Spain against him, and the way he went at them and smashed them up from the very start of the fight is something for every sailor to remember as long as the world goes round. The only bad thing about it was that he was shot down in the very thick of it and killed."
"Yes, this book tells about that, and how England has honored Nelson, too," said Larry. "And such a man deserves to be honored."
"There ain't no telling how our modern battleships are going to pull through in a fight," said Striker. "Although England and America and France and Germany and Spain and some of the other countries have 'em, they ain't been put into active use. I've been told the Chinese and Japanese used some of 'em during their late war, but them heathens don't count—not alongside o' Anglo-Saxon blood; eh, Hobson?"
"I grant you that, every time. Striker,—Anglo-Saxon blood every trip,—against the world," cried the Englishman, heartily. "Now you take it among ourselves," he went on, after a pause. "The Americans and English and Germans, and even the French, can get along together; but put a Spaniard or a Portuguese or an Italian, or one of that
