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82. SUBMARINES IN PORT.

Submarines are practical, but not picturesque. "Why do you draw 'em?" said the usual inquirer. "Why do you make drawings any way?" "Oh, for fun," says I. "Huh. That's what I thought," says he as he left.

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83. THE SEASIDE SHIPYARD.

I tried to climb on the deck of the vessel in the foreground. Up an oily, greasy, slippery, painty ladder, up to where I hoped my studio would be, for my studio is where I happen to be at work, and it wasn't so easy with two big sketch blocks, and a camp stool, and a T square, in a stiff breeze. "Hol' on, brother!"--said a voice below--"I will 'sist you; we aint so spry as wot we onct was," and I was helped up by an ancient mariner who held my traps till I got on deck and found this composition.

84. THE FORGES.

How fine are the effects--but one man said as I drew the figure leaning back to rest--"Hully gee! He's got Creeper all right. Look at his pants!" But the noise is awful and one day as I sat on a bit of boiler, a racket ten times worse than ever before broke out beneath me and I jumped right off and from the boiler crawled a grimy human, who, putting his hand to his mouth, yelled "What yet making all that racket fur?"

85. SHAPING A GUN FROM AN INGOT.

When the ingot comes from the furnace, it is put in this press, deep burned in a pit, and the hot metal is compressed into the shape of a section of a great gun--then it is taken out and bored and planed and finally after about a year of work, the gun is ready to do its work.

86. THE COLLIER.

This is a freighter and collier and the huge erections on its deck are cranes, and derricks, by which other ships are coaled and loaded at sea. The system is not new, but I imagine many landsmen, like myself, have never seen such a creature.

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87. THE SHELL FACTORY, No. 1.

When I got there I showed my Government letter. "Umph" said the guard--and the sentinel with his gun was behind him--"You jus' don' come in here ole man on that pass--Gover'ment! The boss is the Gover'ment--I'm the ajertant!-This here's the lootenant! The Lor' Gawd Amity won't pass in on that pass!" But the next time I came the guard presented arms. And it's in this wonderful shop that the shells are made for the allies and ourselves.

88. SHELL FACTORY No. 2.

FROM SHOP TO SHOP.

The contrast between the dark old shop and bright new one was wonderful.
"Pretty good, Dad," said a precocious apprentice, I suppose they don't mean anything but compliments, still I never fail to lose my temper, then the peacemaker appears--"Don't mind that kid, mate, he dunno no better--he's edurkated." "Say, wot paper's it comin' out in? I'll buy that paper." That was a compliment.

89. THE GUN FACTORY.

So like a British one that I wonder which one got the idea of arrangement of the shop from the other. Here the guns are turned; and one man said to me: "Well, I don't know whether I'll be drafted by the U.S., but I do know I'd sooner waste my time makin' guns, than spend it hearin' 'em shot at me by some Dutchman."

90. READY TO START.

Dignified, solemn, immense she stood, held to the dock by the great cables; and the great cranes swung great carloads of war work aboard her, as fast as the engines could bring them.

On land she was guarded by marines. In the air the planes were protecting her.

91. READY FOR SERVICE, AGAIN.

Just as retired officers have offered their services again to the country--so these old ships, even more pictorial than the new, are being found places where they can do their "bit."

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