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THE BOMBARDMENT OF NEW YORK
From his point of vantage, over 700 feet in midair, Kennedy, the attendant on the observation platform of the tower of the Woolworth Building, might have swept his eye over the grandest panoramic view of a great city that it has ever been granted to mortal eye to look upon. But on that particular day, April 2d, and at that particular hour, 9 A.M., he gazed neither east, north, nor west. His face was to the south, and his eye riveted upon a group of dark-gray ships that stretched in two parallel lines across the main ship channel of the Upper Bay, somewhat to the north of Robbin's Reef—the German dreadnoughts!
He had read in the papers of the night
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