For Love of Country: A Story of Land and Sea in the Days of the Revolution — John Shaqi
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
"Well, we 're not caught yet by a long sight, Talbot. A good many
leagues will have to be sailed before we are overhauled, and there 's
many a slip 'twixt the cup and the lip, you know; that old stale maxim
is truer on the sea than any place else, and truer in a chase, too; a
thousand things may help us or hinder her. See, we are going better
now that the reefs are out and the topgallantsails set. But it's a
fearful strain on our spars. They look new--pray God they be good
ones," he continued, gazing over the side at the masses of green water
tossed aside from the bows and sweeping aft under the counter in great
swirls.
The spars and rigging of the Mellish were indeed fearfully tested, the
masts buckling and bending like a strained bow. The wind was
freshening every moment, and there was the promise of a gale in the
lowering sky of the gray afternoon. The ship felt the increased
pressure from the additional sail which had been made, and her speed
had materially increased, though she rolled and pitched frightfully,
wallowing through the water and smashing into the waves with her broad,
fat bows, and making rather heavy weather of it. In spite of all this,
however, the chase gained slowly upon them, until she was now visible
to the naked eye from the decks of the Mellish. Seymour, full of
anxiety, tried every expedient that his thorough seamanship and long
experience could dictate to accelerate the speed of his ship,--rather a
sluggish vessel at best, and now, heavily laden, slower than ever. The
stream anchors were cut away, and then one of the bowers also; all the
boats, save one, the smallest, were scuttled and cast adrift; purchases
were got on all the sheets and halliards, and the sails hauled flat as
boards, and kept well wetted down; some of the water tanks were pumped
out, to alter the trim and lighten her; the bulwarks and rails partly
cut away, and, as a final resort, the maintopmast studdingsail was set,
but the boom broke at the iron and the whole thing went adrift in a few
moments. Talbot, anxious to do something, suggested the novel
expedient of breaking out a field-piece from the fore hold and mounting
it on the quarter-deck to use as a stern-chaser. This had been done,
but the frigate was yet too far away for it to be of any service.
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