With the glass at his eyes, the taciturn commander of the Semiramis watches intently the speck on the glowing horizon that means much to the excited Manada at his elbow and to the latter’s struggling fellow-patriots on the isle whose outlines are now bathed in the flood of sunlight.
Is it another Spanish warship, or is it the looked-for Cuban cruiser, the doughty Pearl of the Antilles?
CHAPTER XXXIII.
AN AFFRONT AND AN APOLOGY.
The Semiramis rests stationary upon the surface of the water, but there are scenes of activity in the engine-room. The columns of smoke from her stacks grow into thick black volumes, and the roar of escaping steam drowns ordinary conversation.
On deck, officers, passengers and crew are watching the rapidly growing spot upon the horizon. That the approaching vessel is steaming very fast is apparent. Her upper works are visible as Capt. Beals signals for the Semiramis to steam ahead at full speed. The course of the latter is laid to pass the stranger a mile or two to windward, if she does not change her present course.
Don Manada has possessed himself of the captain’s glasses and is earnestly scanning the distant steamer. Suddenly, in a very paroxyism of joy he embraces the owner of the yacht.
“It is the Pearl!” he cries; “the Pearl of the Antilles! Santisima! Now will you display the flag of Cuba Libre?” The English language fails to express the sentiments of the Cuban patriot at this juncture, and he launches a flood of Castilian that bewilders Van Zandt.
At a nod from the latter, however, Capt. Beals causes the fateful emblem of Cuba to be run up to the masthead. The silken banner is barely unfurled by the wind ere there are signs of excitement on board the strange steamship. A duplicate of the Semiramis’ ensign is displayed, and then the course of the vessel is changed and she steams rapidly toward the yacht. Don Manada is not mistaken. The steamship is the famous Pearl of the Antilles.
The Semiramis has slowed down her engines, and awaits the approach of the insurgent cruiser. As the latter nears the yacht the resemblance of the two steamships becomes more striking. The Pearl is almost precisely the length of the Semiramis, and like her is rigged with two masts. Her two smokestacks are set at the same angle as those of the yacht and like the latter she is equipped with twin propellers. On deck, however, there is a decided difference. The engines of the Pearl are protected by heavy plates of steel, while on her forward deck a sort of turret has been improvised, within which, the people on the Semiramis can readily guess, is the famous “Yankee gun,” the dynamite cannon whose well-aimed projectile sent the Spanish Mercedes to the bottom.