"Forward, March" Part 23
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"Thought not. Didn't know but what you'd claim to be, though, since he's the only army officer that I take orders from."
"But I am not giving an order. I am making a request that any American should be glad to grant, seeing that my message concerns the safety of the United States fleet, and may alter the whole course of the war."
"What is it?" demanded the Captain, bluntly.
"You have no business to ask," replied Ridge. "At the same time I will tell you, that you may be induced to get your s.h.i.+p under way the more quickly. The Spanish squadron is about to make a dash from Santiago Harbor with the hope of taking our fleet by surprise and escaping."
"What is that to me?" asked the Captain, coolly.
"What is that to you!" cried Ridge. "Why, some of our s.h.i.+ps may be destroyed if they are not warned in time."
"That is their lookout, not mine. Besides, Uncle Sam can afford to pay for them; while if this s.h.i.+p should be injured the loss would fall on the owners, and I should lose my job."
"Do you mean that you refuse to take me out to the flag-s.h.i.+p?"
"Of course I do," responded the Captain; "and not one foot nearer to it, or to any other wars.h.i.+p, does my vessel move this day than she is at present."
"Then, sir," said Ridge, still struggling to maintain his calmness, "I will thank you to set me ash.o.r.e again, as speedily as possible."
"Why should I set you ash.o.r.e?" asked the Captain, with exasperating indifference. "You came on board without an invitation, and now you may stay here until the next boat is ready to run in, which will be in the course of an hour or two."
"By which time half the American fleet may have been destroyed for lack of warning," groaned Ridge. Then he added, his face blazing with anger: "I hope you are not an American, and I don't believe you can be, for you are a traitor, a coward, and a contemptible cur. I only hope I may meet you again some time when I am off duty, and can give you the thras.h.i.+ng you deserve."
"All right, my young mud-lark," replied the Captain. "I'll give you a dose of medicine whenever you want it. Now clear out of here, and don't let me catch sight of you again!"
Ridge did not hear these last words, for he was already walking rapidly aft, filled with a tumult of rage and perplexity. What ought he to do?
What could he do? Was ever any one so utterly helpless in a crisis of such importance? Not until he reached the extreme after part of the s.h.i.+p did a ray of light break upon the situation. Then he caught sight of a yacht steaming swiftly into the harbor. She might be a despatch-boat, or a destroyer, or any one of half a dozen things; but whatever she was, she could help him if she only would.
Close at hand was a jack-staff upholding an American ensign. Acting upon the impulse of his despair. Ridge hauled down this flag, and then half-masted it, union down, thus making a signal of distress that called for prompt aid from any vessel sighting it. Then he gazed eagerly at the swiftly approaching yacht. She must have noticed his signal, for she was now headed directly for the transport, and Ridge, clinging with one hand to an awning stanchion as he stood on the rail, frantically waved his hat.
Suddenly a bellow of rage close at hand caused him to look in-board.
The Captain of the transport, his face purple with pa.s.sion, was rus.h.i.+ng towards the jack-staff.
"How dare you hoist the signal of a mutiny?" he howled. "I'll show--"
"Because there is one on board," shouted Ridge, springing in front of the infuriated man, and at the same moment whipping out his revolver.
"Halt where you are!" he added, fiercely. "For if you dare touch that flag before I am through with it I will blow out your traitorous brains!"
The Captain, cowed by the steadily levelled muzzle of that pistol, obeyed this order and stood still; but at the same time he yelled for any of the transport's crew who might be within hearing to tumble aft in a hurry.
In another minute they came--mates, deck-hands, engineers, stewards, and stokers--blocking the narrow gangways on either side of the deck-house. But beyond this they dared not go; for they too were confronted by that levelled pistol, and its holder's a.s.surance that he would fire at the first man who advanced another step.
Thus the single figure with a c.o.c.ked revolver and the unarmed mob that it held at bay faced each other for a full minute, during which time the purple-faced Captain raved, foamed at the mouth, and, with bitter curses, ordered his men to make a rush at the young pirate. That they did not obey was because of the unflinching steadiness of the young pirate's gaze, which they realized would detect their slightest forward movement.
