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admiral now determined to steam ahead more rapidly, so that they might
get around the western end of the island. It was evident that there
were no insurgents along this shore, and as there were no villages of
any consequence, either, he was anxious to reach the southern shore,
where it was known the rebels had recently been gathering. The towns,
too, were very numerous here on account of the excellent fishing, and
it was hoped that some good work might be accomplished for Uncle Sam
before another week passed.
Subsequent events soon proved the wisdom of the admiral's plan. The
cruiser, it seemed, had no sooner rounded the western point than signs
were visible of rebel activity ashore. It was one Tuesday morning that
a village was sighted, built around a narrow inlet of the sea. When
the binoculars were levelled upon this harmless-appearing settlement,
it was soon perceived by the admiral that there were soldiers in the
streets with the rebel uniform, and that the insurgent flag was flying
from the administration building in the village square. All this was
just what had been expected, and there was great rejoicing aboard the
cruiser. Every man, without exception, almost, was anxious to be one
of a party to be sent ashore to attack the rebels, but the admiral
hesitated before sending any one at all. "It is impossible to tell
from here," he said, "how numerous the rebels are, and it is quite
possible that they may have a large force of men in the village.
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