Short stories, American; United States -- Social life and customs -- 19th century -- Fiction
In the end Surrey declared that he had made up his mind and the juniors
remained in expectant silence for three minutes while he stared at the
bulkhead. Then he said that the plan of the _Chicken's_ captain seemed
to him correct in the main. He would make one change. It was that he
should first steam in and engage the battery and the other vessels
should remain in their present positions until he signalled them to run
into the bay. If the squadron steamed ahead in line, the battery could,
if it chose, divide its fire between the cruiser and the gunboats
constituting the more important attack. He had no doubt, he said, that
he could soon silence the battery by tumbling the earth-works on to the
guns and driving away the men even if he did not succeed in hitting the
pieces. Of course he had no doubt of being able to silence the battery
in twenty minutes. Then he would signal for the _Holy Moses_ and the
_Chicken_ to make their rush, and of course he would support them with
his fire as much as conditions enabled him. He arose then indicating
that the conference was at an end. In the few moments more that all
four men remained in the cabin, the talk changed its character
completely. It was now unofficial, and the sharp badinage concealed
furtive affections, Academy friendships, the feelings of old-time
ship-mates, hiding everything under a veil of jokes. "Well, good luck
to you, old boy! Don't get that valuable packet of yours sunk under
you. Think how it would weaken the navy. Would you mind buying me three
pairs of pajamas in the town yonder? If your engines get disabled, tote
her under your arm. You can do it. Good-bye, old man, don't forget to
come out all right----"
When the captains of the _Chicken_ and the _Chicken_ emerged from the
cabin, they strode the deck with a new step. They were proud men. The
marine on duty above their boats looked at them curiously and with awe.
He detected something which meant action, conflict, The boats' crews
saw it also. As they pulled their steady stroke, they studied
fleetingly the face of the officer in the stern sheets. In both cases
they perceived a glad man and yet a man filled with a profound
consideration of the future.
IV
A bird-like whistle stirred the decks of the _Chancellorville_. It was
followed by the hoarse bellowing of the boatswain's mate. As the cruiser
turned her bow toward the shore, she happened to steam near the _Adolphus_.
The usual calm voice hailed the despatch boat. "Keep--that--gauze
under-shirt of yours--well--out of the--line of fire."
"Ay, ay, sir!"
The cruiser then moved slowly toward the shore, watched by every eye in
the smaller American vessels. She was deliberate and steady, and this
was reasonable even to the impatience of the other craft because the
wooded shore was likely to suddenly develop new factors. Slowly she
swung to starboard; smoke belched over her and the roar of a gun came
along the water.
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