CONTENTS OF McCLURE'S MAGAZINE. ADMIRALS, THE TWO. BASED ON MEMORANDA FURNISHED BY R. B. PORTER, SON OF ADMIRAL PAGE 560 CAPT. JASPER E. BRADY, U. S. A. Illustrated.... 539 AMERICA REVISITED IN WAR TIME. HENRY NORMAN..... BISMARCK, PRINCE OTTO EDUARD LEOPOLD VON. A PORTRAIT FROM LIFE BY C. W. ALLERS.. 498 CAPTAINS, A COUPLE O'. A TRUE STORY. CY WARMAN... 580 551 I. AS SEEN FROM THE FLAGSHIP "BROOKLYN." GEORGE E. GRAHAM. Illustrated.. 403 76 CIRCUS, AT SEA WITH THE. CHARLES THEODORE MURRAY. Illustrated..... VII. WITH GRANT AND HIS GENERALS IN THE MARCH TO PETERSBURG-IN THE PANIC VIII. EXPERIENCES IN THE SECRET SERVICE-A VISIT TO SHERIDAN. Illustrated.. CUBAN SOIL, THE FIRST FIGHT ON. STEPHEN BONSAL. CUSTER'S, GENERAL, LAST FIGHT AS SEEN BY TWO MOON. HAMLIN GARLAND. Illustrated.. 443 EARTHQUAKES, PROFESSOR JOHN MILNE, OBSERVER OF. CLEVELAND MOFFETT. FARRAGUT AND PORTER, ADMIRALS. RICHARD B. PORTER. Illustrated.. FASTEST VESSEL, THE, AFLOAT. THE "TURBINIA" AND THE NEW ERA SHE PROMISES IN OCEAN CONSCIENCE, THE, OF ALDERMAN MCGINNIS. OCTAVE THANET. Illustrated.. EVICTION AT DUNSHAUGHLIN BOG. M. G. SAMPSON.. GIFT, THE, OF ABNER GRICE. ROBERT BARR. Illustrated. GOD AND THE PAGAN. W. A. FRASER. Illustrated.. GRAND ARMY MAN, AN OLD. OCTAVE THANET. Illustrated. "IN AMBUSH." RUDYARD KIPLING. Illustrated...... JIM WAINWRIGHT'S KID. JOHN A. HILL. Illustrated.. LETTER, A, FROM THE 'HIO. ROWLAND E. ROBINSON. LINER, THE, AND THE ICEBERG. CUTCLIFFE HYNE. LOVE IN A FOG. HESTER CALDWELL OAKLEY, Illustrated. FICTION SHORT STORIES.-Continued. PEG-LEGGED ROMANCE, A. JOHN A. HILL. Illustrated. POLAR ZONE, THE. JOHN A. HILL. Illustrated... UNCLE LUTHER DOWELL'S WOODEN LEG. RAY STANNARD BAKER. WHILE THE EVIL DAYS COME NOT. A BOYVILLE STORY. FIGHT, THE, FOR SANTIAGO. STEPHEN BONSAL. Illustrated...... FIGHTING LEADERS, THE, STORIES OF. L. A. COOLIDGE. Illustrated...... FIGHTING STRENGTH, THE, OF THE UNITED STATES. F. W. HEWES. Illustrated..... FIRST FIGHT, THE, ON CUBAN SOIL. STEPHEN BONSAL. Illustrated......... HOW THE NEWS OF THE WAR IS REPORTED. RAY STANNARD BAKER... 491 HOW THE WAR BEGAN. WITH THE BLOCKADING FLEET OFF CUBA. STEPHEN BONSAL. Illustrated... 120 206 47 LAMENT, THE, OF THE EMPTY NEST. A POEM. MARGARET FRANCES MAURO........ 559 TODD HELM...... 476 MCKINLEY, PRESIDENT, IN WAR TIMES. NOTES AND INCIDENTS FROM LIFE. IDA M. TARBELL. Illustrated..... 209 MCIVOR, THE PASSING OF. A TRUE STORY. CY. WARMAN...... 484 MANILA, AN AMERICAN IN. JOSEPH EARLE STEVENS. Illustrated... 186 III. OBSERVATIONS AND EXPERIENCES AT THE AUTUMN MANŒUVERS IN RUSSIA, GER- MILITARY EUROPE. PERSONAL OBSERVATIONS AND EXPERIENCES. MAJOR-GENERAL NELSON A. MILES. I. WITH THE TURKISH AND GREEK ARMIES IN TIME OF WAR. Illustrated........ 129 II. THE MILITARY AND NAVAL GLORY OF ENGLAND. AS SEEN AT THE QUEEN'S JUBILEE, MILNE, JOHN, OBSERVER OF EARTHQUAKES. CLEVELAND MOFFETT. Illustrated.. VII. WITH GRANT AND HIS GENERALS IN THE MARCH TO PETERSBURG-IN THE PANIC VIII. EXPERIENCES IN THE SECRET SERVICE-A VISIT TO SHERIDAN. Illustrated... 28 RIDE, MY, ACROSS CUBA. THE STORY OF A SECRET MISSION. LIEUTENANT-COLONEL ANDREW S. 372 RUPERT OF HENTZAU. A NOVEL. CONCLUSION. ANTHONY HOPE. SANTIAGO, DIARY OF THE BRITISH CONSUL AT, DURING HOSTILITIES. FREDERICK W. RAMSDEN 580 SANTIAGO, THE FIGHT FOR. STEPHEN BONSAL. Illustrated........ SIBONEY, WHAT A YOUNG GIRL SAW AT. ELSIE REASONER.......... SONGS OF THE SHIPS OF STEEL. POEMS. JAMES BARNES....... TRAIN-DESPATCHER, ADVENTURES OF A.