. The chicago Record's war stories : by staff correspondents in the field ; copiously illustrated. re this ironclad, the Amphitrite,began her service in the existing war changeswere made in her ventilating system whichgave a marked improvement in the tempera-ture below. Her latest reports give the al-most frigid temperatures for her of 120 de-grees Fahrenheit in the engine room and 148degrees in the fireroom. The monitors es-pecially are sinners with regard to excessiveheat, which may be regarded as almost anelement of their being and of service uponthese low-lying bulldogs of the sea. Thefigu
. The chicago Record's war stories : by staff correspondents in the field ; copiously illustrated. re this ironclad, the Amphitrite,began her service in the existing war changeswere made in her ventilating system whichgave a marked improvement in the tempera-ture below. Her latest reports give the al-most frigid temperatures for her of 120 de-grees Fahrenheit in the engine room and 148degrees in the fireroom. The monitors es-pecially are sinners with regard to excessiveheat, which may be regarded as almost anelement of their being and of service uponthese low-lying bulldogs of the sea. Thefigures for the Amphitrite have been latest temperatures reported from hersister, the Terror, are 155 degrees in the fire-room and 140 degrees in the engine room,while on the Miantonomoh these tempera-tures are, respectively, 149 degrees and 138degrees. A bare recital of these facts givesbut scant idea of the steadfast fortitude ofour men under the tropic, of the heroic re-sistance with which Anglo-Saxon and Amer-ican human nature is opposing in this war THE CHICAGO RECORDS WAR 8T01 245. COALING A WARSHIP.[From a photograph by William JSchmedtgen. ] to the adverse conditions which environ it. It is, however, not only the men behindthe furnace fire who suffer. The man be-hind the gun toils also in the sweat of hisbrow, bathed in the tropic heat, with reck-less courage and in .sunburnt mirth, toprove, in this war for humanitys sake, thatOur country is the world; our countrymenare all mankind. The commander of one of our monitors,who, it is sad to say, was later stricken byapoplexy, arising doubtless from his ardu-ous service, reported some months sincethat his ship was almost unbearable for hercrew; that there was no place on her forweary men to rest. With the suns rays fromabove and the roaring fires beneath, her deckwas but an oven plate, which, it is true,supported her crew, but only in the ever-changing attitudes of the traditional henon a hot griddle. Without a supers
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