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Title: Our wonderful navy; the story of the sure shield in peace and war
Year: 1919 (1910s)
Authors: Margerison, John S
Subjects: World War, 1914-1918 World War, 1914-1918
Publisher: London, Cassell and Co., Ltd
Contributing Library: Robarts - University of Toronto
Digitizing Sponsor: University of Toronto

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game.The last half-dozen ships of the charging mob had no targets to fireat—the German destroyers sank before they came within reach. Then a light cruiser stopped and, spitting fire at a disabled Britishdestroyer, was encountered, and she turned some of her guns on thenew force. But one destroyer ran close in under her weapons andtorpedoed her abreast the engine-room with such force that she splitin the middle immediately, and thereafter the disabled British boat hadtime to repair her injuries and crawl out of the way. Again the charging, desperate destroyers ran foul of part of a Germanflotilla, and then, as soon as these were disposed of, they ran full slapinto a huddled mass of ships, who, without formation at all, were goingas fast as their engines could drive them towards the mouth of the Elbeand safety. Warned by tlic firing as the destroyers met and engagedeach other, the German ships turned on their guns and their search- TWISTING THE DRAGONS TAIL—WHEN HE DID NOT EXPECT IT
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The Storming of the Mole at Zeebrugge from H.M.S. V indictive. The Battle of Jutland 151 lights, while what few destroyers were with them immediately com-menced to throw out large volumes of smoke, in the hope of screeningthe larger ships. But the British forces were determined to do their worst on thisfoe who ran from a fair fight, and neither guns nor searchlights norsmoke stopped them. Each singled out a prey, and despite the vastcolumns of water that sprimg up all round them like a magic forestas the Germans fired, they pressed home their attack. It was as mixed a scrap as one could wish for. The Germans wereplainly nervous, for their guns were shooting high and often loosingoff when they could not see a target. No wonder, for the night wasrent by a succession of thxmderous crashes as the torpedoes shot home.Then vast tongues of flame leapt through the mist and darkness andsmoke, and here and there a ship took a sudden list, and tried to struggleon home, or sank immediately. And t

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