Great Britain -- History, Naval -- 18th century -- Fiction; Nore Mutiny, 1797 -- Fiction
They did not fail to profit by the offer, and before the week had passed
away, they had witnessed those splendid monuments of superstition and
idolatry. The _Aspasia_ received her orders, and Hommajee Baba, being
paid the due proportion of his bill, received his certificate from
Courtenay, in the usual form, and so far from being affronted, requested
the honour of being again employed in their services if ever they should
return to Bombay.
CHAPTER FORTY SIX.
These are not foes
With whom it would be safe to strive in honour.
They will repay your magnanimity,
Assassin-like, with secret stabs.
ANON.
The strength of the monsoon had blown over, and Captain M---, in
pursuance of his orders, beat across the Bay of Bengal, for the Straits
of Sumatra, where he expected to fall in with some of the enemy's
privateers, who obtained their supplies of water in that direction.
After cruising for six weeks without success, they fell in with an armed
English vessel, who informed them that she had been chased by a large
pirate proa, and had narrowly escaped--acquainting Captain M--- with the
islet from which she had sallied out in pursuit of them, and to which
she had in all probability returned.
Captain M---, naturally anxious to scour the seas of these cruel
marauders, who showed no quarter to those who had the misfortune to fall
into their hands, determined to proceed in quest of this vessel, and
after a week's unsuccessful reconnoitre of the various islets which
cover the seas in that quarter, one morning discovered her from the
mast-head, on his weather beam, sailing and rowing down towards the
frigate, to ascertain whether she was a vessel that she might venture to
attack.
The _Aspasia_ was disguised as much as possible, and the pirates were
induced to approach within a distance of two miles, when, perceiving
their mistake, they lowered their sails, and turning the head of their
vessel in the opposite direction, pulled away from the frigate, right in
the wind's eye. The breeze freshened, and all possible sail was crowded
on the _Aspasia_, to overtake them, and although, at the close of the
day, they had not neared her much, the bright moon enabled them to keep
the vessel in view during the night. Early in the morning (the crew
being probably exhausted from their incessant labour), she kept away for
some islets broad upon the _Aspasia's_ weather bow, and came to an
anchor in a small cove between the rocks, which sheltered her from the
guns of the frigate.
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