The Pilot: A Tale of the SeaCooper, James Fenimore
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The Pilot: A Tale of the Sea
Cooper, James Fenimore
Historical fiction; Sea stories; United States -- History -- Revolution, 1775-1783 -- Naval operations -- Fiction; War stories
“You speak of conquests, sir, before they are achieved. My venerable
host and myself are not so defenceless as you may chose to imagine.”
While speaking he threw aside the cloth of a side table, from beneath
which the colonel and himself were instantly armed with a brace of
pistols each. “Here are the death-warrants of four of your party, and
these brave fellows at my back can account for two more. I believe, my
transatlantic warrior, that we are now something in the condition
of Cortes and the Mexicans, when the former overran part of your
continent--I being Cortes, armed with artificial thunder and lightning,
and you the Indians, with nothing but your pikes and sling, and such
other antediluvian inventions. Shipwrecks and seawater are fatal dampers
of gunpowder!”
“That we are unprovided with firearms, I will not deny,” said
Barnstable; “but we are men who are used, from infancy, to depend on our
good right arms for life and safety, and we know how to use them, though
we should even grapple with death! As for the trifles in your hands,
gentlemen, you are not to suppose that men who are trained to look in at
one end of a thirty-two pounder, loaded with grape, while the match is
put to the other, will so much as wink at their report, though you
fired them by fifties. What say you, boys, is a pistol a weapon to repel
boarders?”
The discordant and disdainful laughs that burst from the restrained
seamen were a sufficient pledge of their indifference to so trifling
a danger. Borroughcliffe noted their hardened boldness, and taking the
supper bell, which was lying near him, he rang it, for a minute, with
great violence. The heavy tread of trained footsteps soon followed this
extraordinary summons; and presently the several doors of the apartment
were opened, and filled with armed soldiers, wearing the livery of the
English crown.
“If you hold these smaller weapons in such vast contempt,” said the
recruiting officer, when he perceived that his men had possessed
themselves of all the avenues, “it is in my power to try the virtue of
some more formidable. After this exhibition of my strength, gentlemen, I
presume you cannot hesitate to submit as prisoners of war.”
The seamen had been formed in something like military array, by the
assiduity of Manual, during the preceding dialogue; and as the different
doors had discovered fresh accessions to the strength of the enemy,
the marine industriously offered new fronts, until the small party
was completely arranged in a hollow square, that might have proved
formidable in a charge, bristled as it was with the deadly pikes of the
Ariel.
“Here has been some mistake,” said Griffith, after glancing his eye
at the formidable array of the soldiers; “I take precedence of Mr.
Barnstable, and I shall propose to you, Captain Borroughcliffe, terms
that may remove this scene of strife from the dwelling of Colonel
Howard.”
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