Great Britain. Royal Navy -- Juvenile fiction; Midshipmen -- Juvenile fiction; Seafaring life -- Juvenile fiction
"I'm after thinking, Mr Terence, that Dan was looking for me, but, as
good fortune would have it, I found an empty biscuit cask, so what did I
do but poke my head into it, and cover my neck up with a thick
handkerchief," said Larry, as he stood by my side. "Thinks I to myself,
if Master Dan wants to be after giving me a whack on the skull, I shall
have had time to jump up before he has done for me; but the spalpeen did
not find me out, I've a notion, and I'll be on the watch for him if he
does, another night."
I found La Touche on deck, and we exchanged salutations. The brig was
under all sail, standing to the eastward. I cast my eye eagerly astern,
half hoping to see a British man-of-war in chase of us; but I found that
the Frenchmen were carrying all sail, as was but natural, to reach their
destination as fast as possible. I could just distinguish to the
southward the distant mountains of Jamaica, rising like a blue irregular
line above the horizon. Nothing could be more beautiful than the
weather. The sky was bright; the ocean glittered in the rays of the
rising sun.
In spite of this, I could not keep my spirits up, and put away the
thoughts of the fate in store for me. Instead of serving my country,
gaining honour and promotion, and passing my time in the society of
shipmates to whom I was much attached, I was doomed to be imprisoned in
some out-of-the-way part of Saint Domingo, or sent across the Atlantic
to be shut up in a French fortress, as I knew that other officers had
been.
Now that their hopes of escaping increased, the Frenchmen became still
more courteous, and did their best to make my stay on board pleasant. I
should have been glad to have regained my liberty, but certainly should
have pitied them if we had been captured.
At length we made the west side of Saint Domingo, and, entering the Bay
of Gonavez, ran up to the harbour at its eastern extremity. Here we
found a considerable number of men-of-war at anchor. We were at once
visited by several officers, who seemed surprised to hear that we had
been at sea and escaped being wrecked, every ship in the harbour having
lost masts or spars, or received other serious damage.
Lieutenant Dubois had promised that he would keep us on board as long as
possible, as we should, on being landed, have been moved away into the
interior. I was, of course, very glad to take advantage of his kind
offer.
We had not been long at anchor before an officer came off from the shore
with an official-looking packet. I was in the cabin when he delivered
it to Lieutenant Dubois.
"The governor has heard of your arrival, and of the undamaged condition
of your vessel," said the officer. "He is desirous of sending important
information to Admiral the Count de Grasse, who will probably be found
at the island of Guadaloupe, and he desires that you will sail
forthwith, and convey these despatches. There is no vessel in harbour
fit to go, and he considers your arrival a fortunate circumstance."
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