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
And thus it was we made a change of quarters, which neither pleased
nor displeased me even though the cabin was decidedly finer than our
cuddy, because I had come to have a certain affection for the shabby
pungy which cost us so much labor in the buying.
According to Lieutenant Frazier's laying out of the work, there was
nothing for us of the Avenger to do save care for the schooner, and
prepare the meals.
Six men were sent down the river in canoes, to watch and report the
movements of the enemy, that we might have timely warning of their
near approach, and the remainder of the party which had been left
behind were set about getting ready for the destruction of the fleet,
if that should become necessary.
One may think that Jerry and I had no reason to feel badly if our
pungy should be burned, since we had the guarantee from Commodore
Barney which would insure our receiving much more money than she cost
us, and yet we did feel badly, because it then seemed to us as if we
could never get another craft quite so much to our liking. A fellow
cannot live on board a vessel many months, sailing her in all kinds of
weather, and depending upon her for a livelihood, without having a
certain sentimental attachment for the fabric different from that felt
for all others of its kind.
However, I had quite persuaded myself that the British would not come
so far up stream simply in order to destroy the flotilla, for it did
not seem as if the outlay would be repaid by the result, whichever way
it might be viewed. I had it in mind that when they learned how
shallow the river was above Nottingham, the plan would be abandoned,
therefore I felt comparatively secure from harm as we idled away the
hours.
The fact that Darius was so uneasy should have convinced me of the
full danger, for the old man was not one who borrowed trouble. He
fretted because he was forced to remain with the boats, instead of
acting as spy, and nothing save the fact that Joshua Barney had placed
him second in command could have kept him at Pig Point when it seemed
to him that he might be able to accomplish much elsewhere.
When the first of those who had been sent down stream returned, I also
began to feel uneasy in mind. The report came that the entire force of
Britishers was embarking on barges and small boats, with half a dozen
6-pounders and as many mortars, which showed that it was expected we
would make some resistance, and it angered me to hear the men talking
as if we were to do no more than set the flotilla on fire when the
enemy hove in sight.
"It seems to me that we might worry them some," I said to Darius, when
he had spoken in much the same tone as the others. "Forty or fifty men
posted along the shores would make them a little trouble, I reckon."
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