Our unexpected _entree_, like all other mistimed visits, caused the
visited a terrible degree of confusion. Twelve or thirteen beautiful
schooners had their sweeps out, and all their sails set immediately. We
having anchored opposite the town about noon, the breeze fell away into
almost a perfect calm, and off they went, making the best of their way
up the rivers. There were several other craft lying off the town, into
which the inhabitants were crowding, with all their effects of any
value, no doubt intending to go a little way up into the country also,
to avoid the inconvenience of inopportune calls. The signal was made
for our little squadron to get out their boats, chase, and capture.
CHAPTER FORTY SEVEN.
TREATS OF KIND INTENTIONS FRUSTRATED--A VISITING PARTY PREVENTED BY ONE
BALL TOO MANY HAVING BEEN GIVEN--AND READY-MADE DOMESTIC HAPPINESS FOR
STRANGERS.
We first of all brought out the heavily laden craft that were still near
the town, and anchored them under our guns. To the privateers that
showed their heels, the larger boats gave chase; and coming up with them
one after another, they were finally all captured. Had they but acted
in combination, I think they might have resisted the boats with success;
but their commanders seemed to have lost all presence of mind, in the
confusion and astonishment into which our sudden appearance had thrown
them.
Now, all this was very pleasant to us, _Messieurs les concernes_. We
calculated upon having the whole wealth of the French town, and the
little French fleet converted into lawful prize-money. The
deeply-laden, poop-encumbered brigs and schooners, so ungracefully down
by the stern, we imagined to be full of treasure. Visions of gold
glittered before our mind's eye. We were about to recover the plunder
of ages; for it must be confessed that this Aniana was no better than a
haven for pirates. One of us was cruelly undeceived in one respect. As
yet, we had met with no manner of resistance whatever: it was ten
o'clock in the evening, the full moon giving us a very excellent
imitation of daylight, when all the commanders who had dined with our
yellow skipper came on deck, in the highest possible glee, delightedly
rubbing their hands, and calculating each his share of the prize-money.
All this hilarity was increased, every now and then, by some boats
coming on board, and reporting to us, as commodore, another privateer,
or some fugitive merchantman, taken, and then immediately shoving off in
chase of others.
"Well, gentlemen," said the skipper, "I'll tell you what we'll do.
We'll send the marines on shore to-morrow, and take possession of the
town. However, we will be very civil to the ladies;--we will, by Venus!
As commanding officer, I'll permit of no rudeness."
"None whatever: who could think or frightening them? I suppose, Captain
Reud, there can be no harm in going ashore now, and paying them a visit
just to alleviate their fears," was the reply of one of the commanders.
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