All at once Ridge caught a glimpse of a man on the roof of the deck-house, just as he dodged from sight behind the life-raft. He thought he had also seen a gun in the man's hand. The next instant he sprang over the s.h.i.+p's rail into the sea, and as he did so a shot rang out behind him. It was not repeated when he came to the surface, for the very good reason that an armed boat from the steam-yacht was so close at hand, that ere the young trooper had cleared his eyes of salt water, its occupants were hauling him aboard.
"Sergeant Norris!" cried an amazed voice from the stern sheets. "Can it be possible?"
"Lieutenant Norris, if you please," answered our dripping hero, with what dignity he could command. "But oh, Comly! get me aboard your s.h.i.+p as quick as you can. It is a matter of life or death!"
"But I am ordered to investigate the mutiny on that transport" replied the bewildered Ensign.
"I am the mutiny, and in capturing me you have got the whole of it,"
declared Ridge. "So, as you value your future prospects, get me aboard the _Speedy_, before it shall be too late."
"All right," answered the young naval officer. "I'll risk it for your sake. So here goes."
Once on board the despatch-boat our young trooper placed the whole situation in a few words before Captain Boldwood, who no sooner comprehended it than he ordered his little s.h.i.+p headed up the coast with all speed.
"It will be almighty rough on the Admiral," he said to Ridge, "if Cervera comes out while he is away, after all his careful planning and weeks of weary waiting."
"What do you mean?"
"Only that Admiral Sampson has chosen to-day, of all days, to come down here for an interview with General Shafter, and we were sent ahead to make things ready for him at Siboney. He was to have followed us within half an hour; but perhaps we can turn him back in time. At any rate, we'll do our best."
So the little _Speedy_ flew back over the way she had just come, displaying from her masthead as she went a string of gay bunting that read:
"The enemy's s.h.i.+ps are escaping."
CHAPTER XXVII
DESTRUCTION OF THE SPANISH s.h.i.+PS
As the _Speedy_ rounded the first headland those on board saw the great war-s.h.i.+p they were to intercept coming leisurely down the coast, not more than a mile away. The yacht fired a gun to call attention to her momentous signal, and within a few seconds an answer, showing that it was seen and understood, was displayed from the _New York_. At the same time the latter began to turn, so as to retrace her course. She had hardly begun the movement before the _Speedy_ slipped up under her quarter.
"Where did you get your information?" called out Captain Chadwick through a megaphone.
"Messenger from the Commanding General," was the answer.
"All right. Keep on, and warn the fleet, if you reach them before we do."
"Ay, ay, sir!" and then the swift yacht had moved beyond range even of a megaphone.
All at once the little group of officers gathered on the _Speedy's_ bridge, of course including Lieutenant Ridge Norris, knew that they were not to have the honor of warning the fleet; for a line of smoke, evidently moving seaward, appeared above the hills from the direction of Santiago Bay.
"They are coming out!" cried the _Speedy's_ Captain; "and, if they have the pluck to keep on, we are about to witness one of the greatest sea-fights of the century."
If the entire American blockading fleet had been on hand the coming contest would have been too unequal to be interesting. As it was, the _Ma.s.sachusetts_, _New Orleans_, and _Newark_ had gone to Guantanamo after coal, while the _New York_ was too far away to take any active part in the fighting. This left only the _Brooklyn_, _Oregon_, _Iowa_, _Indiana_, and _Texas_ on guard, with the converted yachts _Gloucester_ and _Vixen_ acting as picket-boats.
The American s.h.i.+ps lay some three miles off sh.o.r.e under low steam, and their crews were preparing for Sunday morning inspection. Two of the battle-s.h.i.+ps were overhauling their forward turrets, and repairing damages received during a bombardment of the forts on the previous day.
The _Brooklyn_ lay farthest to the westward, and the _Indiana_ at the eastern end of the line, with the _Texas_, _Iowa_, and _Oregon_ between them. Insh.o.r.e of these were the two yachts.
In Santiago Bay, about to rush out on these unsuspecting s.h.i.+ps, were four of the finest cruisers in the world, possessed of greater speed than any of the Americans except the _Brooklyn_, and under a full head of steam: with them were two torpedo-boat destroyers, ranking among the most powerful and swiftest of their cla.s.s.
At half-past nine o'clock of that peaceful Sunday morning, as the _Speedy_ was still some five miles to the eastward of Santiago Bay, with the _New York_ just completing her turn, two miles farther down the coast, a shot from the _Iowa_ drew attention to her fluttering signal, "The enemy is escaping."
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