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
It would not be safe to lug the rope through the streets in the
daytime, lest some over officious person should insist on knowing what
we proposed to do with it. We would be forced to take a long walk in
order to fetch it; but that was of little consequence compared with
the additional security such a plan seemed to afford.
Then we separated, Captain Hanaford agreeing to be at the smoke-house
within an hour, and when Jerry and I went over the side of the pungy
it was with lighter hearts than when we came on board.
It is true that the most dangerous portion of the undertaking was yet
to be performed; but everything had turned so favorably for us since
we set out in search of Darius, that we could not but feel a wonderful
degree of courage regarding the remainder of the task.
Jerry was so well pleased that he would have talked about what we were
to do even on the street; but I insisted that we should hold our peace
until it was impossible any one could overhear us, and in silence we
made our way toward the place of refuge.
It is needless for me to attempt to describe the joy of our comrades
when we told them of the friend we had met, and the plans which had
been laid.
My father showed plainly by his face the relief of mind because of the
possibility that he might have different quarters.
"I haven't grumbled, because I knew you lads had about all you could
stagger under," he said when we told him that Captain Hanaford was
bent on trying to get him aboard the pungy. "I can't stay in this
place very much longer, without taking big chances of going under, for
the wound needs careful attention; but if I can be with Bob Hanaford
everything will come around shipshape, because he knows by experience
what a gunshot hurt is like."
"Do you think it will be possible to keep on your feet for such a long
distance?" I asked anxiously, because until this moment I supposed my
father was getting on as comfortably as a man in his condition could
reasonably expect.
"I'll manage that part of it, lad; the knowledge of what is to be
gained will keep me up."
Well, there is no good reason why I should try to set down all we said
while waiting for the owner of the pungy, and when he finally arrived,
having had little or no difficulty in finding the smoke-house, it was
as if a great and beneficial change was immediately apparent.
The captain's first act was to rebandage my father's wound, Jerry
getting him a supply of fresh water from the well at the ruins of the
tavern, and when that was done he set about making arrangements for
our moving, taking upon himself the entire direction of affairs, much
to my relief.
His first act was to explain to Jim, Dody and Josiah the location of
the pungy, sending them off at once, with explicit directions as to
the streets through which they should pass. The lads were to go into
the cuddy without loitering on deck, and keep the hatch closed and
bolted until his arrival.
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