Wyndam Bolling Blanton diary, 4 August-19 September 1915
her decks lined we uniformed sailors, and from her side projected the mouths of big guns. She was heavily armed. Yes, she was a torpedoe boat destroyed, small but very fast & carrying heavy guns. This appearance made some of us a little more excited but was reassuring. Of course there was the exchange of greetings. The captain of the visitor came on boat & had dinner at the captain's table while we were waiting for the hours to wear on. At 10 oclock we put our engines in motion while the torpedoe boat threw her search lights on us to direst us to the open sea. The South American boat did the same thing. We were followed by the protector. The moon was up & we were off for a midnight dash thru the danger zone. Everyone was on deck. Most people spent the night on deck. We were just out of the river, and an interesting shift of position came. The South American boat took the lead and we followed.