VINE AND OLIVE;
OR,
YOUNG AMERICA IN SPAIN AND PORTUGAL.
CHAPTER I.
SOMETHING ABOUT THE MARINES.
“Land, ho!” shouted the lookout in the foretop of the Tritonia.
“Where away?” demanded the officer of the deck, as he glanced in the direction the land was expected to be found.
“Broad on the weather bow,” returned the seaman in the foretop.
“Mr. Raimundo,” said the officer of the deck, who was the third lieutenant, calling to the second master.