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Page 24 - Then I looked at the enemy and saw that her colors were gone Her foremast had been shot away and had fallen all along her decks. Her great funnel had been wrecked, either by our fire or by the fall of the foremast, and her upper works had been frightfully cut up. Boats were called away and the first lieutenant boarded her, and soon we saw the white ensign flying over the tricolor.
Page 27 - AB we neared her we cast off the lines and then boarded her, with a great deal of difficulty, for she was almost out of control, and the heavy seas breaking on her sides made it dangerous work to go near her. Once on board we stood dismayed at the ruin that those brief seconds had wrought. Of the destruction of her upper works we had all seen something, but of the state of her main deck we had entertained no conception.
Page 27 - ... difficulty, for she was almost out of control, and the heavy seas breaking on her sides made it dangerous work to go near her. Once on board we stood dismayed at the ruin that those brief seconds had wrought. Of the destruction of her upper works we had all seen something, but of the state of her main-deck we had entertained no conception. She is clad all over, as you may know, with four-inch armour — not thick enough to be of the slightest use against our heavy guns, but just thick enough...
Page 9 - ... whatsoever. Even our old military masts have gone, and in their place we have two light masts, not very unlike those of a Castle liner, with three Maxims in each top, but no shields. The decks or flats along the passage between the central bulkheads in close action will hold the bulk of the ship's company, and from there the Maxims are to be fought by electric gear. " A NAVAL DUEL. In the present paper we have only the first part of the adventures of the
Page 7 - The passage itself, instead of having two decks, has three, the lowest of all being a magazine deck, that immediately above it being fitted with electric gear which I could not make out, while above this again is a mere grating clear of fittings, but communicating with the upper works by broad and easy stairs. Forward and aft are of course the barbettes.
Page 24 - ... of was the task of watching those sights and firing as they bore. The French ironclad swept quickly past, and it was not easy to see one's mark with the bright blaze and drifting smoke of the two great guns always before one's eyes, and the reeking fumes of the cordite eddying round one every time a breech was opened. Presently there came a pause in our fire, and at that moment she vanished from my sight behind the bridge, though I now could hear the Maxims roaring like rushing water and the...
Page 24 - Engage as your guns bear,' said the tiny voice of the telephone from the conning house close to my ear. The words came, ' Fire upon the enemy,' and I fired. Her broadsides sounded at the same moment as our guns, and there was a crash and a rattle somewhere about our decks. All that I knew or could think of was the task of watching those sights and firing as they bore. The French ironclad swept quickly past, and it was not easy to see one's mark with the bright blaze and drifting smoke of the two...
Page 7 - ... the sides, the space left affording room for excellent shoots between the upper and lower bunkers, so that we shall have no trouble about getting the coal to the furnaces. The second curious thing is that over the passage between the longitudinal bulkheads there is no armor at all; the turtle back instead of being continuous, is as it were split open, and turned up into two solid combings along the line of the bulkheads, which are carried up above these combings as far as the main deck. The passage...
Page 8 - Maxims, 3-prs. nnd 12-prs., without any sort of protection whatsoever. Even our old military masts have gone, and in their place we have two light masts, not very unlike those of a Castle liner, with three Maxims in each top. but no shields. The decks or flats along the passage between the central bulkheads, in close action, will hold the bulk of the ship's company, and from there the Maxims are to be fought by electric gear. A NAVAL DUEL. In the present paper we have only the first part of the adventures...
Page 70 - Hard over; continue the firing,' was the word. Alas ! it was easily said, but as for the ship she was like a log, and what a time it seemed before the guns came round. At last we got ours round, and all four swept her point blank almost at the same minute. She swerved and faltered ; again the roar of the great guns and the crash and rattle of the bursting shell thundered out together. There was a shock and a hollow boom somewhere near our bows, and a great column of water spouted up, flooding everything...
Bibliographic information
| Title | The New Centurion: A Tale of Automatic War |
| Author | James Eastwick |
| Publisher | Longmans, Green, 1895 |
| Original from | the University of Michigan |
| Digitized | Aug 5, 2006 |
| Length | 93 pages |
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