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Rh "Yes! yes! and we are saved!" cried Larry, hysterically. "That gun was surely meant for us." They watched on for a few more minutes in silence. "Oh, Luke! see the stars and stripes! They are United States vessels, every one of them!"

"You're right, lad; they are our own Yankee ships, and we have fallen among friends. See, that big fellow is heading directly for us and intends to pick us up. This must be Commodore Dewey's Asiatic Squadron. Hurrah for Uncle Sam! Hurrah!" And Striker cheered so lustily that the men on the approaching cruiser heard him quite plainly.