July Number PERIODICAL ROOM GENERAL LIBRARY UNIV. OF MICH. by Capt. Thomason author of "Fix Bayonets" ~ Those Absurd Missionaries with Plant location A good factory site is not merely a suitable topographical location. It is a place where all Our experience in many phases of engineering and industrial work in more than half of the Write for "Factories for the Future" or any of the other books listed below, for a brief sum- J. E. SIRRINE & COMPANY A PLEASANT BLUE-EYED GIRL WITH HAIR OF ASH CAME FROM THE HOUSE, WIPING FLOURY HANDS ON HER GINGHAM APRON. -See "Old Soldier," page 15. SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE VOL. LXXXII JULY, 1927 The Marines See the Revolution NICARAGUA BY JOHN W. THOMASON, JR. Captain U. S. Marine Corps; Author of "Fix Bayonets!" "Red Pants," etc. ILLUSTRATIONS BY THE AUTHOR HE ward-room and the gun-deck are not in the confidence of admirals. We knew nothing of this revolution which blazed along the Mosquito Coast, except that it had jerked us out of Balboa very early on a wet Sunday morning-torn us from wives and sweethearts and the pleasant relaxations of Panama and brought t us north across the squally Caribbean at some knots above standard steaming speed. The usual rumors seeped around the ship-battles, murder, and sudden death, and so forth; and they told the Landing Force to get ready, which it did with the ease of established routine. The NO. 1 Landing Force was on deck, with its fieldgear struck up, when the Flag-ship nosed in across the shallows and anchored, in choppy yellow water, at about seven bells of the morning watch, two thousand yards off the long dock of the Fruit Company at Cabesa Dios. All hands looked eagerly and listened. There was the red line of the bluffs above the surf, and the tall smoke-stacks of the Company's mills, quivering in the heathaze; you saw the red roofs of the Company buildings all arow, and the low hills of the Mosquito Coast faintly purple inland. No smoke of burning houses stained the blue sky, and the hot little wind that blew offshore brought no crackle of rifles or drumming of machine-guns. By every sign, the fight, if any, was finished. The Copyrighted in 1927 in United States, Canada, and Great Britain by Charles Scribner's Sons. |