A Prisoner of Morro — Upton Sinclair

Those five men made a heroic resolution. But it was inevitable . . . for they did not mean for their valuable ship to fall into the hands of the enemy. And they made known their determination -- for they kept battering away at the big hulk that loomed up in the darkness, running close alongside and firing viciously. Every shot made a deafening crash as it struck home. But the Americans did not mind it especially. When a man has made up his mind to die . . . he is not afraid of anything.

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There is something very aggravating about a race like that. In a rowing race you may break your back if you choose, trying to catch the boat in front and even in a sailing race you may do something. But when it comes to steam you can only grit your teeth and walk up and down and watch and try not to let anybody see how anxious you are.