This was well arranged. I had the command of one division, for the
first lieutenants had not been sent away from the _Isis_ and _Reindeer_,
and having inquired which of the divisions of gun-boats I was to oppose,
I pulled for them. In the meantime, we observed that the two praams,
and two gun-boats, which had remained behind us, and had been firing at
the _Racehorse_, had also divided--one praam attacking the _Acasta_, the
two gun-boats playing upon the _Isis_, and the other praam engaging the
_Rattlesnake_ and _Reindeer_; the latter vessel being in a line with us,
and about half a mile farther out, so that she could not return any
effectual fire, or, indeed, receive much damage.
One of the praams mounted ten guns, and the other eight. The last was
opposed to the _Rattlesnake_, and the fire was kept up very smartly,
particularly by the _Acasta_ and the enemy. In about a quarter of an
hour I arrived with my division close to the vessel which was the
nearest to the enemy. It was a large Sunderland-built ship. The
gun-boats, which were within a quarter of a mile of her, sweeping to her
as fast as they could, as soon as they perceived our approach, directed
their fire upon us, but without success, except the last discharge, in
which, we being near enough, they had loaded with grape. The shot fell
a little short, but one piece of grape struck one of the bowmen of the
pinnace, taking off three fingers of his right hand as he was pulling
his oar. Before they could fire again, we were sheltered by the vessel,
pulling close to her side, hid from the enemy.
This continued for some time, the enemy not advancing nearer, but now
firing into the Sunderland-ship, which protected us. At last the master
of the ship looked over the side, and said to me, "I say, my joker, do
you call this _giving me assistance_? I think I was better off before
you came. Then I had only my share of the enemy's fire, but now that
you have come, I have it all. I'm riddled like a sieve, and have lost
four men already. Suppose you give me a spell now--pull behind the
vessel ahead of us. I'll take my chance."
I pulled up to the other vessel, a large brig, and the captain, as soon
as we came alongside, said, "I see what you're about, and I'll just
leave you my vessel to take care of. No use losing my men, or being
knocked on the head."
"All's right--you can't do better, and we can't do better either."
His boat was lowered down, and getting in with his men, he pulled to
another vessel, and lay behind it, all ready to pull back if a breeze
sprang up.
As was to be expected, the gun-boats shifted their fire to the deserted
vessel, which the boats lay behind, and thus did the action in our
quarter continue until it was dark; the gun-boats not choosing to
advance, and was restricted from pulling out to attack them.
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