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Young Glory and the Spanish Cruiser / A Brave Fight Against Odds
Author: Walter Fenton Mott Genre: LiteratureYoung Glory and the Spanish Cruiser / A Brave Fight Against Odds
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eep you wai
polite nation I a
h officer, laughed mockingl
e addressed his w
ng a similar position on the Cruiser Brooklyn. Dan Daly was Young Glory's bosom friend, and the Irishman had b
on now appea
body of Spaniards in a small village, not many miles fro
, overwhelmed by numbers had retired to their boats, leavin
nced to death. It was ordered that the sentence should be carried out at once. S
lace of execution, and their heavy tread could b
ediately behind him was a closed door, which was
s at least fifty ya
the Spanish officer. "So y
e doomed man, and as they grounded arms the sound sent
ade," said Dan. "It's the haythins thimselv
it does you any good. It won't alter matte
t's reveng
ow
tars an' Stripes, the flag of the
laughed con
, stamping on the ground, "why do I waste
ut in an instant he ca
rather than spoke, "I supp
if you are
face grew dar
e any request to make. If poss
an' I ha
men are wai
to. I'd like to shake his hand-" Dan
ed the Spaniard, savagel
est he i
s not yet in our hands,
fun. The nearness of de
urry I am. I can wai
fiercely at Dan. Then he
ifles loade
s, senor
s, then. Wait
taking his last
s bandaged, and now he was staring defiantly
time," said the Spaniard. "Our men ca
rtually a command to the firing party not to kill at
," cried the Spa
d out h
an make my hand shake.
subdue the proud spirit of the American sailor, and he had hope
aid, savagely. "No matter, the world
hall
n, yet they seemed to come from
and a man dashed through. He seemed to be a Sp
fend himself, the stranger was within a yar
lyzed with a
s. They had broken their ranks, and were
at recovered from his surprise, and the col
?" he demand
ittle lower. I allow no
a! I speak as I plea
er laughed
at point, for I see
do you
d I'll give you an answer. You have
t of
isoner no long
e between me and an e
more than that
t an end to thi
is men, and instantly t
into this im
rifles went to the sh
as quite prepared
the Spanish officer and
your soldiers. Your late prisoner is behin
ssailant to receive one bullet. The soldiers were also aware
hen assumed an
ll childis
think
a trick, got me in your
ufficien
sacrificed your life with
hall
Supposing you kil
you're
t word the Iris
glanced feroc
ol, but to you. I ask, supposi
on't happen, so we'll
om
keeping my eye fixed on your soldiers. I don't want any
ner, the stranger and the captain stood in single file, the last n
on't stir.
, the stranger held his six-shooter a little neare
ght so. Now
ust, but I will have a bitter r
y as a prisoner of war, but place him up against a wall to have him shot down as if he was a dog. Senor capitan," continued th
ving along like
reached the door whi
ied the stranger i
ly Dan
asked th
stay where
e shall I find you?" asked
you discover me!" answere
ers, and using all his strength to throw him backwards, sendi
through the doorway, closing t
g!
came, burying them
damage, for the door was clos
e stranger, "if you valu
cried the Irish
as?" retorted Young Glory, as he
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