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262 Marching with Gomez
along the beach, towards the Boca de Nuevitas, to
where the boat lay, leaving a deep trail in the sand.
Alfredo tagged along with the coast-guard, for he
would not leave till he saw me safely afloat. Alfredo had begged to go to America; but he was
inland-born and one glance at the boat and a sweep
of his eye over the blue ocean, ruffled with white
caps and broken with a spray-dashed line of reefs,
changed his mind promptly and firmly.
The path to a land of peace now lay before us ;
all that detained us was the preparation of our craft.
" No. 5," as she was labelled, was a stout whale-
boat, twenty-seven feet of keel and five of beam.
She was one of the boats of the Laurada, that
landed the Ruz expedition at Punto del Ganado, near
Nuevitas, on the nth of May, 1896. She landed
her cargo of men and ammunition successfully, and
when the other small boats were burned, " No. 5 "
was paddled along the shore and hidden among the
palms and grape trees, at a point midway between
the Punto del Ganado and Maternillos light.
We were eleven in one party — Colonel Cespedes, Captain Mario Carrillo, Lieutenant Eduardo
Laborde, the American doctor, three Cuban coast
pilots, three negro sailors, and myself. Our " mascot," a gift to the doctor from Perez, — a green and
red parrot that would wink intelligently when the
word " filibuster" was mentioned, and cry " Al
machete! Al machete ! " when excited, — completed
the make-up of the party.
The labor of refitting " No. 5" for a sea-trip
was slow. Sails, oars, masts, kegs for water, a rud-
| Title | Marching with Gomez |
| Creator | Flint, Grover |
| Publisher | Lamson, Wolffe and company |
| Place of Publication | Boston, New York [etc.] |
| Date | 1898 |
| Language | eng |
| Type | Books/Pamphlets |
| Title | 00000309 |
| Type | Books/Pamphlets |
| Transcript | 262 Marching with Gomez along the beach, towards the Boca de Nuevitas, to where the boat lay, leaving a deep trail in the sand. Alfredo tagged along with the coast-guard, for he would not leave till he saw me safely afloat. Alfredo had begged to go to America; but he was inland-born and one glance at the boat and a sweep of his eye over the blue ocean, ruffled with white caps and broken with a spray-dashed line of reefs, changed his mind promptly and firmly. The path to a land of peace now lay before us ; all that detained us was the preparation of our craft. " No. 5," as she was labelled, was a stout whale- boat, twenty-seven feet of keel and five of beam. She was one of the boats of the Laurada, that landed the Ruz expedition at Punto del Ganado, near Nuevitas, on the nth of May, 1896. She landed her cargo of men and ammunition successfully, and when the other small boats were burned, " No. 5 " was paddled along the shore and hidden among the palms and grape trees, at a point midway between the Punto del Ganado and Maternillos light. We were eleven in one party — Colonel Cespedes, Captain Mario Carrillo, Lieutenant Eduardo Laborde, the American doctor, three Cuban coast pilots, three negro sailors, and myself. Our " mascot," a gift to the doctor from Perez, — a green and red parrot that would wink intelligently when the word " filibuster" was mentioned, and cry " Al machete! Al machete ! " when excited, — completed the make-up of the party. The labor of refitting " No. 5" for a sea-trip was slow. Sails, oars, masts, kegs for water, a rud- |
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