[Illustration: The U. S. Destroyer _Fanning_ with depth bombs stored in
run-ways on the after deck. These may be instantly released and
dropped over the stern. (Refer to page 152.) The high explosives
stored in crates on the after deck of the _Cassin_ were in the same
general location as the above, but not primed for action.]
Sometime later Secretary Daniels told the following story of the naming
of a new and very fast destroyer:--
"Awhile ago I was asked to give a name to a new destroyer. I took up
first the names of the great admirals, and then the great captains, and
all the American heroes of the sea, and all were worthy. And then I
thought of Osmond C. Ingram, second-class gunner's mate on the
destroyer _Cassin_. I thought of the night when he was on watch and
saw a U-boat's torpedo headed for his ship. He was standing near the
place where the high explosives were stored, and the torpedo was headed
for that spot. In a flash he was engaged in hurling overboard those
deadly explosives, which would have destroyed the ship if they remained
on board, and he managed to get rid of enough of them to save the lives
of all the officers and sailors on board, but he lost his own life. So
I named the newest and finest addition to the American navy the _Osmond
C. Ingram_."
JOYCE KILMER
The first poet and author in the American army to give up his life for
the cause of freedom was Joyce Kilmer. Like Alan Seeger, another
American poet who fell fighting in the Foreign Legion of France, Joyce
Kilmer greatly loved life. He loved the flowers and birds and trees.
Probably his finest poem is one which he wrote about trees. He loved
the people around him, impatient only with those who did not love and
make the most of the life that God had given them. He loved children,
and simple everyday things, as he shows in one of his latest poems,
"The Snowman in the Yard."
"But I have something no architect
or gardener ever made,
A thing that is shaped by the busy touch
of little mittened hands;
And the Judge would give up his lovely estate,
where the level snow is laid,
For the tiny house with the trampled yard,
the yard where the snowman stands."
After his graduation from Columbia University in 1908, he became a
teacher of Latin in the high school at Morristown, New Jersey, his home
state. He seemed but a lad himself,--tall, with stern, dark eyes, a
clear, musical voice, and a winning
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