The Dreadnought Boys' World Cruise

BY CAPTAIN WILBUR LAWTON
AUTHOR Of “THE BOY AVIATORS’ SERIES,” “THE DREADNOUGHT BOYS ON BATTLE PRACTICE,” “THE DREADNOUGHT BOYS ABOARD A DESTROYER,” “THE DREADNOUGHT BOYS ON A SUBMARINE,” “THE DREADNOUGHT BOYS ON AERO SERVICE,” ETC.
WITH ILLUSTRATIONS BY CHARLES L. WRENN
NEW YORK HURST & COMPANY PUBLISHERS
Copyright, 1913 BY HURST & COMPANY
THE DREADNOUGHT BOYS’ WORLD CRUISE
“This is Golden Gate Park, Herc.”
“Huh,” responded the red-headed lad, whom we know as Herc Taylor, gazing about him, “where are the Golden Gates?”
“Don’t be any thicker than you have to,” laughed Ned Strong. “The Golden Gate is the poetical Western name for the narrow entrance to San Francisco harbor, through which we passed on the Manhattan two days ago. It was so called on account of the Argonauts of Forty-nine who came sailing into it in the old days expecting to find fortunes in the diggings. This park is ’Frisco’s show place, and it is a beautiful spot.”
“Well, so far they’ve done nothing but dig fortunes out of us,” complained Herc; “four dollars and ten cents for that breakfast at the St. Francis Hotel was as steep as the hill it stands on.”
“That is what two of Uncle Sam’s sailormen get for mingling with the swells, Herc.”
“Don’t sailors always mingle with the swells?” inquired Herc.