as dagos,—a term which became quite common among soldiers and sailors during the war, although many referred to the enemy as the Dons.
It had cleared off, and the sun shone down fiercely on the deck and elsewhere. Inside of the steel turrets the air was stifling, and no one could remain at his post over a couple of hours. From below, the engineers, firemen, and coal-heavers came up constantly for a whiff of fresh air.
"We're badly enough off," remarked Walter. "But look at those poor chaps. Why, some of the firemen look ready to melt."
"Yes, and the worst of it is they never get any credit when it comes to a battle," added Caleb. "Now to my mind, the engineer who sticks to his engine during a battle, obeying orders and running the risk of having a shot plough through a boiler and scald him to death, is just as much of a hero as the chap behind a gun—and in one way he's more of a hero; for if the ship should start to sink, a gunner has got the chance to leap overboard and swim for it, while the man below is likely to be drowned like a rat in a trap."
"And the coal-heavers work harder than negroes," put in Paul. "Just think of the tons and tons
