Graham's Magazine Vol XXXIII No. 3 September 1848Various
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Graham's Magazine Vol XXXIII No. 3 September 1848
Various
Literature -- Periodicals; Literature, Modern -- 19th century -- Periodicals
"They are a long way from us yet, father; let us hope something may
happen for our relief, and not give up till we are taken."
"That's the right feeling, Miss Julia," said the captain. "I will do
all I can to prolong the chase, and we will trust in God for the
result."
Every device which skillful seamanship could practice was put in
immediate operation to increase the speed of the brig. There was but a
solitary hope remaining, that they might fall in with some national
vessel able to protect them from the pirate. The sails were frequently
wet, the halyards drawn taut, and the captain himself took the helm.
When all this was done, each sailor stood gazing upon the pirate as if
to calculate the speed of his approach by the lifting of his sails
above the water. The greater part of his top-sails were already in
sight, and soon the heads of her courses appeared above the wave,
seeming to sweep up like the long, white wings of a lazy bird, whose
flight clung to the breast of the sea, as if seeking a resting-place.
By the middle of the day the pirate was within three miles of the
merchantman, and had already opened upon her with his long gun.
Captain Horton pressed onward without noticing the balls, which as yet
had not injured hull or sail. But as the chase approached nearer and
nearer, the shots began to take effect--a heavy ball made a huge rent
in the mizzen-topsail--another dashed in the galley, and a third tore
up the companion-way, and still another cut down the fore-topmast, and
materially decreased the speed of the vessel.
Noticing this the pirate ceased his fire, and soon drew up within hail
of the merchantman.
"Ship ahoy--what ship?"
"The Betsy Allen, London."
"Lay-by till I send a boat aboard."
Captain Horton gave orders to his crew to wait the word of command
before they altered the vessel's course, and then seizing the trumpet,
hailed the pirate.
"What ship's that?"
"The brig Death--don't you see the flag?"
"I know the character of your ship, doubtless."
"Well, lay-by, or we'll bring you to with a broadside."
Perceiving the inutility of further effort, Captain Horton brought-to,
and hauled down his flag.
In a short time the jolly-boat of the pirate was lowered from the
stern, and the commander jumped in, followed by a dozen of his crew.
The vigorous arms of the oarsmen soon brought the boat to the
merchantman, and the pirate stood upon the deck of the captured
vessel.
"Well, sir, you have given us some trouble to overhaul you," said he,
in a manner rather gentlemanly than savage.
"We should have been fools if we had not tried our best to escape."
"True, true--will you inform me how you eluded our pursuit last night.
I ask merely from motives of curiosity?"
Captain Horton briefly related the deception of the boat.
"Ah! ha! very well done. Here Diego," said he to one of the sailors
who had followed him, "go below and bring up the passengers."
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