For Love of Country: A Story of Land and Sea in the Days of the RevolutionBrady, Cyrus Townsend
History
For Love of Country: A Story of Land and Sea in the Days of the Revolution
Brady, Cyrus Townsend
United States -- History -- Revolution, 1775-1783 -- Fiction
"So may it be to all enemies of the king," she replied; "but after all
he was a brave man. 'T is a pity he fell in so poor a cause."
And that was thy epitaph, old soldier; that thy requiem, honest
Blodgett,--from friend and foe alike,--"He was a brave man."
BOOK II
KNIGHTS ERRANT OF THE SEA
CHAPTER XI
_Captain John Paul Jones_
"You would better spread a little more canvas, Mr. Seymour. I think we
shall do better under the topgallantsails. We have no time to lose."
"Ay, ay, sir," replied the young executive officer; and then lifting
the trumpet to his lips, he called out with a powerful voice, "Lay
aloft and loose the topgallantsails! Man the topgallant sheets and
halliards!"
The crew, both watches being on deck, were busy with the various duties
rendered necessary by the departure of a ship upon a long cruise, and
were occupied here and there with the different details of work to be
done when a ship gets under way. Some of them, their tasks
accomplished for the moment, were standing on the forecastle, or
peering through the gun ports, gazing at the city, with the tall spire
of Christ Church and the more substantial elevation of the building
even then beginning to be known as Independence Hall, rising in the
background beyond the shipping and over the other buildings which they
were so rapidly leaving. In an instant the quiet deck became a scene
of quick activity, as the men left their tasks and sprang to their
appointed stations. The long coils of rope were thrown upon the deck
and seized by the groups of seamen detailed for the purpose; while the
rigging shook under the quick steps of the alert topmen springing up
the ratlines, swarming over the tops, and laying out on the yards,
without a thought of the giddy elevation, in their intense rivalry each
to be first.
"The main royal also, Mr. Seymour," continued the captain. "I think
she will bear it; 'tis a new and good stick."
"Ay, ay, sir. Main topgallant yard there."
"Sir?"
"Aloft, one of you, and loose the royal as well."
"Ay, ay, sir."
After a few moments of quick work, the officers of the various masts
indicated their readiness for the next order by saying, in rapid
succession,--
"All ready the fore, sir."
"All ready the main, sir."
"All ready the mizzen, sir."
"Handsomely now, and all together. I want those Frenchmen there to see
how smartly we can do this," said the captain, in reply, addressing
Seymour in a tone perfectly audible over the ship.
"Let fall! Lay in! Sheet home! Hoist away! Tend the braces there!"
shouted the first lieutenant.
Amid the creaking of blocks, the straining of cordage, and the lusty
heaving of the men, with the shrill pipes of the boatswain and his
mates for an accompaniment, the sheets were hauled home on the yards,
the yards rose on their respective masts, and the light sails, the
braces being hauled taut, bellied out in the strong breeze, adding
materially to the speed of the ship.
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