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Fighting in Cuban Waters

Chapter 10 WALTER SHOWS HIS PLUCK

Word Count: 2271    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

during which he gazed so sharply at Jim Haskett that the fellow felt compelled to drop

"I know he wouldn't dream that way unless there was so

ocent," cried Caleb. "That boy wou

he left Boston," put in Paul, who had no

oulders. "But let me tell you that I won't allow Russell, Doring, or anybody else

Paul. "Walter, come here!" he calle

anly face, which was now becoming sunburnt through e

leb, ere the boy could speak. "Tell us, lad, do you

zled, then his face brightened. "

at you drea

t I was having a good lot of worry about it,"

sure, W

ey you hid, didn't you?"

I hid? I hi

of cou

ver to the seaman, his face flushing deeply. "Do you mean

ul. "And he says you talked

I might have dreamed about it and talked in my sleep. We

ou were asleep," said Haskett, squintin

d I were left behind in Washington. I

t-not me," stormed Haskett. "I heard what you said in your sleep, and so did Cal Blinker. I

rrel of some sort was in progress. "It's about a gold piece," said one. "Haskett

red a messmate. "Heave him

r of the deck," put in a third. "If there is a

t he stood stock still, breathing heavily. Suddenly he leaped forward with clenched fist and stru

to me in this fas

the gun just in time to prevent himself from falling to the

al, and soon a crowd of about f

ough! And he's only a boy, to

lump was rising rapidly. "I never before allowed anybody to hit me-leastwise a

catching the seaman by the arm. "If you do

hit

uch as said h

so he

er, and before anybody around could separate them he and Haskett had closed in.

d Caleb. "If you're not careful,

wful to have hi

en on board only a few days, but you have made lots of friends, while I reckon

right to ta

d Si Doring tal

he present," he blustered. "But I'll remember you, and some day you'll be mighty sorry we had this little mix-up." And

ne old tar. "He must be a reg

t the encounter about, but Caleb hurried the lad away to a

Cal Blinker," said the you

hoist," answered Paul, and Walter hu

k very plainly and I understood very little. Haskett said he understood every word. Well, mayb

ole the piece?"

uld make out was 'ten dollars in g

old and it was plain to see that he wanted nothin

t until an hour had passed that he came below and heard what had

never make me believe that you are anything but perfectly straight. I believe yet that he took the gold

to see a messmate stand up for himself. "You're all right, you are," said more than one, and caught Walter's hand in a grip calculated to break the bones. Several, who

ing him to book for it; but if the "mix-up" was reported, nothing came of it. As a matter of

ions commodore and captains asked of each other. "They'll most likely try to break the blockade at Havana," said one. "No, they'll bombard one of our down-east seacoast cities," said another. "I think they'll rush through the Suez Canal to fight Dewey," was the conclusion reached by a third. Under-officers and men specula

this boat would soon arrive along our eastern seacoast, to destroy the shipping from Maine to the Gulf of Mexico. In these days, when we know the truth, we can afford to laugh at such a report, but to the jackies on the warships, who remembered only too we

antime it was rumored that Sampson would soon take his most powerful vessels from the blockade and bombard Havana

o boat Winslow had her boiler blown to pieces and several men were killed and injured, among them Ensign Worth Bagley, who was thus the first American officer to f

ose fellows on the Winslow caught it hot. Think of running right into that harbor and having a shell drop and smash

of Cuba was in a state of blockade, and now Rear-Admiral Sampson had shifted the scene of action to Porto Ric

Caleb, excitedly. "We'll soon

er, the whole city will be at our mercy," said Walter. "H

put in Si. "Here is another report abou

eography, and who, since the war had started, had studied the map of Cuba closely. "Ha

this telegram?" He pointed to his newspaper. "The Spanish Squadron under Admiral C

sed to be warships, have been sighted off Martinique, Windwa

e Windward Islan

sured he'll find this Admiral Cervera sooner or

modore Schley and Captain Cook, they smiled knowingly, but said nothing. Everybody in the Flying Sq

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