And lastly, that this statement is not to be construed into a libel on
the naval service, or looked upon in the least as an exaggerated
account. As to libel, the gentlemanly deportment, the parental care of
their crews, and the strict justice of thousands of captains, cannot in
the least be deteriorated by a single act of tyranny, by a solitary
member of their gallant body; and, as to exaggeration, let it be
remembered that, in the very same year, and on the very same station
that my tricing-up to the truck occurred, another post-captain tarred
and feathered one of his young gentlemen, and kept him in that state, a
plumed biped, for more than six weeks in his hen-coop. This last fact
obtained much notoriety, from the aggrieved party leaving the service,
and recovering heavy damages from his torturer in the court of civil
law. My treatment never was known beyond our frigate.
CHAPTER FORTY SIX.
RALPH ENTERETH INTO THE REGIONS OF ROMANCE AND PRIVATEERING, CARRIED
THITHER BY A PILOT, malgre lui--AN INOPPORTUNE VISIT.
Shortly after the illegal suspension of the Habeas Corpus that I
recorded in the last chapter, the portion of the navy stationed in the
West Indies became actively employed in the conquest of those islands
still in the possession of the French. Some fell almost without a
struggle, others at much expense of life, both of the military and naval
forces. As everyone, who could find a publisher, has written a book on
all these events, from the capture of the little spot Deseada, to the
subduing the magnificent island of Guadaloupe, and the glorious old
stone-built city of Domingo, I may well be excused detailing the
operations.
Among other bellicose incidents that varied the dull monotony of my
life, was the beating off a frigate equal in force to our own; though I
believe that we were a little obliged to her for taking leave of us in a
manner so abrupt, though we could not certainly complain of the want, on
her part, of any attention for the short and busy hour that she stayed
with us, for she assisted us to shift all our topmasts, and as, before
she met us, we had nothing but old sails to display, she considerably
decorated us with a profusion of ribands gaily fluttering about our
lower masts and the topmasts that were still standing gracefully hanging
over our sides.
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