United States -- History -- Revolution, 1775-1783 -- Fiction
Promising Sir Peter to carry out his instructions to the best of my
power, after seeing the purser about the provisions, and getting as many
extra luxuries as I could out of him, I jumped into my boat and returned
on board the tender. On my way I caught sight of two vessels standing
in towards the roads. I made out one of them to be the Lady Parker, and
the other looked very like a prize she had made. So it proved. Before
I sailed, O'Driscoll came on board me, and explained how he had missed
me. He was as much pleased to see me safe as I was that no harm had
befallen him. In the squall during which the Crab had broken adrift he
had been hove on his beam-ends, and on getting to rights he could
nowhere see me. After some time he caught sight of a craft, which he
took for me, and made sail after her. When morning broke she proved to
be a stranger and on over-hauling her he found that she was a rebel
merchantman, so he took her and brought her into Newport. He declared
that he was very jealous when he heard of what he called my good
fortune.
"Will you change places now?" said he coolly. "You shall have the `Lady
Parker' and all the prizes you are certain to take in her, and let me
run down in charge of the `Pigot' and the ladies."
"You are joking now," said I. "But stay a moment and you shall pay your
respects to my passengers. They made many inquiries about you when they
found that your craft was missing."
The ladies were most grateful to Sir Peter when they heard of his
courtesy, and begged O'Driscoll to bear their thanks to him. My friend
remained till the stores came on board, and when he took his departure
he vowed that he had irretrievably lost his heart to the beautiful
widow. I at the same time made sail and stood to the southward. For
the first day we had a fair breeze and fine weather, and I was in hopes,
for the sake of my passengers, that we should make a good run of it to
the Delaware. I need not describe the various incidents which occurred,
interesting as they were to me, and important in their results. I
entirely won my way to the good opinion of Mrs Tarleton, and I could
not help being conscious that her niece no longer regarded me as a
common stranger. Still, how could I venture ever to indulge any hopes
of making her mine? I depended entirely on my profession for my
support, and that profession compelled me to appear as an enemy of her
relations and friends. Before I was aware of the tendency of her
reasonings, I found that she had taught me to look on the fratricidal
war we were waging in a very different light to that in which I had at
first regarded it. She, however, I must insist, in no way weakened my
patriotism. I loved old England as much as ever, but she taught me to
feel the warmest sympathy for her countrymen and mine truly, who were
fighting in the noble cause of liberty. I describe my feelings as they
then existed. I leave to others to judge whether they were right or
wrong.
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