struck their men
with the flat of their swords, compelling them to stand their ground.
More than one Spanish sailor was pistoled as an example to the others.

Like desperate men they rallied. On they came, bearing back the
Americans by force of numbers.

To the ground fell Mr. Tyler.

A dozen Spaniards rushed at him.

"Take him prisoner!" cried Captain Moret.

Young Glory and Dan Daly flew to the rescue.

By the time they had reached their leader he was on his feet again with
his face to the foe.

"Unhurt!" he cried, with a smile; "slipped, that was all!"

"An' that spalpeen slipped, too!" laughed Dan, as he cut a Spaniard down
with a furious blow from his cutlass.

Two men rushed at Dan to avenge their fallen comrade. Just at this
instant, as Young Glory was going to Dan's assistance, his sword slipped
from his grasp falling to the deck, some distance away.

If Dan was to be saved no time must be lost. Young Glory saw this, and
not an instant did he hesitate.

He flew at the nearest Spaniard, without a weapon, and seizing the man
by the neck, Young Glory hurled him furiously away. The man rolled over
and over on the deck, finally landing against one of the turrets, and
lying there unconscious from the force of the blow.

The Spaniards stood aghast at this exhibition of strength. By this time
Young Glory had obtained another cutlass, and Dan had relieved himself
of his remaining foe.

The fight became general again. Mr. Tyler was acting on the defensive
now. If he could only sustain the contest, he felt convinced that he
could tire out the Spaniards.

His men were shooting down the enemy rapidly, and, besides, the riflemen
on the Nashville were doing terrible damage.

All at once there was a lull.

The Spaniards called off their men. They got into shelter, and ceased to
attack the Americans.

"What does it mean?"

"Sir, it's enough they've had."

"Looks like it, Dan."

"It's givin' up they'll be in a minute."

"No," said Young Glory, decidedly.

"Why, what d'you mean?"

"I know what they're doing, sir. I heard the calls and caught some of
the orders given, and I understand them. We shall have the hottest time
of all."

"How so?"

"Captain Moret has rallied together all the men on the ship, every man
of them, and they'll come against us like an avalanche."

"They will sweep us from the ship!" cried Mr. Tyler, aghast at the
prospect.

Even Dan Daly was silent. For once the Irishman c