United States -- History -- War of 1812 -- Fiction
Two or three hours later Haines brought me the names of twelve
Englishmen who were ready to declare war against their native land, and
on the conditions already stated. I told him to bring to my cabin four
of these men, some I had not yet seen, and while I was busy talking
with them, to suddenly ask me to come on deck for a moment. While he
was gone I shut up in the linen-locker, just off the cabin, a bright
young boy from Maine, named Tom Foster, with orders to keep as quiet
as a mouse, and take in all the conversation during my absence. He was
just fairly stowed away when Haines came with the men.
I talked with them as I did with the others, and was giving them
the impression that their request would be granted, when we were
interrupted by Haines, who appeared and said,--
"Will you please come on deck for a few moments, sir?"
I told the men I would be back again in five or ten minutes, and then
left them.
When I returned, having been gone fully ten minutes, the men were in
the attitude of waiting, and did not appear as though they had spoken
a word during my absence. I talked with them a little while longer and
then sent them forward with the same answer I had given the others.
When they were gone I released Tom from his confinement; he came out
very red and hot from the bad air that he was obliged to breathe in the
poorly ventilated locker, and it was a minute at the least before he
could speak coherently.
"Soon as you was gone, sir," said Tom, "they tried the doors and looked
into all the rooms, to make sure nobody could hear what they said. They
weren't suspicious of the linen-locker bein' fastened, as it wasn't a
place for a man to be shut up in, and was even a tight fit for such a
little fellow as me.
"Then one of 'em says to the others, 'It's all right, mates, and we'll
have this Yankee schooner afore to-morrow morning. The captain is goin'
to let us out to swear allegiance to his blarsted flag, and when we're
out we'll show him a trick he won't understand till it's too late.'
"Then another of 'em says, 'The Yankee'll think he's gone crazy when he
finds himself a-goin' into Halifax with the British flag atop of his
own, won't he, Bill?'
"'Ay, that he will,' says Bill; and then they said something I couldn't
understand, they spoke so low; and after that 'twasn't long before you
came back to talk with 'em, sir."
Thus was their plot revealed, and it was just as I had suspected. A
portion of the crew would get the liberty of the deck in the manner
indicated; then, at a moment agreed upon and understood by the rest of
their party, the deck-watch would be overpowered, and simultaneously
the hatches were to be opened, and those below would come pouring out
to aid in the execution of the plot.
"Keep your mouth shut, Tommy," I said to the boy, "and don't breathe a
word of this to anybody. Now go and tell Mr. Haines I want to see him."
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