United States -- History -- Revolution, 1775-1783 -- Fiction
O'Driscoll and I would have been right glad of an excuse to remain at
New York, but we had not even sprung a spar, and our craft were as tight
as bottles, and our crews did not want a single dose of physic among
them, so we were obliged to put to sea again that evening. We however
contrived to pick up a round of beef, two legs of mutton, and a turkey,
with a sack of potatoes, and some other vegetables, out of a bumboat
which had come down to supply the Syren, and which we waylaid before she
reached that ship. I must not forget also some soft tack, three dozen
of bottled ale, and a cheese, which set us up in the comestible way for
some time. Just as we got to sea the wind veered round to the east and
south-east, and with a favourable breeze, under easy sail, we stood to
the northward. The next day O'Driscoll came aboard to dine with me. I
had the turkey. The bird had made so many objections to remaining in
the coop into which I put him, that I was obliged to kill him. He was
consequently rather tough, but midshipmen's teeth don't stand at
trifles, and we made considerable progress in devouring him.
"This is very jolly, Captain Hurry," said O'Driscoll, pouring out for
himself a glass of foaming ale. "Here's to you, man, and I don't care
how long we're on our cruise."
"It will soon come to an end if this wind lasts," I remarked.
"Not a bit of it, if we're inclined to make it longer," he replied.
"Suppose now, a craft was to make her appearance in the south-east, we
should have to make sail after her, and it might be many a day before we
got back to port, do ye see. Do you twig, my boy, eh?"
"Oh, yes, O'Driscoll. I understand you perfectly," said I. "But that
sort of conduct does not exactly come up to my notion of our duty to the
service. We might get a long cruise, certainly, but I don't think we
should enjoy it, and we might just possibly fall into the hands of an
enemy, and end it in a prison on shore."
"Ha! ha! ha! that would be an unpleasant termination to our independent
commands," he replied, laughing. "Well, I suppose to do our duty is the
best policy. I shouldn't like the catastrophe you picture so vividly."
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