Identifier: stnicholasserial332dodg (find matches)
Title: St. Nicholas (serial)
Year: 1873 (1870s)
Authors: Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905
Subjects: Children's literature
Publisher: (New York : Scribner & Co.)
Contributing Library: Information and Library Science Library, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill
Digitizing Sponsor: University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill

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again ourbattle-cry, Remember the Maine! rent the air,and we went back with vigor to the fray. We fought the enemys line, passing five timesup and down its length of ships and forts, cuttingour path like a figure 8 (and all the timethe navigator was sounding). Whenever our San Francisco papers ? Of course they will, butI am wondering zuho can tell the tale ? Whatwords can paint it? Can the pen tell how men godown in battle ? I saw boats freighted with wounded men goover the sides of sinking ships; but they flauntedSpains flag defiantly at us and we shelled themunder; I saw tongues of fire licking up the decks 604 THREE YEARS BEHIND THE GUNS (May, of doomed vessels. These are but a few of thehorrors I saw, and oh, I heard such noises! Thedull boom of the big guns and the spiteful snap-ping of our main batteries mingled with the clat-ter of musketry! Ah, here is the place to say just one word forthe poor marines, to record their excuse for liv-ing. What could we have done without them ?
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WE CHEERED THEM AS THEY SANK They were our sharp-shooters, cracking riflesthrough loopholes and sponsons, aiming for gun-ners on the enemys ships. They were also ourline of communication, calling ranges, and carry-ing orders that the bugle could not make heard. And while we on deck were seeing these things,what were the black-gang doing? Down there underneath the water, in a furnace-room that only Dante could portray, they heard the din and felt the shock of battle. They couldnot see, but counted the times we were struck(the Olympia received thirteen hits all told), andthey stood at their posts as though out on acruise, and ever and anon in the hushes a voicewould call up through a ventilator or a hoist,How are you making it? An answer like Justsunk another torpedo-boat, or They have aban-doned the Reina Christina,and she is all afire, woulddrive them wild with a joythey would make manifestby beating upon the fur-nace-doors with their shov-els. When some one writesof all these things

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