United States -- History -- Revolution, 1775-1783 -- Fiction
Captain Bligh stamped with his foot and turned round when he heard this.
And well he might, when he recollected the rich prizes we had let slip
through our fingers. A vessel came in directly after us, which brought
the unwelcome intelligence that the Minerva had been taken by the French
frigate Concord only nine hours after we had spoken her. Had we,
therefore, only come up a little later, the tables might have been
reversed, and we might have brought in the Concord as our prize. The
Minerva was, as may be supposed, taken by surprise, her captain not
believing that a war had broken out with France, or I am very sure that
she would not have so easily become the prize of the enemy.
The circumstances I have mentioned were of course vexatious, but such is
the fortune of war, and I believe the knowledge that we had now a
foreign nation to contend with, instead of those whom we could not but
look upon as countrymen, afforded unmitigated satisfaction throughout
every ship in the British Navy.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN.
IN COMMAND OF DOLPHIN.--SENT TO WARN SHIPS.--CHASED.--CAPTURED BY
CHERMENTE.--CARRIED TO SAINT DOMINGO.--FIND OLD FRIENDS IN MISFORTUNE.--
ON OUR PAROLE.--TOM REMAINS WITH ME.
Pretty well worn out with fatigue, which the duties of the ship
entailed, as soon as we had made all snug I turned into my berth, hoping
to get some sleep. Scarcely, however, had I closed my eyes and
forgotten for the moment all sublunary matters, than I felt some one
tugging at my shoulder, and on looking up I saw a midshipman standing at
my bedside.
"Sir," said he, "the admiral wishes to see you up at the Penn
immediately."
"I wish he didn't, though," I thought to myself. "Couldn't he let a
poor careworn wretch have a few hours' quiet sleep after knocking about
for so many weeks at sea, and having been in the clutches of Yellow
Jack?" I didn't say this, though.
"Very well," I answered, jumping up and putting on my coat with a yawn
which nearly gave me the lock-jaw. "I'll be up there forthwith."
The Penn, it must be understood, is the name given to the residence
usually occupied by the head commander-in-chief on the station. It is
beautifully situated on an elevated spot above the city of Kingston,
overlooking the noble harbour of Port Royal.
Ordering a boat to be manned, I pulled on shore, and climbed up to the
Penn.
"I'm glad to see you back, Hurry," said Sir Peter kindly. "I know your
zeal for the service, and I have more work for you. You know of the war
with France. I must send you off at once to sea in quest of the
cruising ships to give them notice of the event, and to direct them
forthwith to return into port. In the first place you will look out for
the `Druid' at the east end of the island, and give her notice of the
war, and then you will proceed to the Saint Domingo coast, where you
will find, probably, the greater number of merchantmen. How soon can
you be ready?"
Of course I replied, "At once," wondering what craft I was to go in.
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