Marmaduke Merry: A Tale of Naval Adventures in Bygone DaysKingston, William Henry Giles
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Marmaduke Merry: A Tale of Naval Adventures in Bygone Days
Kingston, William Henry Giles
Midshipmen -- Fiction; Sea stories
"Old England for ever I hoist the fore-staysail. Back, ye Johnny
Crapeaus! Back, ye French scarecrows! Haul away, my lads, and belay
all that. Hurra! we've gained the day!"
In the latter assertion he was somewhat premature, for the French crew,
now rallying amidships, made a desperate attack on the forecastle, but
the boatswain's flashing weapon literally cut them down like corn before
the reaper's scythe, as they came on. Still they pressed round us.
Most of our men were occupied in making sail.
A big Frenchman, the boatswain of the ship, I fancy, who was almost as
big as Jonathan himself, now sprang ahead of his comrades to measure his
strength with our champion. He was evidently a first-rate swordsman,
and in his progress forward had already cut down two or three of our
men. He shouted something to his companions; it was, I suspected, to
tell them to try and wound Mr Johnson while he was engaging him in
front. I had hitherto grasped the pistol he had given me, but had not
fired it. I felt for the lock. On came the Frenchmen; Mr Johnson had
need of all his skill to keep his enemies at bay. The French boatswain
pressed him desperately hard. One of his mates rushed in, and was
bringing down his cutlass with a terrific sweep, which would have half
cut our boatswain in two, when, raising my pistol, I fired at the man's
head. The bullet went through his brain, and his cutlass, though
wounding Johnson slightly in the leg, fell to the deck. The boatswain's
weapon meantime was not idle, and at the same moment it descended with a
sweep which cut the Frenchman's head nearly in two, and he fell dead
among his comrades. It was at that instant the French discovered that
their ship was under way. "Sauve qui peut!" was the cry. Some jumped
overboard and endeavoured to swim on shore. Many leaped below, either
in fear or with determination still to carry on the fight, and others
threw down their arms and cried for mercy. Not a cutlass was raised on
them after that, but the fellows who fled below had got possession of
some muskets, and began firing at all of us who appeared near the
hatchways. A party of our men, however, leaped down among them and
quickly put a stop to their proceedings.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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