to join his regiment, died and was buried at sea. The flag, half-masted on his ship, the melancholy tolling of the bell during the funeral cermony caused the light-hearted volunteers on board the fleet to have serious thoughts regarding the great adventure on which they had embarked. An occasional whale, spouting in the distance; the gambols of porpoises, as they raced by the sides of the transports; a distant sail, or a smudge of smoke on the far horizon,—all proved of interest. On one occasion a strange vessel was sighted; it might be an enemy ship, and the Charybdis went in pursuit. But the captain, whether enemy or friend, showed no inclination to be interviewed by the commander of one of His Majesty's warships and succeeded in slipping away. On another occasion a six-masted schooner got into the line, a serious breach of naval etiquette, as serious as for a civilian to attempt to pass through a regiment on the march. The vessel was promptly taken in charge by the Eclipse and sent about her business.
By the 10th the fleet was getting into what might be considered the danger zone. The slow-moving warships that had so far accompanied it would be of doubtful service against a vigorous enemy attack. But preparations had been made to safeguard the Canadians. On this day the famous Princess Royal, a battle cruiser of 27,000 tons displacement, manned by nearly 1,000 men, and with a speed of 28 knots, joined the convoy. This vessel, with her eight 13.5 guns and sixteen 4-in. quick-firers, was capable of taking care of any warships, torpedo-boats, or submarines the Germans had at large. However, until within the immediate waters surrounding the British Isles there was little to be feared. The Germans had entered the war depending for success at sea mainly on their submarines, but at this early stage in the struggle undersea boats capable of a wide range of operations had not been built. On the day following the appearance of the Princess Royal the stately old pre-dreadnought Majestic took a position at the head