. The chicago Record's war stories : by staff correspondents in the field ; copiously illustrated. shore, careened in shallow water, with herdecks at an angle of 45 degrees and her upperdecks half awash. The galling fire whichwas poured into the mouth of the harbor bythe American vessels when the cruiser wasmaneuvering for position was simply intol-erable, and her crew beached her to savetheir lives. Neither vessel obstructs thechannel in the least, and the Merrimac re-mains but a monument to brave endeavor. After we passed the intricate curves of theentrance channel and the view opened before
. The chicago Record's war stories : by staff correspondents in the field ; copiously illustrated. shore, careened in shallow water, with herdecks at an angle of 45 degrees and her upperdecks half awash. The galling fire whichwas poured into the mouth of the harbor bythe American vessels when the cruiser wasmaneuvering for position was simply intol-erable, and her crew beached her to savetheir lives. Neither vessel obstructs thechannel in the least, and the Merrimac re-mains but a monument to brave endeavor. After we passed the intricate curves of theentrance channel and the view opened beforeus the whole of Santiago harbor was visible,extending in a curving, cove-indented coursefor five or six miles. The shore is marked bya range of green, palm-covered mountains,with little valleys cutting through the hills,down which come the sudden summer thun-derstorms, as in every tropical country thatI have seen. The mountain sides show marksof cultivation and the luxuriant foliage issufficient testimony that when peace reignsplantations will be prosperous. THE CHICAGO RECORDS WAR STORIES 107. RED CROSS SHIP STATE OF TEXAS. Along the shore line of the harbor many ofthe projecting points are dotted with little,low, quaint cottages, and as we passed themthe occupants came running to wave theirenthusiastic welcomes. As we made our way-farther down the harbor the specks at theother extremity began to take form, and thecity was really in sight. Soon the brown-tiled roofs appeared. Next the inevitableSpanish blue of the houses made itself morepronounced—that color which is the domi-nant tone in every Cuban city. The tops ofthe cocoanut palms waved above the houseslike great, soft bunches of plumes. Just asthe ship came to anchor the mist lifted likea white veil from the mountains and the sunwent down in a rosy light. It was impossible to escape a realization ofthe impressiveness of the occasion. The RedCross was at last in reach of its mission andorganized systematic work. The pre
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