Gaut Gurley; Or, the Trappers of Umbagog: A Tale of Border LifeThompson, Daniel P. (Daniel Pierce)
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Gaut Gurley; Or, the Trappers of Umbagog: A Tale of Border Life
Thompson, Daniel P. (Daniel Pierce)
Frontier and pioneer life -- Fiction; Maine -- Fiction; Trappers -- Fiction
A brief, earnest consultation was then held; when, knowing the uselessness
of trying to signalize the frigate, they first thought to weigh anchor and
try to escape to her protection; but a little reflection told them the
enemy would be down upon them before this could be effected, and they would
be taken, unprepared for defence. The only other alternative left them was,
therefore, quickly adopted; and, in pursuance, the second mate and two
seamen were lowered in the life-boat, with orders to keep the ship between
themselves and the schooner till they got into the screening fog, and then
make their way, with all speed, to the frigate, to invoke her aid and
protection; while all the rest should arm themselves with the muskets,
swords, and pistols on board, and, if possible, hold the enemy at bay till
succor arrived. And scarcely had these hasty preparations been made, before
the piratical schooner, which had made a wide tack outward to catch the
wind, came swiftly sweeping round to their side, like a towering falcon on
his prey. But, by some miscalculation of her helmsman, she went twenty
yards wide of them--not, however, without betraying the full extent of her
bloody purposes; for as, under the impulse of a speed she found herself
unable instantly to check, she swept by on the long, rolling billows, a
score or two of desperate ruffians, headed by their burly and still more
fierce-looking captain, stood on her deck, armed to the teeth, and holding
their hooks and hawsers, ready to grapple and board their intended prey.
But, still forbearing to unmask their batteries or fire a gun, lest they
should thus bring down the frigate upon them, her grim and silent crew
sprang to their posts, to tack ship and come round again, with the
narrowest sweep, to repair their former mischance. And, with surprising
quickness, their well-worked craft was again, and this time with no
uncertain guidance, shooting alongside of the devoted merchantman. Still
the crew of the latter quailed not; but, well knowing there was no longer
any hope of escaping a struggle in which death or victory were the only
alternatives, stood, with knitted brows and fire-arms cocked and levelled,
silently awaiting the onset. It came. With the shock of the partial
collision as the assailing craft raked along the sides of their ship, and
the sudden jerk as she was brought up by the quickly-thrown grapples, the
pirate captain, with a fierce shout of defiance, cleared, at a single
bound, the intervening rails, and landed, with brandished sword, upon their
fore-deck. A dozen more, with a wild yell, were in the act of following,
when they were met by a full volley from the guns of the defenders, poured
into their very faces. There was a pause,--a lurch,--a crack of breaking
fixtures; and the next moment the schooner, torn away from her fastenings
by the force of a monstrous upheaving wave, and thrown around at right
angles to the unharmed prey so nearly within her clutches, was seen rolling
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