The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1915-06-22

2 Ing enemy as if the fleet were an army moving along populous highway of the land
 remorseIess advance breathlessIy, ap- prehensively, but behind it's apprehen- sion there was hope Surely, surely : men said to each other, ..our splendid sailors. will get at themI'
 Accustomed by it's history to expect thrilling deeds of dash and enterprise that should wrest success out of disas-l ter, the United States waited for the deed.
 It came Out of the far Atlantic came the story. It came from the bat Heshfp Kearsarge and went to the Chester, 1t was passed on by the Ches- ter and picked up by the Tacoma, and the Tacoma tossed 1t into the air and sent it to the coast.
 Engaged, said the Kearsarge, @have-sunk,s and then there came a break in the message. Destroy err 1ight-cruiser'' spoke the wireless again, and stopped t'Armored-cruis- er,', spoke the. wireless again in half an hour tPort-b disabled with drawing pre-D -Dreadnoug1lt abaft - starboard beam - firing IA, 0OO-yards
 Dread dnoug ht-port beam'' Again there came an abrupt cheek to the wireless.
 To the men or the feet somewhere of the Virginia capes,' and to the men in newspaper offices from ocean to ocean, it was as if they were wit messing the fight. Indeed, the presses. had some of it printed eand on the streets before the battIeshipss story was done
 tDreadnought'' started the wire less again; I7,O00-y yards n--struck after gun-upp upper-turret- struck --f0rw ard-gIln -- lower - turret - dis mounted am struck after gun-row- er-turret',
 The air fell silent It was the last word from the Kearsarge
 As man, said the admiral that night to the correspondents who pressed him for an interview, T am glad that the Kearsarge did it. As admiral can only say that her destruction, old though she was, is heavy loss to us that would not be balanced even if, besides the ships she sank. she had sunk both the Dreadnoughts. We have ordered the fleet to keep itself intact"
 Does that mean that there are to be no raids P
  admiral With sufficient machinery herotsm can do great deefIs today as ever. Without the machinery it can only go down singing. [Certain naval experts, bastng their opinion on study of the recent naval battles, claim that a difference of as little as 10 per cent in efficiency between fleets otherwise ab- solutely equal means inevitable de-. struct1on for the inferior heet-l
 The enemy transports are within an tnmost line of great ships. At the mar gin of their zone of fire is another armored line of Dreadnoughts. And the outer cortIon is at the margin of that zone of fire Thus one of our raiding ships would have to break through at least thirty miles, every inch of it un- der fire from half dozen ships It cannot be done. This enemy fleet could be broken only by brute force. To at tack in force with our inferior fleet would mean simply that we should smash ourselves against him as un- availing1y as if we smashed ourselves full speed ahead against rocky coast'' ;
 But surely at night our ships can dash in i' insisted the public, reluctant to give up romantic hopes. tTWait-and some night you will see!'
 Then there came q wireless relayed from the Gonyngham, biggest and swiftest of the American destroyer di- visions. She has circled the whole en- emy fleet, flying around it through days and nights at the full speed of her thirty knots. Her message told why there could be no daring raids at night
 There was no night. All the sea, ran , the Conyngham's tale, was lit like a flaming city. The outer cordon played its search1ights far toward each hori- zon. It played other lights inward, to- ward it's own battleships. And the line of batt1esh1ps tn turn. kept mighty