"And he did," exclaimed Elsie, in joyful tones; "it was just wonderful how you all escaped being killed, and only a few were slightly wounded."
"It was indeed," assented Max, "and a great cause for thankfulness."
"Do you like Admiral Dewey, Brother Max?" asked Ned.
"Yes, yes indeed!" was the earnest, smiling reply. "He is determined with his men, but very kind-hearted. The man who has been guilty of a fault may be pretty sure of pardon if he confesses it, but not if he tells a falsehood to escape his deserts. Lying is a thing which Dewey utterly detests."
"I wish I could get acquainted with him," said Elsie; "though I suppose he wouldn't like to be bothered with talking to a little girl of my age."
"I don't know about that," laughed Max; "he is said to be very fond of children."
"Has he any of his own?" she asked, with a look of interest.
"One son; but he is grown up and is in business."
"Oh, do tell me what sort of folks the Filipinos are?"