United States -- History -- War of 1812 -- Fiction
Mr. Johnson answered back with a hearty, "Aye, aye, sir," and there
the conversation ended. Meanwhile the strange craft was approaching us
rapidly. Before a great while she was within hailing distance, and a
voice called out in very bad English, "Heave to!"
"Can't do it; we're in a hurry!" replied the captain; and the
Washington followed the example of the moon when the dog barked at
it--it kept right on as though nothing had happened. Then a shot was
fired across her bows by the stranger, whom we now made out to be
an Algerine corsair. We paid no attention to this, and another shot
followed very speedily. It was aimed at our hull, but evidently a poor
marksman handled the gun, as the shot went two or three hundred yards
astern of us.
Captain Dawson now thought it was time to make a response. The gun
crews had been standing by their pieces, and everybody was anxious to
open fire. The captain ordered Mr. Stevens, who had charge of the big
pivot-gun, to "Let go!" and the order was obeyed immediately. The shot
was a lucky one, as it pierced the hull of the galiot and cut away her
foremast below deck. The mast (she had but one) fell with a crash, and
the Algerine boat was completely disabled. We could see that she was
full of men, and if she had once got alongside so as to carry us by
boarding, our chance of escape would have been small.
The Warwick was to the starboard of the Washington and a little astern
at the time this happened. She was edging up to get into a position
where she could deliver a shot at the Algerine craft when opportunity
offered.
Captain Dawson hailed Mr. Johnson on the Warwick and said,--
"Come up and try one of your new-fangled things on these pirates!"
"Aye, aye, sir," was the reply; and then as the Washington forged ahead
a little, the Warwick came up until she was not more than two hundred
yards from the galiot and just astern of her. Her mate understood the
handling of the rockets, which were then a new invention, and under the
care he had received he was able to be about deck and render himself of
much practical use. Since they obtained a supply of provisions the crew
of the Warwick had improved rapidly, and the men had gone on duty at
the suggestion of Mr. Johnson, with the understanding that they could
be let off at any time when they felt too weak to stay on deck. The
most of them were standing their watches regularly, but there were some
who did not go on duty at all during the entire time we were with them.
Two or three of the rockets were brought on deck, and the Warwick's
mate, Mr. Townley, directed how the firing-tube should be placed. I
should explain that these rockets were fired from tubes to which they
were specially fitted, and by which they were directed on their course.
CHAPTER VIII.
A CONGREVE ROCKET AMONG ALGERINE PIRATES.--ARRIVAL AT
GIBRALTAR.--ARRESTED AND IN PRISON.
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