We remained all that day refitting; in the evening I made sail, in
company with the French schooner, which was manned by Captain Levee,
and stood in shore. At break of the following day I ran in, standing
for the harbour, without my colours being hoisted, and then it
occurred to me that I would make their disappointment greater, by
allowing them first to imagine that the victory was theirs; so, when
about six miles off, I hoisted French colours on the French schooner,
and French colours over English on board of my own.
I continued to stand on till within two miles and a half of the
batteries, and could see crowds flocking down to witness the supposed
triumphant arrival of their privateer into port; when of a sudden I
hauled my wind, hove-to, brailed up my sails, and changed the colours,
firing a gun in bravado. Allowing them half an hour to comment upon
this disappointment, I then fired another gun, and hoisted up to the
yard-arm the figure of a man, composed of clothes stuffed with hay,
made to represent the French captain; and having so done, I remained
during the whole forenoon, with my sails brailed up, that they might
have a clear view of the hanging figure. At last we perceived a large
boat, with a flag of truce coming out of the river. I remained where I
was, and allowing it to come alongside, I perceived in it the French
officer, who had pledged himself to give the conditions of the combat
to the lady; and seated by him was the French captain's wife, with her
head sunk down on her knees, and her face buried in her handkerchief.
I saluted the officer as he came on the deck. He returned my bow, and
then said, "Sir, the fortune of war has proved in your favour, and I
perceive that the conditions of the issue of the combat have been
adhered to on your side. Against that I have not a word to say, as my
friend would have as rigidly adhered to them. But, Sir, we war not
with the dead, and I have come off at the request of his miserable
wife, to beg that you will, now that your revenge is satisfied,
deliver up to her her husband's body, that it may receive the rites of
the Church, and Christian burial. You surely, as a brave man, will not
deny this small favour to a woman whom you have twice deprived of her
husband?"
"Sir," I replied, "on condition that his lady will step on board and
make the request herself, I will comply with it, but on no other
terms."
"It will be most painful, and her feelings might well have been spared
such a trial as to meet your face again, and make the request in
person; but as you insist upon it, I will make known your terms."
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