As a result of this appalling disaster a conference was called at which representatives of all maritime nations participated in London, and there the rules for this iceberg patrol were agreed upon. Every year from March until the end of July these vessels are engaged in their humane work, and since that fateful day in 1912, hundreds of steamships, large and small, have been saved from a similar fate by the timely warnings of Radio.

Jack Binns

CONTENTS
I.[The Cry for Help]
II.[A Narrow Escape]
III.[The Naval Captain]
IV.[The Iceberg Patrol]
V.[Buffeted by the Gale]
VI.[Tuning In]
VII.[Thrashing the Bullies]
VIII.[A Crash in the Darkness]
IX.[A Night of Uncertainty]
X.[Snatched from the Sea]
XI.[An Unexpected Meeting]
XII.[Bound for the Ocean Lanes]
XIII.[The Derelict]
XIV.[Blown to Bits]
XV.[Consternation]
XVI.[The Radio Warning]
XVII.[Rending the Giant Berg Asunder]
XVIII.[A Glorious Panorama]
XIX.[Wireless Wonders]
XX.[In Stately Procession]
XXI.[By a Hair’s-breadth]
XXII.[Startling News]
XXIII.[In Deadly Peril]
XXIV.[Trapped]
XXV.[In the Nick of Time]

THE RADIO BOYS WITH THE ICEBERG PATROL

CHAPTER I
THE CRY FOR HELP

“Say, fellows, whom do you think I got a letter from?” cried Bob Layton, as he ran out of his front gate to meet a group of boys who were coming down the street.

“From the President of the United States, judging from the way you’re all worked up about it,” replied Joe Atwood, with a grin.

“My guess would be the King of England,” chimed in Jimmy Plummer.

“Quit your kidding!” exclaimed Bob. “They don’t know that I’m alive, and don’t care whether I am or not. The letter came from Paul Bentley.”

That Paul Bentley’s name was one to conjure with was evident from the keen interest that leaped into every face.