America's war for humanity related in story and picture, embracing a complete history of Cuba's struggle for liberty, and the glorious heroism of America's soldiers and sailors (1898) (14755228876)

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Title: America's war for humanity related in story and picture, embracing a complete history of Cuba's struggle for liberty, and the glorious heroism of America's soldiers and sailors
Year: 1898 (1890s)
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Subjects: Spanish-American War, 1898
Publisher: New York, St. Louis, N.D. Thompson Publishing Company
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
Digitizing Sponsor: Sloan Foundation



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o long to see. The squadron, though, has apparently been sightedfrom the shore, for the light-houses along the coast are dark at night, whichwould seem to show that the lesson of the armada has not been lost on theSpaniard. Some one has said that God takes care of drunken men, sailors, andthe United States. This expedition apparently relied on the probabilitythat that axiom would prove true. The luck of the British army, ofwhich Mr. Kipling boasts, is the luck of Job in comparison to the good for-tune that has pursued this expedition so far. There has really been nothingto prevent a Spanish torpedo boat from running out and sinking four or fiveships while they were drifting along, spread out over the sea at such distancethat the vessels in the rear were lost to sight for fourteen hours at a time,and no one knew whether they had sunk or had been blown up or had growndisgusted and gone back home. As one of the generals on board said:This is God Almightys war, and we are only His agents.
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(KE-ROI M L P A WARSHIP. 478 AMERICAS WAR FOR HUMANITY. The foreign attaches regarded the fair weather that accompanied us,the brutal good health of the men, the small loss of horses and mules, andthe entire freedom from interference on the part of the enemy, with the samegrudging envy that one watches a successful beginner winning continuouslyat roulette. At night the fleet was as conspicuous as Brooklyn or New York,with the lights of the bridge included, but the Spanish took no advantage ofthat fact. No torpedo destroyers slipped out from Cardenas or Nuevitas, orwaited for us in the old Bahama Channel, where for twelve miles the shipswere crowded into a channel only seven miles across. Of course, our ownescort would have finished them if they had, but not before they could havethrown torpedoes right and left into the helpless hulks of the transports, andgiven us a loss to remember even greater than that of the Maine. But as it was, nothing happened. We rolled along at our own pace,w