"Of course, when the boy asked to be sent South we'd no idea he was planning to fight for Cuba! Or we wouldn't have let him go, would we ?" Then again they would wink heavily.

"I suppose you know," they would say, "that he's a direct descendant of General Hiram Greene, who won the battle of Trenton.

What I say is, 'Blood will tell!'" And then in a body every one in the club would move against the bar and exclaim: "Here's to Cuba libre!" When the Olivette from Key West reached Tampa Bay every Cuban in the Tampa cigar factories was at the dock.

There were thousands of them and all of the Junta, in high hats, to read David an address of welcome.
And, when they saw him at the top of the gang-plank with his head in a bandage and his arm in a sling, like a mob of maniacs they howled and surged toward him.

But before they could reach their hero the courteous Junta forced them back, and cleared a pathway for a young girl.