Commodore Barney's Young Spies: A Boy's Story of the Burning of the City of Washington — John Shaqi
Commodore Barney's Young Spies: A Boy's Story of the Burning of the City of WashingtonOtis, James
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Commodore Barney's Young Spies: A Boy's Story of the Burning of the City of Washington
Otis, James
Washington (D.C.) -- History -- Capture by the British, 1814 -- Juvenile fiction
Then, with first one and another asking questions, we learned from
Jim that while we were in Baltimore the British frigate Loire had
chased Commodore Barney's flotilla into St. Leonard's bay, and
blockaded it there until Colonel Carberry's artillery came down from
Frederick and drove the enemy away.
Then, having learned of the enormous force at the mouth of the bay,
Commodore Barney sailed to Benedict, where he remained four and twenty
hours, or till word was brought that ten or twelve of the enemy's
vessels were bound up the bay, bound most likely for Baltimore or
Washington, when he sailed for Nottingham, further up the river.
Darius was more concerned than either of us, for he firmly believed
that Joshua Barney would not have beaten a retreat without first
having been positive that an overwhelming force was near at hand, and
if there were Britishers near enough to drive the commodore away, we
had got ourselves in a pickle by coming up the river.
The first thought which came to my mind was that the Avenger was in
great danger of being captured in short order, for I made no question
but that the enemy would pursue Barney, and we were where we could not
escape, save by way of the bay.
Jerry, however, had the idea that all these manoeuvres would further
his scheme, and he said as if being thoroughly well satisfied with
the situation:
"We can run up to Nottingham, as well as the commodore, and once there
I reckon it will be possible to make our trade."
"But if the fleet is forced to remain there, all hands will be idle,
and the commodore won't care to hire us while several hundred men are
loafing around the decks," I suggested, and Jerry's jaw fell.
But Jim had not exhausted his budget of news, although it was
impossible for him to give us anything more very startling.
"The commodore had only got eight pungies an' five barges of the
fleet--"
"Where are the other boats?" Darius demanded sharply.
"Somewhere on the Delaware side; they went off on a cruise before the
Britishers hove in sight. He has taken on the schooner Scorpion, which
was here at anchor, an' I heard one of the officers say that there was
about five hundred men in this part of the fleet."
"I'm goin' ashore," Darius said abruptly. "It ain't no ways certain to
me that Jim has heard this thing right, an' I count on gettin' down to
facts."
Jerry and I were eager to land, and, without even stopping to thank
Jim for the news he brought, we went over the rail into our canoe,
pulling in hot haste for the shore.
Never waiting to speak with such few loungers as were to be seen near
the water front, I went directly to my own home, and there found more
tidings of war.
My father had joined Commodore Barney, as had nearly all the
able-bodied men of Benedict, agreeing to remain in service while our
section of the country was menaced by the enemy, and mother seemed to
have the idea that I would follow his example.
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