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run right past the Spanish fleet for the village of Cavite. "I wonder
what the villains are up to now." In a few minutes the Petrel returned,
with six small vessels in tow as prizes. In addition, she was flying
at her mast head this signal, "Have destroyed eight vessels."

Dewey's ships moved over toward the city of Manila, took their
positions in line and remained quiet.

"What time is it?" asked Marie of the Spanish officer who stood
near her.

"Twelve-thirty," answered he, as he looked at his watch.

Marie whiled away the afternoon watching the Spaniards on Corregidor
island burying their dead comrades. She wanted to go home, but she
feared to go past Dewey's fleet.

That evening things became solemnly quiet; and the blazing sun, as its
face reddened into nightly slumber beyond the watery horizon of the
Pacific, bade farewell to a finished deed, which, in the history of
naval warfare, has never been surpassed; while the pale-faced moon,
moving slowly up her appointed path, looked calmly down with her
quartered cheek in silent benediction on the blazing hulls of the
Spanish ships as they slowly cremated their dead and dying.

The next day the Spanish Commandante on Corregidor discovered that
Dewey had blockaded the port of Manila, so he restrained Marie from
starting home for nearly a week.

Finally, she got permission to go. As she passed Dewey's fleet she
was surprised to find everything so peaceful and to see dozens of
native canoes hovering along the port-holes of his vessels, selling
fruit and curios to his men.

Marie reached home in the early evening, and found her old mother
frantic because of her absence and the excitement that had taken place.

During the next few weeks while Dewey was waiting for reinforcements
from home, many strange things occurred on shore. The Filipinos
captured or killed nearly all of the smaller Spanish garrisons
distributed throughout the islands. On May 26, they secretly cut
down the Spanish guards walking their beats along the western side of
the little town of Cavite, and let in a horde of Tagalos well armed
with bolos, who crept up near a large stone cathedral, built in 1643,
in which the Spaniards, as a military necessity after their defeat by
Dewey, were making their headquarters. These Filipinos made a mad rush
through the back door of the building and captured all the Spaniards
being quartered therein. This feat also gave them possession of another
lot of Mau