Constance's merry laugh aroused me from my reverie.
"What are you staring at?" she inquired.
"Nothing—the fleet," I smiled.
Then Louis told us what the vessels were, pointing out each by its relative position to the old Red Fort on Governor's Island.
"That little cigar shaped thing is a torpedo boat," he explained; "there are four more lying close together. They are the Tarpon , the Falcon , the Sea Fox , and the Octopus . The g*n-boats just above are the Princeton , the Champlain , the Still Water and the Erie . Next to them lie the cruisers Faragut and Los Angeles , and above them the battle ships California , and Dakota , and the
