Great Britain -- History, Naval -- 18th century -- Fiction; Nore Mutiny, 1797 -- Fiction
The muskets were again loaded, and again each boy brought down his bird,
before the Frenchmen could decide upon their operations. It was a case
of necessity that the youngsters should be attacked; but it was a
service of no little danger, and of certain destruction to one, who must
fall a sacrifice, that the other might be able to secure the youngster
before he had time to reload his musket. Two of the most daring flew to
the main-rigging, one ascending to windward, and the other to lee-ward.
Seymour, who perceived their intentions, reserved his fire until he saw
the one in the weather rigging fall by Jerry's musket; he then levelled
at the one to leeward, who dropped into the lee-chains, and from thence
into the sea. Thus had six Frenchmen already fallen by the coolness and
determination of two boys, one but fourteen, and the other not sixteen
years old.
A short consultation ended in the Frenchmen resorting to the only
measures likely to be attended with success. Leaving three to guard the
hatchways, the remaining twelve, divided into four parties, began to
mount both fore and main-rigging, to windward and to leeward, at the
same time. The fate of Jerry and Seymour now appeared to be decided.
They might each kill one man more, and then would have been hurled into
the sea. But during the consultation, Seymour, who anticipated this
movement, and had a knife in his pocket, divided the lanyards of the lee
topmast rigging, and running up the weather side with his musket and
ammunition, as soon as he had gained the topmast cross-trees, hauled up
the lee rigging after him; thus gaining a position that would admit but
one person mounting up to him at a time. He called to Jerry, pointing
out what he had done, that he might do the same; but unfortunately Jerry
had not a knife, and could not. He contented himself with climbing up
to the topmast cross-trees, to which he was followed by two of the
Frenchmen. Jerry levelled his musket, and passed his bullet through the
skull of one of his pursuers, whose heavy fall on the deck shook the
schooner fore and aft: and then, aware that nothing more could be done,
pitched his musket overboard, that they might not gain possession of it,
and climbing, with a nimbleness suited to the occasion, up to the
masthead, descended by the top-gallant stay, to the fore-topmast
cross-trees, and joined Seymour, in the presence of the exasperated
Frenchmen, who now, unable to reach either of them, were at a nonplus.
"I say, monsieur, no catchee, no habbee," cried Jerry, laughing, and
putting his hand to his side from loss of breath.
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