"Hurrah!"
"That's the way to talk."
The men, desperate though their situation was, were as defiant as ever. The blue jacket who proposed making terms with the enemy would have had a very hot time. But to the credit of these sailors, it may be said, that they were all heroes, and not a man amongst them knew what fear meant.
Cutlass in hand, sternly they stood facing the foe.
"No quarter!" cried a Spanish officer. "We have offered it once, and they replied with a broadside. Forward to the attack for your king and country!"
Roused to a pitch of frenzy by this address, the Spaniards waved their swords in the air. Then, in a close column, they thundered along the deck to where the small, but devoted band of American blue jackets awaited the attack.
CHAPTER XI.
YOUNG GLORY TO THE RESCUE—A SURPRISE FOR THE BROOKLYN.
Lieutenant Tyler glanced round involuntarily. It was like a man taking his last look at the earth.