Название: Two Boys of the Battleship: or, For the Honor of Uncle Sam
Автор: Webster Frank V.
Издательство: Public Domain
Жанр: Зарубежная классика
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Their uncle carried on their father’s business, though on a smaller scale, and their money, inherited from their father, was in Philip Arden’s hands, as the guardian of the two boys. Frank and Ned never asked how their fortune was invested. They took it for granted that it was safe. They always had, within reason, all the spending money they needed, and they were well supplied with the things that go to make life enjoyable.
Their tastes were simple, however, and the most that they asked for was something connected with boats. They seemed to live on the water, especially in the summer.
Both boys attended Columbia University, in New York City, and were doing well in their studies. They had no special profession in mind, but their uncle rather took it for granted that they would, after their graduation, take up the importing trade with him.
“I suppose we might as well do it as anything else,” Frank said.
“Yes, for perhaps we can get a chance to make a trip to South America,” Ned agreed. “I’ve always wanted to see foreign countries.”
They spoke of this again as they hurried on through the storm to the shelter of the big white house.
“I tell you what would be better than going to South America on importing business,” said Ned.
“What?” Frank inquired.
“Going down there, or for that matter, to any foreign country, on a battleship!”
“Cracky! I should say so!” exclaimed the older lad. “I wonder if we’ll ever actually be on one?”
“Well, we were on one once,” Ned remarked.
“The Nebraska, yes. But only on a tour of inspection with a lot of fellows of our class. I want to actually belong to the battleship myself – I don’t want to be just a visitor.”
“How about firing the big guns?” asked Ned.
“Yes, I’d want that, too! Oh, say, but what’s the use of talking about it?”
“None, I guess.”
But had Frank and Ned only known it, they were nearer to their hearts’ desire than ever before.
“Oh, how wet you are!” exclaimed Mrs. Brun, the housekeeper, as the two brothers entered the house. “Why, you’re soaked!”
“Yes, we are a bit damp,” admitted Frank. He was putting it mildly, for the water was dripping from him and his brother in streams as they stood in the middle of the kitchen, having entered through the rear door with due consideration for the front hall rugs.
“Get your wet things off at once,” said Mrs. Brun, “and I’ll make you some hot tea.”
“Oh, we’re not cold,” Ned answered. He and Frank took off their coats and shoes, and the housekeeper took charge of their garments while they hurried to their room to change to dry things.
“Your uncle has been asking for you,” Mrs. Brun called to them as they went upstairs.
“We’ll see him in a few minutes,” Frank called back.
A little later, dry and comfortable, they went to the library. They found their uncle pacing up and down the room, evidently in a highly nervous and excited state. He glanced up as they entered, and exclaimed:
“Boys, I am quite worried!”
“Worried about us?” asked Frank. “Why, we were out in the dory. It was a bad storm, but – ”
“No, I wasn’t worried about you. I felt you could take care of yourselves. But, at the same time, I am glad you have returned safely. No, I am worried about other matters. Boys, I have a confession to make to you.”
“A confession, Uncle Philip?” repeated Frank.
“Yes. I had rather you heard the truth from me, than to get a garbled account from some one else, as you are sure to do sooner or later. Boys, I am likely to be taken away at any moment by the authorities!”
“Uncle Philip!”
“Oh, don’t look so alarmed,” and he smiled at their blank faces. “It isn’t for anything disgraceful, nor on a criminal charge.”
“But what other charge can they arrest you on?” Frank demanded.
“On a political charge.”
“They don’t do such things in this country!” cried Ned.
“The charge doesn’t come from this country, boys. Sit down and I’ll tell you as much of it as you need to know.”
CHAPTER III – UNDER ARREST
Mr. Arden ceased his pacing up and down the library, and taking up a bundle of papers from a table – papers that seemed fairly to bristle with red seals – he sat down in an easy chair. But he was anything but at ease himself.
“Boys,” he began, while Ned and Frank wondered what was in store for them, “there is no need of going into too many details, or in saying I am sorry for what has happened. I am more sorry than I can ever tell you, for it looks as though I had betrayed the trust my dead brother left to me – the trust of bringing up you boys as he would have done himself had he lived.” As he spoke tears came into Mr. Arden’s eyes.
“Don’t worry,” said Ned, warmly. “Whatever you have done, Uncle Phil, we know it was done with the best intentions.”
“That’s right!” chimed in Frank.
“Well, it’s good to hear you say that, for others might judge me more harshly,” went on the importer. “And I really acted from the best motives and for your interests. I may have made a mistake – I don’t claim to be infallible – but I intended no wrong.
“And now, boys, for the worst of it. It may happen that at any moment your fortunes, as well as mine, will be wiped out – lost.”
“Lost!” echoed Frank.
“All our money?” added Ned.
“Yes. There is no use concealing anything,” their uncle said. “All our fortunes are in jeopardy and may be swept away if the political situation in Uridio does not clear up.”
“Uridio! Where is that?” asked Frank.
“It is a small South American republic,” was the answer. “There was trouble some years ago in one of the many states that go to make up Brazil. Some of the inhabitants set up a sort of independent government under a new political leader. Then another man had ambitions to become president of the same little republic, and he organized an army and took control.
“The republic is really too small for Brazil to worry about, and that is why the affair never created much of a stir, at least up in this part of the world.”
“But how are you – or we – interested in Uridio?” asked Frank.
“Because your money and mine is tied up there in certain concessions,” said Mr. Arden.
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