The times., 1898-11-06
Tie Deum Laudanus.

AFTER SANTIAGO, JULY 3, 1888
Zen as Algerian tribesmen encircled the lair Of
the lion,
As elephant. horseman and beater, encompass the
haunt Of the tiger,
So in the dawn Of the Sabbath, vigilaut. ready
for battle,
Waited the warshps of schley, the grim iron
squadron Of Sampson,
Far TO the east and to the west the turquoise
Diae seas in the dawning
Airfored the transports and cruisers, the bright
hued banners and pennants,
Inc lofty cliffs pennoned with palm-trees, the
ruins OF beacon and fortress
And in that glory Of peace few dreamed of the
battle impending.
As from the gorges Of Atlas the lion and Homes
issue,
Furious with hunger and wounds and cb,rrir,,
the circle of hunismen,
As scared by rocket and bullet, the tigers spring
from the jungle
Wearied OF useless concealment, and thinking on
iy OF vengeance,
SO threading the sinuous bay OF beleaguered and
doomed Santiago,
Past the Merrimac's wreck and the forts of Es-
trella and Moro,
Defying the incoming warships, vet hoping again
to elude them,
Cervers rushed down 20 the sea and led his ships
TO the westward.
Silently, swiftly and grimly sehlev's battleshius
ranged up to larboard, 7l
Barring the way OF retreat, and awaiting the
signal for battle
And then, very volcano Of smoke. FIRE, destrue-
tion and carnage
Broke on that Sabbath Of rest and shut out the
glory OF heaven:
Even the gay iion-standard, the bright stars and
stripes OF Old Glory
Scarce could be seen in the reek and pail OF
that terrible battle
Whence shot in flashes ineessant, the lightnings
oi numberless
Fought by American gunners in silent, infexible
fury.
Under the rent Spanish lions, the black smoke
poured thick from the tunnels.
The furnaces ragged and grew red, the guns were
ablaze and defiant.
The great waves were ehurned into froth as the
black prows tore over and through them,
The splinters Of missiles and armor made sham
bles Of turret and sponsor,
As fighting like iends. and afame, with the red
blood awash in their scuppers,
Hemrned in on the right by the ledges, which
fringe the sierras de Cobre,
And on the left by that fell. pursuing tornado
of battle;
On toward the peak Of Tarquina. Cer-era,s fleet
battled and hurried.
Far ahead. schley in the Brooklyn, hung on the
TANKS Of the Colon,
The Texas, Iowa, and Oregon. driving like turies
behind him.
Bsnncred with hamc and shattered reeiing meath
merciie<s volleys.
The Furor, Maria Teresa vizcaya and PIuton
turned shoreward.
Buryng their BOWS in the surf and seeking respite
mid the ledgss;
Soon the oquend9 was beached. and only the
Cristobal Colon, ~ -4t4-E
swifest and strongest Of al, staggered and reeled
10 the westward
Until she. too. was aiame, and rushed to her
doom mid the breakers.
So rushed the lions OF Spain from the peace of
the Sabbath TO battle,
So leaped the strong. swift tigers, desperate
fanished and vengeful,
So the Columbian squadrons turned back their
first reckless onset
And fell their fanks as the eagles swoop from
aloft their quarry.
Now to thee, God Of our fathers. who in thy in
finite wisdom
Hast led US from peace into war, and to victory
past expectation.
Give we the praise for thy guidance, and never
ceasing protection
From the dread perils OF war, and the losses thy
pity hath spared us.
Charles W. Hall.