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“Already the battle lines esparrancló, once was bad and now it’s worse.”
Indeed, the vanguard became rear, and the reserve squad, which was the best, as I heard, was in the queue. As the wind was light, boats of various walking and little skilled crew, the new line could not come either quickly or accurately: some ships went very quickly and rushed on the front, others left soon, lagging, or was diverted, leaving a large clear that breaking the line, before the enemy take the trouble to do so.
Was sent to restore order, but obedient than a vessel, is not as easy to use as a horse. For this reason, and watching the maneuvers of the nearest ships, Middle-man said:
“The line is longer than the road to Santiago. If the gentleman’s short, goodbye my flag: lose to the gait, hair manque we do guns. Gentlemen, we will give the center juleps. How can they come to help the San Juan and the Bahama, which are in the queue, and the Neptune or the Lightning, who are leading? (Rumors of approval.) Also, we are to leeward, and can choose the point-coats who want to attack us. Rather we will defend us as we can. What I say is that God will take good, and free us forever and ever amen French Jesus. “
The sun moved toward the zenith, and the enemy was over.
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