“There it is!” shouted Randy, pointing skyward. “It’s an aeroplane as sure as you’re born!”
“Yes, and it’s heading this way!” cried Fred.
CHAPTER XXVIII
A SUDDEN DISAPPEARANCE
For several seconds all those on the deck of the wrecked steam yacht watched the on-coming flying machine with intense interest. Then Randy uttered a sudden exclamation.
“The flag! Let’s put it out upside down for a distress signal!”
“Yes, and let’s make some smoke! We can do it with some wet papers,” put in Fred.
While Fred and Andy got ready the smoke signal, Randy and the young major rushed to where they had found the flags belonging to the wrecked vessel. As quickly as possible they selected the biggest Old Glory on board and brought it out on the deck.
“How kin you raise it?” questioned Ira Small. “There ain’t no masts.”
“We’ll tie it to a pole and hold it up from the top of the cabin,” answered Jack, hurriedly.