[CHAPTER XIV.]
RUNNING THE BATTERY.
Signs of activity showed around the fort as the Grampus rushed down toward it. Soldiers with rifles appeared on the walls, and the muzzles of the cannon were being slowly depressed in order to get the boat under a drop fire.
"They're going to let us have it—hot blocks, matey!" called Ferral, still working with the flag.
"Get the bunting up and return below!" ordered Matt.
"I suppose you think, matey, that you're the only one who's privileged to show himself while the rebels are shaking out their loads at us."
"I don't want you to expose yourself to needless danger, Dick," said Matt.
"Danger!" Dick gave vent to a scornful laugh. "I don't think the greasers can shoot. Let's give 'em a chance at us and see if——"
Dick was interrupted by a hoarse boom!