But aboard the Kennebunk there was just one order that interested every one.
And when you talk of one person—have you heard of the man over in Kennebunk?
The Kennebunk was a huge craft, indeed, being of thirty-two thousand tons' displacement.
The Kennebunk was fitting out in a port not fifty miles from Seacove.
She sank in seconds, and the Kennebunk steamed on to attack a second monster of the deep.
You will get your notice by telegraph when to join the Kennebunk, and where.
The thousand-pound shell, hurtling through the smoke-filled air, found the vitals of the Kennebunk's immediate enemy.
If you youngsters do well on the Kennebunk some of you may soon be gunners' mates.
I have an idea the old Kennebunk is going to be blessed with similar chances.
What do you suppose she meant, Mr. MacMasters, about our Kennebunk being sunk?