Off Panama Canal, last week, the U. S. Battle Fleet held its Winter maneuvers. The grey, lowering ships formed precise patterns on the rolling waters. Blue-coated, brass-buttoned tacticians directed and studied these patterns. Now the vessels drove ahead in files, now they spread out in phalanges. Twenty airplanes were catapulted from the decks, droned ahead to find the "enemy." They returned to report; the patterns were changed. Certain formations meant probable success, others probable disaster. Smoke billowed from funnels, gigantic guns stirred in their turrets, officers peered through their binoculars, made marks...
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