This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1906 edition. Excerpt: ...side of it, lay two bodies in oflicers' tunics--face downwards. " The oflicer at the wheel, and Berseneff " 1 was shouted in my ear by a midshipman--Shishkin--whose arm I had touched, pointing to the bodies. "Berseneff first--in the head--quite dead." The range-finder was worked. Vladimirsky shouted his orders in a clear voice, and the electricians quickly turned the handles of the indicator, transmitting the range to the turrets and light gun batteries. "We're all right," thought I to 1 A colonel of the marine artillery---flag gunnery ofiicer. myself, going out of the conning tower, but the next moment the thought flashed across me: " They can't see what is going on on board." Leaving the tower, I looked out intently on all sides from the fore-bridge. VVere not my recent thoughts, which I had not dared to put into words, realised? No The enemy had finished turning. His twelve ships were in perfect order at close intervals, steaming parallel to us, but gradually forging ahead. No disorder was noticeable. It seemed to me that with my Zeiss glasses (the distance was a little more than 20 cables), I could even distinguish the mantlets of hammocks on the bridges, and groups of men. But with us? I looked round. What havoc --Burning bridges, smoulder ing debris on the decks, --piles of dead bodies. Signalling and judging distance stations, gun-directing positions, all were destroyed. And astern of us the Alexander and Borodino were also enveloped in smoke. N o it was very different to the 10th August. The enemy, steaming ahead, commenced quickly to incline to starboard, endeavouring to cross our T. We also bore to starboard, and again we had him almost on our beam. It was now 2.5 pm....