Pike & Cutlass: Hero Tales of Our NavyGibbs, George
History
Pike & Cutlass: Hero Tales of Our Navy
Gibbs, George
United States -- History, Naval
As they came under the lee of the Tripolitan shore and the sea went down,
Decatur ordered the long iron six-pounder cast loose. They had provided
solid shot for long range at the batteries, and these were now brought up
and put conveniently on the fo’c’s’le. But for the attack upon the vessels
of the fleet they loaded first with a bag of a thousand musket-balls. At
point-blank range Decatur judged that this would do tremendous execution
among the close-ranked mass of Tripolitans on the foreign vessels. His
idea was not to respond to the fire of the enemy, which would soon begin,
until close aboard, and then to go over the rail before they could recover
from their confusion. He felt that if they did not make a wreck of him and
batter up his sweeps he could get alongside. And once alongside, he knew
that his men would give a good account of themselves.
But as they came up towards the point the wind shifted, and the head of
the gunboat payed off. Even with their work at the sweeps, he now knew
that it would be no easy matter for all the Americans to weather the
point, for two of them were well down to leeward. But his brother, James
Decatur, in gunboat No. 2, and Sailing-Master John Trippe, in gunboat No.
6, had kept well up to windward, and so he felt that he should be able to
count on at least these two. As they reached the line of breakers, one of
the gunboats to leeward, under Richard Somers, was obliged to go about,
and in a moment the two others followed. Then the young commanders of the
windward gunboats knew that if the attack was to be made they alone would
have the glory of the first onslaught.
What Decatur feared most was that Preble, on the “Constitution,” would
see how terribly they were overmatched and signal the recall. But as they
reached the point, Decatur resolutely turned his back to the flagship,
and, putting his helm up, set her nose boldly into the swash of the
entrance and headed for the gray line of vessels, three times his number,
which hauled up their anchors and came down, gallantly enough, to meet
him.
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