I suppose you have not seen them yet.

They are in full possession of the captain's quarters, and are at breakfast now." The breakfast call sounded, and in twos and threes the officers of the "_Long Island_," passed into the ward-room.
John Carmody was provided with a seat beside the chaplain.
"Darrin, you lucky dog!" called Lieutenant-Commander Denton, as soon as the officers were seated.
"Am I really fortunate ?" Dave smiled back.
"Yes; for you were privileged to order the firing of the first shots in the Mexican war that is now close at hand.

You are, or will be, historical, Darrin!" Dave's face clouded as he replied, gravely: "And I am also aware, sir, that I had the misfortune to lose the first men killed." "That was regrettable," replied another officer, "but we of the Navy expect to go down some day.

The two men who were killed died for the honor and credit of the service, and of the Flag, which we serve.

It is the lot of all of us, Darrin.