As soon as the smoke cleared away, we looked to see the result of the shot.

There was some wreckage floating where the torpedo boat had been--that was all.

Bill's shot went home, and exploded in the boiler room, and the whole craft went up in an instant." We looked again admiringly at the man sitting there so unconcernedly, and then in obedience to the boatswain's call, went aft and aboard our cutter.
All the ammunition for the fleet was unloaded by Tuesday.

We still carried a small quantity of both powder and shell for the "Massachusetts." Tuesday afternoon we anchored alongside the sailing collier "Frank A.
Palmer," and began to coal.

The "Yankee's" sister ship "Prairie," manned by the Massachusetts Naval Reserves, lay on the other side; we exchanged visits and found them good fellows, and we yarned away to our heart's content.
We had now become, in a degree, used to coaling; our muscles were hardened and some long-needed labor-saving devices had been introduced, so the work was a little easier.
Coaling continued till Friday night.