The Poacher; Or, Joseph RushbrookMarryat, Frederick
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The Poacher; Or, Joseph Rushbrook
Marryat, Frederick
England -- Social life and customs -- 19th century -- Fiction; Fathers and sons -- Fiction; Murder -- Fiction; Poachers -- Fiction
that the men were hoisting the sail (for we had been shaking another
reef out), and the rope being divided, as the men were hauling upon it,
of course they all tumbled on the deck, one over another. The other
shot struck our foremast, and chipped off a large slice, besides cutting
away one of the shrouds, and the signal halyards. Now, you do not know
enough about ships to understand that there was very little harm done,
or that the coasting vessels were very small, with only three or four
men on board of each of them; it therefore required some little
management to make a flaming despatch. But I did it--only listen, now--
I have begun in the true Nelson style:--
"`TO THE SECRETARY OF THE ADMIRALTY.
"`Sir,--It has pleased the Great Disposer to grant a decided victory
to his Majesty's arms, through the efforts of the vessel which I have
the honour to command. On the 23rd day of August last, Ushant then
bearing South West three quarters West, wind West, distant from three
to four leagues, perceived an enemy's fleet, of three-masted vessels,
rounding the point, with the hopes, I presume, of gaining the port of
Cherbourg. Convinced that I should have every support from the
gallant officers and true British tars under my command, I immediately
bore down to the attack; the movements of the enemy fully proved that
they were astounded at the boldness of the manoeuvre, and instead of
keeping their line, they soon separated, and sheered off in different
directions, so as to receive the support of their batteries.'
"You see, Joey, I have said three-masted vessels, which implies ships,
although as in this case, they were only small coasting luggers.
"`In half an hour we were sufficiently close to the main body to open
our fire, and broadside after broadside were poured in, answered by
the batteries on the coast, with unerring aim. Notwithstanding the
unequal contest, I have the pleasure of informing you, that in less
than half an hour we succeeded in capturing three of the vessels
(named as per margin), and finding nothing more could be done for the
honour of his Majesty's arms, as soon we could take possession, I
considered it my duty to haul off from the incessant and galling fire
of the batteries.
"`In this well-fought and successful contest, I trust that the British
flag has not been tarnished. What the enemy's loss may have been it
is impossible to say; they acknowledge themselves, however, that it
has been severe.'"
"But did the enemy lose any men?" demanded Joey.
"Not one; but you observe I do not say loss of life, although the
Admiralty may think I refer to it--that's not my fault. But I was
perfectly correct in saying the enemy's loss was great; for the poor
devils who were in the chasse-marees, when they were brought on board,
wrung their hands, and said, that they had _lost their all_. Now, what
loss can be greater than _all_?
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