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Frank R Stockton
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       _ In the spring of a certain year, not far from the
       close of the nineteenth century, when the political
       relations between the United States and Great Britain
       became so strained that careful observers on both sides
       of the Atlantic were forced to the belief that a
       serious break in these relations might be looked for at
       any time, the fishing schooner Eliza Drum sailed from
       a port in Maine for the banks of Newfoundland.
       It was in this year that a new system of protection
       for American fishing vessels had been adopted in
       Washington. Every fleet of these vessels was
       accompanied by one or more United States cruisers,
       which remained on the fishing grounds, not only
       for the purpose of warning American craft who might
       approach too near the three-mile limit, but also to
       overlook the action of the British naval vessels
       on the coast, and to interfere, at least by protest,
       with such seizures of American fishing boats as might
       appear to be unjust. In the opinion of all persons of
       sober judgment, there was nothing in the condition of
       affairs at this time so dangerous to the peace of the
       two countries as the presence of these American
       cruisers in the fishing waters.
       The Eliza Drum was late in her arrival on the
       fishing grounds, and having, under orders from
       Washington, reported to the commander of the
       Lennehaha, the United States vessel in charge at that
       place, her captain and crew went vigorously to work to
       make up for lost time. They worked so vigorously, and
       with eyes so single to the catching of fish, that on
       the morning of the day after their arrival, they were
       hauling up cod at a point which, according to the
       nationality of the calculator, might be two and three-
       quarters or three and one-quarter miles from the
       Canadian coast.
       In consequence of this inattention to the apparent
       extent of the marine mile, the Eliza Drum, a little
       before noon, was overhauled and seized by the British
       cruiser, Dog Star. A few miles away the
       Lennehaha had perceived the dangerous position of the
       Eliza Drum, and had started toward her to warn her to
       take a less doubtful position. But before she arrived
       the capture had taken place. When he reached the spot
       where the Eliza Drum had been fishing, the commander
       of the Lennehaha made an observation of the distance
       from the shore, and calculated it to be more than three
       miles. When he sent an officer in a boat to the Dog
       Star to state the result of his computations, the
       captain of the British vessel replied that he was
       satisfied the distance was less than three miles, and
       that he was now about to take the Eliza Drum into
       port.
       On receiving this information, the commander of the
       Lennehaha steamed closer to the Dog Star, and
       informed her captain, by means of a speaking-trumpet,
       that if he took the Eliza Drum into a Canadian port,
       he would first have to sail over his ship. To this the
       captain of the Dog Star replied that he did not in
       the least object to sail over the Lennehaha, and
       proceeded to put a prize crew on board the fishing
       vessel.
       At this juncture the captain of the Eliza Drum
       ran up a large American flag; in five minutes afterward
       the captain of the prize crew hauled it down; in less
       than ten minutes after this the Lennehaha and the
       Dog Star were blazing at each other with their bow
       guns. The spark had been struck.
       The contest was not a long one. The Dog Star was
       of much greater tonnage and heavier armament than her
       antagonist, and early in the afternoon she steamed for
       St. John's, taking with her as prizes both the Eliza
       Drum and the Lennehaha.
       All that night, at every point in the United States
       which was reached by telegraph, there burned a
       smothered fire; and the next morning, when the regular
       and extra editions of the newspapers were poured out
       upon the land, the fire burst into a roaring blaze.
       From lakes to gulf, from ocean to ocean, on mountain
       and plain, in city and prairie, it roared and blazed.
       Parties, sections, politics, were all forgotten. Every
       American formed part of an electric system; the same
       fire flashed into every soul. No matter what might be
       thought on the morrow, or in the coming days which
       might bring better under-standing, this day the
       unreasoning fire blazed and roared.
       With morning newspapers in their hands, men rushed
       from the breakfast-tables into the streets to meet
       their fellow-men. What was it that they should do?
       Detailed accounts of the affair came rapidly, but
       there was nothing in them to quiet the national
       indignation; the American flag had been hauled down by
       Englishmen, an American naval vessel had been fired
       into and captured; that was enough! No matter whether
       the Eliza Drum was within the three-mile limit or
       not! No matter which vessel fired first! If it were
       the Lennehaha, the more honour to her; she ought to
       have done it! From platform, pulpit, stump, and
       editorial office came one vehement, passionate shout
       directed toward Washington.
       Congress was in session, and in its halls the fire
       roared louder and blazed higher than on mountain or
       plain, in city or prairie. No member of the
       Government, from President to page, ventured to oppose
       the tempestuous demands of the people. The day for
       argument upon the exciting question had been a long
       weary one, and it had gone by in less than a week
       the great shout of the people was answered by a
       declaration of war against Great Britain.
       When this had been done, those who demanded war
       breathed easier, but those who must direct the war
       breathed harder.
       It was indeed a time for hard breathing, but the
       great mass of the people perceived no reason why this
       should be. Money there was in vast abundance. In
       every State well-drilled men, by thousands, stood ready
       for the word to march, and the military experience and
       knowledge given by a great war was yet strong upon the
       nation.
       To the people at large the plan of the war appeared
       a very obvious and a very simple one. Canada had given
       the offence, Canada should be made to pay the penalty.
       In a very short time, one hundred thousand, two hundred
       thousand, five hundred thousand men, if necessary,
       could be made ready for the invasion of Canada. From
       platform, pulpit, stump, and editorial office came the
       cry: "On to Canada!"
       At the seat of Government, however, the plan of the
       war did not appear so obvious, so simple. Throwing a
       great army into Canada was all well enough, and that
       army would probably do well enough; but the question
       which produced hard breathing in the executive branch
       of the Government was the immediate protection of the
       sea-coast, Atlantic, Gulf, and even Pacific.
       In a storm of national indignation war had been
       declared against a power which at this period of her
       history had brought up her naval forces to a point
       double in strength to that of any other country in the
       world. And this war had been declared by a nation
       which, comparatively speaking, possessed no naval
       strength at all.
       For some years the United States navy had been
       steadily improving, but this improvement was not
       sufficient to make it worthy of reliance at this
       crisis. As has been said, there was money enough, and
       every ship-yard in the country could be set to work to
       build ironclad men-of-war: but it takes a long time to
       build ships, and England's navy was afloat. It was the
       British keel that America had to fear.
       By means of the continental cables it was known
       that many of the largest mail vessels of the British
       transatlantic lines, which had been withdrawn upon the
       declaration of war, were preparing in British ports
       to transport troops to Canada. It was not impossible
       that these great steamers might land an army in Canada
       before an American army could be organized and marched
       to that province. It might be that the United States
       would be forced to defend her borders, instead of
       invading those of the enemy.
       In every fort and navy-yard all was activity; the
       hammering of iron went on by day and by night; but what
       was to be done when the great ironclads of England
       hammered upon our defences? How long would it be
       before the American flag would be seen no more upon the
       high seas?
       It is not surprising that the Government found its
       position one of perilous responsibility. A wrathful
       nation expected of it more than it could perform.
       All over the country, however, there were
       thoughtful men, not connected with the Government, who
       saw the perilous features of the situation; and day by
       day these grew less afraid of being considered
       traitors, and more willing to declare their convictions
       of the country's danger. Despite the continuance of
       the national enthusiasm, doubts, perplexities, and
       fears began to show themselves. _