While the war lasted he would assist in his own way, acting as an auxiliary to those who were fighting, transporting all that was necessary to the struggle.

He began to look with greater respect upon the sailors obedient to his orders, simple folk who had given their blood without fine phrases and without arguments.
When peace should come he would not, therefore, retire from the sea.
There would still be much to be done.

Then would begin the commercial war, the sharp rivalry to conquer the markets of the younger nations of America.

Audacious and enormous plans were outlining themselves in his brain.

In this war he might perhaps become a leader.