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As he had feared, there was some protest among the men Captain Jack had decided upon to man the vessel, but the pirate chief soon overcame this. Therefore, when the submarine put off from Kaiserland, the men were anxious to obey the lad's every order. From the fort to the place where the submarine lay the paths of both land and sea parties lay together.
"Kaiserland?" came the query. "Yes," Captain Jack flashed back. "Who's sending?" Captain Jack hesitated a moment and then replied: "Pirate chief." "So you have captured the other party, eh?" "No, we've just joined forces. We are going to raid the German submarine base tonight." "Are you telling the truth or trying to throw me off the trail?" "I'm telling the truth.
But there is a German submarine base on this island." The wireless seemed nervous as the next message came in. "What island?" "Island called Kaiserland. There are also a nest of pirates here. We've just captured the wireless room." "How long can you hold out?" "Indefinitely." "Good! I'll summon assistance and we'll search South American waters thoroughly. We'll find you sooner or later."
"I guess there is no need for me to remain silent on that point," he said at last. "There is little likelihood that you will be able to reveal my hiding place. This island, to give it the name of the Germans who hold forth here, is Kaiserland. It is out of the regular channel of navigation from South America and is uncharted. I stumbled upon it by accident.
It was the afternoon following return of the submarine to the harbor of, Kaiserland. Frank, Jack, Captain Glenn and Williams found themselves the center of a body of armed men. They were marching inland. Frank hailed Captain Jack, who marched near the head of the procession. "Where are you taking us?" he demanded.
He turned again and addressed the men. "What I want you to do, men," he said, "is to become true citizens of the world and join me in striking a blow at the German submarine base on the island. The Germans are the enemies of all mankind. They must be destroyed. Will you help me give the island of Kaiserland a new name?"
And about me, at a thousand tables under the Grunewald trees, are a thousand people and more, the people of the Kaiserland, their day's work over, clinking a thousand wohlseins in a great twilight peace and awaiting, in all unconscious opulence, the sunrise of yet such another day.
"It did," said Jack quietly. "That means," said Captain Jack, "that I probably shall have trouble with the Germans on Kaiserland. They won't rest until they clear up the mystery. I ought to have you shot." "Suit yourself," said Jack briefly. For a moment the pirate chief eyed the lad angrily. Then he said: "I'll decide on your punishment later. Meanwhile, we'll get back to the island."
And so he died. From across the sea came the sound of a big gun. Swiftly toward the island of Kaiserland came the American cruiser Virginia. Here, beside the body of the dead pirate chief on an uncharted island in the South Atlantic, ends our story.
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