promotion of EVERY BOY'S LIBRARY would have been
impossible.

We wish, too, to express our heartiest gratitude to the
Library Commission, who, without compensation, have placed
their vast experience and immense resources at the service
of our Movement.

The Commission invites suggestions as to future books to be
included in the Library. Librarians, teachers, parents, and
all others interested in welfare work for boys, can render a
unique service by forwarding to National Headquarters lists
of such books as in their judgment would be suitable for
EVERY BOY'S LIBRARY.

Signed

Chief Scout Executive.

ACKNOWLEDGEMENT

Acknowledgements are due to J. Harper Skillen, Stewart Flagg, George
Yardley, W.G. Wood, and E. Howe Stockwell for the use of photographs;
and to C.B. Hayward and Allan H. Seaman for the use of notes and
diaries.

[Illustration: THE NAVAL RESERVES LEAVING NEW YORK--GOING OFF IN THE
TUGBOAT TO MAN THE "YANKEE".]

THIS BOOK IS RESPECTFULLY DEDICATED BY

RUSSELL DOUBLEDAY

NUMBER FIVE OF THE AFTER PORT GUN OF THE YANKEE

TO THE NAVAL RESERVE ORGANIZATIONS

THROUGHOUT THE UNITED STATES, WHO HAVE MADE SUCH

AN ENVIABLE RECORD DURING THE SPANISH-AMERICAN

WAR AND BEFORE WHOM SUCH A

GLORIOUS FUTURE

OPENS AUTHOR'S FOREWORD

1898 April 1917

The successors of the crew of the "Yankee" are now "somewhere in the
service." The boys of the First Battalion New York Naval Militia were
just as eager to get to sea in the service of Uncle Sam to do their part
for the great cause, as we were in the Spring of '98.

The old frigate "Granite State" (formerly the New Hampshire), living
through three wars, has resounded to the tramp of hundreds of tars in
the making. She is the school ship, the home ship of the First
Battalion. Down her gangways went most of the "Yankee's" crew and
between her massive decks they returned after their job was done.

As I write it seems as if I can hear the shrill whistle of the bo'sn's
pipe sounding in all parts of the old wooden ship, then the long drawn
call "all hands on deck." The men come tumbling up from below, touching
their caps in salute as their heads rise above the hatch coaming. Men
standing in battalion formation, by divisions, at attention, each man
answers "here" as his name is called. Some of the voices are a little
husky as the speaker realizes that war is on and he