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Makers of the world's history and their grand achievements . open port ! It was our last, our deadliest shot; The deck was overflown ;The poor ship staggered, lurched toport, And gave a living groan. Down, down, as headlong through thewaves Our gallant vessel rushed;A thousand gurgling, watery .sounds Around my senses gushed. Then I remember little more ; One look to heaven I gave,Where, like an angels wing, I saw Our spotless ensign wave. I tried to cheer. I cannot say Whether I swam or sank;A blue mist closed around my eyes, And everything was blank. When I awoke, a soldier lad, All dripping

Makers of the world's history and their grand achievements . open port ! It was our last, our deadliest shot; The deck was overflown ;The poor ship staggered, lurched toport, And gave a living groan. Down, down, as headlong through thewaves Our gallant vessel rushed;A thousand gurgling, watery .sounds Around my senses gushed. Then I remember little more ; One look to heaven I gave,Where, like an angels wing, I saw Our spotless ensign wave. I tried to cheer. I cannot say Whether I swam or sank;A blue mist closed around my eyes, And everything was blank. When I awoke, a soldier lad, All dripping Stock Photo
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Makers of the world's history and their grand achievements . open port ! It was our last, our deadliest shot; The deck was overflown ;The poor ship staggered, lurched toport, And gave a living groan. Down, down, as headlong through thewaves Our gallant vessel rushed;A thousand gurgling, watery .sounds Around my senses gushed. Then I remember little more ; One look to heaven I gave,Where, like an angels wing, I saw Our spotless ensign wave. I tried to cheer. I cannot say Whether I swam or sank;A blue mist closed around my eyes, And everything was blank. When I awoke, a soldier lad, All dripping from the sea,With two great tears upon his cheeks. Was bending over me. I tried to speak. He understoodTiie wish I could not speak. He turned me. There, thank God!the flagStill fluttered at the peak ! And there, while thread shall hang tothread, Oh, let that ensign fly !The noblest constellation set Against the northern sky— A sign that vve who live may claim The peerage of the brave;A monuinent that needs no scroll, For those beneath the wave. miyymm,. ^Sru If^ 0 CHAPTER X. ADMIRAL DAVID G. FARRAGUT ERO OF NFW ORLEANS AND MOBILE BAY—EN-TRUSTED WITH A PRIZE VESSEL AT THE AGE OFTWELVE—MADE A NAVAL COMMANDER — BRIL-LIANT EXPLOITS AND SUPERB VICTORIES—HAND-SOME PRESENT FROM THE CITIZENS OF NEW YORK. In 1776, George Farragut, the father of the admiral, emigrated tcthis country. He was born in Minorca in 1755, and traced his lineagethrough a long line of notable ancestors, back to Don Pedro Farragut,Avho was in the service of James I, King of Aragon. He took an activepart in the Revolutionary War, and served the United States as mustermaster of the militia of the District of Washington (East Tennessee),employed in actual service for the protection of the frontiers of theUnited States south of the Ohio, from the ist of March, 1792, to the 26tliof October, 1793. In 1810-11, he was sailing master of an expeditionto the Bav of Pascagoula, and afterwards became magistrate at P

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