. I——"

"Hark!"

"Nothing

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