CHAPTER XXIII
THE DOOMED VESSEL
"You say there's a wreck?" cried Blake.
"Yes, we just made her out through the glass. She's driving on the rocks fast. The current is setting inshore and the wind is helping it."
"Where is she?" asked Joe.
"Right down there," answered the life guard. "But she'll come up farther this way," and he pointed down toward the rocks opposite which the boys had first surprised the wreckers at work.
"I've got to give the alarm," went on the life saver. "We need all the help we can get. We're short-handed, anyhow, and two of our men were hurt early this morning trying to launch the surf-boat"
"Can't you get some of the fishermen from around here?" asked Joe.
"That's what I came for."
"And we'll help, too!" cried Blake, bracing himself by leaning against the wind, which seemed to grow stronger every minute.
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