-I. CAPT. JASPER E. BRADY, U. S. A. Illustrated..... 539 VOLCANOES, MARVELOUS FACTS IN THE ACTION OF. CLEVELAND MOFFETT. Illustrated.......... From a recent photograph by Ch. Scolik, Vienna. Mark Twain is here shown sitting to Miss Theresa Feodorowna Ries, a young Russian sculptress of rising fame, who has just completed very successfully the bust of Mark Twain that appears in the picture as in course of modeling. ERY few of my friends know me for a seafaring man, but I sailed the salt seas, man and boy, for nine months and eighteen days, and I know just as much about sailing the hereinbefore mentioned salt seas as I ever want to. Ever so long ago, when I was young and tender, I used to have fits of wanting to go into business for myself. Along about the front edge of the seventies, pay for "toting" people and "truck" over the eastern railroads of New England was not of sufficient plenitude to worry a man as to how he would invest his pay check-it was usually invested before he got it. One of my periodical fits of wanting to go into business for myself came on suddenly one day, when I got home and found another baby in the house. I was right in the very worst spasms of it when my brother Enoch, whom I hadn't seen for seventeen years, walked in on me. Enoch was fool enough to run away to sea when he was twelve years old-I suppose he was afraid he would get the chance to do something besides whaling. We were born down New Bedford way, where another boy and myself were the only two fellows in the district, for over forty years, who didn't go hunting whales, icebergs, foul smells, and scurvy, up in King Frost's bailiwick, just south of the Pole. Enoch had been captain and part owner of a Pacific whaler; she had recently burned at Honolulu, and he was back home now to buy a new ship. He had heard that I, his little brother John, was the best locomotive engineer in the whole world, and had come to see me-partly on account of relationship, but more to get my advice about buying a steam whaling-ship. Enoch knew more about whales and ships and such things than you could put down in a book, but he had no more idea how steam propelled a ship than I had what a "skivvie tricer" was. Well, before the week was out, Enoch showed me that he was pretty well fixed in a financial way, and as he had no kin but me that he cared about, he offered me an interest in his new steam whaler, if I would go as chief engineer with her to the North Pacific. The terms were liberal and the chance a good one, so it seemed, and after a good many consultations, my wife agreed to let me go for one cruise. She asked about the stops to be made in going around the Horn, and figured mentally a little after each place was named-I believe now, she half expected that I would desert the ship and walk home from one of these stops, and was figuring on the time it would take me. When the robins were building their nests, the new steam whaler, "Champion," left New Bedford for parts unknown (via the Horn), with the sea-sickest chief engineer that ever smelt fish oil. The steam plant wasn't very much-two boilers and a plain twenty-eight by thirty-six double engine, and any amount of hoisting rigs, blubber-boilers, and other paraphernalia. We refitted in San Francisco, and on a clear summer morning turned the white-painted figure-head of the Copyright, 1898, by the S. S. MCCLURE Co. All rights reserved. |