Didn't every soul in that fleet yell when the signal of Hobson's safety was made?
Well, I should rather say we did.

I only hope old Cervera will fall into our hands some day, so that we can show him how we appreciate his decency." "Three cheers for the Spanish Admiral right now!" shouted Ridge, and the yell that instantly rose from the deck of the _Yucatan_ in reply was heard on shore for a mile inland.
The noise had barely subsided when a voice called for Sergeant Norris.
"Here I am.

Who wants me ?" replied Ridge, inquiringly.
"Take your belongings ashore, sir, and report back at camp immediately," was the startling response, delivered in the form of an order by Major Herman Dodley, who was now on the staff of the commanding general.

"I have a boat in waiting.

If you are ready within two minutes I will set you ashore.