Ralph Victor, The Boy Scouts on the Yukon
“ Then there were two loud blows with the hatchet on the deck above them which formed the floor of the steerage quarters.Scarcely a minute passed before a man with another electric light swarmed down the ladder, and Jack was in the hands of the powerful Dublin. At the same moment, Monkey dropped his hatchet and dashed past them to the ladder, where he hung like his simian namesake, calling shrilly for the night watchman. Jack made an effort to twist himself loose from the hands of Dublin, but in vain. ”
