Fighting in Cuban Waters
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