"Now what is he going to do?" said Marie, with some excitement, as she saw one of Dewey's ships, the "Concord," disengage herself from the rest of the fleet and head straight for a large Spanish gun-boat that was lying off to herself and whose sole business it seemed was to keep up a deadly fire on Dewey's flagship, the "Olympia." The Concord literally disembowled her. "The heartless wretches!" exclaimed Marie, as she watched another American ship, the "Petrel," leave the line of battle and make a rapid run right past the Spanish fleet for the village of Cavite. "I wonder what the villains are up to now." In a few minutes the Petrel returned, with six small vessels in tow as prizes. In addition, she was flying at her mast head this signal, "Have destroyed eight vessels." Dewey's ships moved over toward the city of Manila, took their positions in line and remained quiet. "What time is it?" asked Marie of the Spanish officer who stood near her. "Twelve-thirty," answered he, as he looked at his watch. Marie whiled away the afternoon watching the Spaniards on Corregidor island burying their dead comrades. She wanted to go home, but she feared to go past Dewey's fleet. That evening things became solemnly quiet; and the blazing sun, as its face reddened into nightly slumber beyond the watery horizon of the Pacific, bade farewell to a finished deed, which, in the history of naval warfare, has never been surpassed; while the pale-faced moon, moving slowly up her appointed path, looked calmly down with her quartered cheek in silent benediction on the blazing hulls of the Spanish ships as they slowly cremated their dead and dying. The next day the Spanish Commandante on Corregidor discovered that Dewey had blockaded the port of Manila, so he restrained Marie from starting home for nearly a week. Finally, she got permission to go. As she passed Dewey's fleet she was surprised to find everything so peaceful and to see dozens of native canoes hovering along the port-holes of his vessels, selling fruit and curios to his men. Marie reached home in the early evening, and found her old mother frantic because of her absence and the excitement that had taken place.