Two Boys of the Battleship; Or, For the Honor of Uncle Sam
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 “Now for that big fish of yours—where is it?” asked Frank of his brother, as they prepared to enter the circular building which forms one of the finest educational features of New York. 

 “We’ll find it when we get inside,” was the answer. “It’s a porpoise, and the accounts of it in the papers said it cut up all manner of tricks. Porpoises are very playful, you know.” 

 “I thought it was a dolphin,” Frank remarked. 

 “Well, maybe dolphins are playful, too, but this is a porpoise I want to see.” 

 “A ham sandwich and a cup of coffee would be more in my line,” was the other’s comment. “Don’t be too long at this fishing game, Ned.” 

 “I won’t. Then we can come out and get a bite. There are plenty of restaurants around here.” 

 Together they entered the aquarium, and were soon gazing with interested eyes at the porpoise, which was kept in one of the large central tanks. 39 Around the walls of the place were other tanks, with the light coming in from the top in such a way that the fish were plainly visible. There was a new exhibit of fishes from Bermudian waters, and looking at them after having watched the porpoise for some time, Ned remarked: 

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 “Well, Frank, if we are ever lucky enough to get on a battleship that’s sent to Bermuda, I suppose we’ll see such fish as these in their native waters.” 

 “Yes, it would be great!” agreed Frank, and as he spoke he noticed that a man standing near him and his brother looked at them in a peculiar and sharp manner. Frank did not like the looks of the fellow, and he was even less pleased when the man moved a little nearer and addressed them. 

 “Are you lads from some ship?” he asked. “If you are, shake! I’m from the Kentucky myself, on shore leave, and it does my heart good to meet a couple of the boys in blue. What’s your berth?” 

 “We haven’t any,” Frank said, hoping to pass the matter off lightly and leave the man, for he did not like his face or manner. 

 “Excuse me,” the fellow went on, “but I thought I heard youse say something about a battleship—” 

 “Oh, that was just talk,” broke in Ned, more 40 open and ingenuous than his brother. “We’ve been talking of getting on a battleship for 
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