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Updated: June 5, 2025
For nearly an hour we had not a glimpse of the canal, lost in the jungle to the right. Then suddenly we burst out upon the growing lake, now all but licking at the rails beneath us, the Zone city of Gatun climbing up a hillside on its edge and scattering over several more.
The result of all this sweating and sight-seeing was that some days later there was gathered in a young Barbadian who had been living for months in and about Gatun without any visible source of income whatever not even a wife. The Turk and the camp janitor identified him as the culprit.
"He had the next best thing to it," Jack replied. "He had a motor car which he was running for some gazabo over in Gatun. He was out for his health when he saw the boys shooting by in a car with a man he knew to be a crook, and was about to follow on and see what was doing when he saw me speeding up the right of way, looking as if I was obliged to catch the machine ahead.
"It's something concerning the big canal, I know, for I heard you two talking of explosives at the Gatun dam." "We all heard that," cried Jack Bosworth. "You can't keep secrets from us. What is it all about? Is some one trying to blow up the big dam?" Nestor looked into the faces of the boys with serious eyes.
There are members of the Z. P. who sleep with a gun under their pillow because of that look or a muttered word. But even were I nervous I should have been little disturbed at the glare in this case, for it will probably be a long walk from Culebra penitentiary to where I am thirty-two months from that morning. A holiday air brooded over all Gatun and the country-side.
"I'd like to stop at Gatun on a business matter of some importance, and if you don't mind a half- hour's delay, we'll do so." Kirk expressed entire acquiescence in any plans that suited the convenience of his rescuers, and the three pursued their way to the station. But here an unexpected embarrassment arose.
Don't make a noise, and don't speak above a whisper!" cautioned Blake Stewart. "You'll work one machine, and I'll attend to the other. We'll put the automatic between us and trust to luck that one of the three gets something when the flash goes off." The two boys, with Captain Wiltsey, had made their way to a position near the spillway, below the great Gatun Dam.
"And the maps he found," Jimmie cried. "Maps showing how to blow up a Gatun dam and a New York newspaper office. All marked out. Just like lessons on blowing things up from a correspondence school." Frank was all attention immediately. He had heard something like that before that day, and asked a score of questions in a breath.
The boys succeeded in getting some good pictures at this point and others, also, when the tug was released from the third or final lock, and steamed out into Gatun Lake. There was now before her thirty-two miles of clear water before reaching Miraflores. "Better come aboard, boys," advised Captain Watson, "and I'll take you around to Gatun Dam. You'll want views of that."
"It comes in from the bottom; doesn't it, Captain Watson?" "Yes, through valves that are opened and closed by electricity. In fact everything about the lock is done by electricity, though in case of emergency hand power can be used. The water fills the lock through openings in the floor, and the water itself comes from Gatun Lake. There, the gate is opening!"
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