These kegs, I'm told, the rebels hold,
Packed up like pickled herring;
And they've come down to attack the town
In this new way of ferrying."

The curiosity of the British at this inexplicable spectacle gave place
to alarm, when one of the kegs, being picked up, blew up a boat, and
seriously injured the man whose curiosity had led him to examine it
too closely. Half panic-stricken, the British got out their guns,
great and small; and all day every small object on the Delaware was
the target for a lively fusillade.

"The cannons roar from shore to shore,
The small arms loud did rattle.
Since wars began, I'm sure no man
E'er saw so strange a battle.

The fish below swam to and fro,
Attacked from every quarter.
'Why sure' (thought they), 'the devil's to pay,
'Mong folk above the water.'"

But in the end the kegs all floated by the city, and only the
ammunition stores of the British suffered from the attack.

Another attempt was made by Bushnell to destroy the British frigate
"Cerberus," lying at anchor off the Connecticut coast. A torpedo, with
the usual percussion apparatus, was drawn along the side of the
frigate by a long line, but fouled with a schooner lying astern. The
explosion occurred with frightful force, and the schooner was wholly
demolished. Three men who were on board of her were blown to pieces;
and a fourth was thrown high into the air, and was picked out of the
water in an almost dying condition.

These experiments of the Connecticut mechanic in the Revolutionary war
were the forerunner of a movement which took almost a hundred years to
become generally accepted. We have been accustomed to say that
Ericsson's armor-clad monitor revolutionized naval warfare; but the
perfection of the torpedo is forcing the armor-clad ships into disuse,
as they in their day thrust aside the old wooden frigates. The wise
nation to-day, seeing how irresistible is the power of the torpedo, is
abandoning the construction of cumbrous iron-clads, and building
light, swift cruisers, that by speed and easy steering can avoid the
submarine enemy. And if the torpedo cannot be said to be the ideal
weapon of chivalric warfare, it may at least in time be credited with
doing away with the custom of cooping men up in wrought-iron boxes, to
fight with machine guns. Farragut, wh