I ran aft, and gathered some flags, which I brought and laid over the
skylight, so as to intercept their view of Bramble; but whilst I was so
doing another pistol-shot was fired--it passed me, but hit Bramble,
taking off one of his fingers.
"That's no miss, but we've got through the worst of it, Tom--I don't
think they can see me now--don't put that English ensign on, but hoist
it Union downwards. I shall round-to now; there's the men-of-war in the
Medway. Why don't the fools look out, and they will see that they can't
escape?"
"They've only the stern windows to look out of: the quarter-galleries
are boarded up."
"Then, Tom, just look if they have not beat them out, for you know they
may climb on deck by them."
It was fortunate that Bramble mentioned this: I went aft with the
handspike in my hand, and when I was about to look over, I met face to
face a Frenchman, who had climbed out of the starboard quarter-gallery,
and was just gaining the deck. A blow with the handspike sent him
overboard, and he went astern; but another was following him, and I
stood prepared to receive him. It was the officer in command, who spoke
English. He paused at the sight of the other man falling overboard and
my uplifted handspike; and I said to him, "It's of no use--look at the
English men-of-war close to you: if you do not go back to the cabin, and
keep your men quiet, when the men-of-war's men come on board we will
show you no quarter."
We were now entering the Medway, and the Frenchman perceived that they
could not escape, and would only bring mischief on themselves by any
further assaults, so he got into the quarter-gallery again, and spoke to
his men. As soon as I perceived that he was entering, I ran over to the
other side to the larboard quarter-gallery, and there again I found a
Frenchman had nearly gained the deck. I levelled the handspike at his
head, but he dodged, and returned to the cabin by the way he came; and
after that there were no more attempts at recovering the vessel. In
five minutes more we were abreast of the Euphrosyne, Sir James
O'Connor's frigate, which was now lying, with only her lower masts in,
alongside of the hulk. I hailed for assistance, and let fly the
fore-topmast staysail sheet, while Bramble rounded the ship to. The
boats were sent on board immediately; and as we had not a cable bent,
they made the ship fast to the hulk astern of them. We stated our case
in few words to the officer; and having ascertained that Sir James
O'Connor was on board, requested that we might be sent to the frigate.
"Is it you?" said Sir James, as I came on the gangway; "what is it all
about--are you hurt? Come down in the cabin."
Bramble and I followed him down into the cabin, and I stated the whole
particulars of the capture and re-capture.
"Excellent--most excellent! I wish you both joy; but first we must have
the surgeon here." Sir James rang the bell; and when the surgeon came
he went on deck to give orders.
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