"It was not your fault that the letter did not arrive safe," said Mrs.
Seagrave.
"No, madam, that was not my fault; the fault had been committed
before."
"Don't dwell any more upon that portion of your history, Ready; but
tell us what took place after you sailed for the East Indies."
"Be it so, if you please. I certainly was very smart and active for my
age, and soon became a great favourite on board, especially with the
lady passengers, because I was such a little fellow. We arrived safely
at Bombay, where our passengers went on shore, and in three weeks
afterwards we sailed down the straits for China. It was war time, and
we were very often chased by French privateers; but as we had a good
crew and plenty of guns, none of them ventured to attack us, and we got
safe to Macao, where we unloaded our cargo and took in teas. We had to
wait some time for a convoy, and then sailed for England. When we were
off the Isle of France, the convoy was dispersed in a gale; and three
days afterwards, a French frigate bore down upon us, and after
exchanging a few broadsides, we were compelled to haul down our
colours. A lieutenant was sent on board with forty men to take charge
of us, for we were a very rich prize to them. The captain and most of
the crew were taken on board of the frigate, but ten Lascars and the
boys were left in the Indiaman, to assist in taking her into the Isle
of France, which was at that time in the hands of the French. I thought
it hard that I was to go to prison at twelve years old; but I did not
care much about it, and very soon I was as gay and merry as ever. We
had made the island, and were on a wind beating up to the port, when a
vessel was seen to windward, and although I could not understand what
the Frenchmen said, I perceived that they were in a great fluster and
very busy with their spy-glasses, and Jack Romer, one of my brother
'prentices who had been three years at sea, said to me, `I don't think
we'll go to prison after all, Ready, for that vessel is an English
man-of-war, if I'm not mistaken.' At last she came down within three
miles of us, and hoisted English colours and fired a gun. The Frenchmen
put the ship before the wind, but it was of no use; the man-of-war came
up with us very fast, and then the Frenchmen began to pack up their
clothes, together with all the other things which they had collected
out of the property of our captain and crew; a shot was fired which
went clean over our heads, and then they left the helm, and Jack Romer
went to it, and, with my help, hove the ship up in the wind; a boat
came on board and took possession, and so there was one escape, at all
events.
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