Nervously clutching a lanyard, a plump, bald little man stood in Manhattan's Madison Square Garden one night last week, out of sight of the audience but within range of a large orchestra whose members were blowing and fiddling for dear life. Suddenly the orchestra leader raised his hand with a jerk. The bald man shut his eyes, pulled the lanyard. Boom went a 17-in. cannon. Boom, Boom, Boom it went again, each time almost knocking the little cannoneer off his feet. Sixteen rifles in the hands of 16 U. S. Coast Guardsmen...
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