Great Britain. Royal Navy -- Juvenile fiction; Seafaring life -- Juvenile fiction
Not a Russian soldier could be seen except those who were labouring at
the guns, the rest of the garrison having wisely betaken themselves to
their bomb-proof chambers. In consequence of the hot fire kept up by
the ships, they had not expected that the party they had seen landing
were about to attack them, and Terence and his men had actually jumped
down into the fort before the garrison had mustered in sufficient force
to resist them. They were, of course, quickly seen; the bugle sounded,
and the troops rushed out of their bomb-proof chambers. A considerable
body, headed by their commandant, at length drew up across the fort for
the purpose of impeding the progress of their daring assailants.
"On, lads, on!" cried Adair, seeing that their best chance of victory
was to attack the garrison before they had time to form into a compact
body. They had indeed been completely taken by surprise, many having
hurried out without bayonets fixed, others with unloaded muskets, some
only with pikes or swords in their hands. Ben Snatchblock had brought
an English ensign under his arm; keeping his eye on the flagstaff, he
directed his course, with a few companions, towards it. As Adair and
Higson led on the main body, the garrison gave way, some hurrying off to
conceal themselves in the chambers from which they had just before
emerged, while others made for a gate in the rear of the fort leading to
the drawbridge, which was, however, up. Before they could lower it,
Adair, with most of his men, was upon them, when, with a loud voice, he
ordered them not to touch the chains unless they wished to be cut to
pieces.
Meantime Ben and his companions were fighting their way towards the
flagstaff; a few men who were collected were quickly put to flight.
"Now, up goes the British ensign and the fort is ours," cried Ben; and,
suiting the action to the word, the Russian flag being hauled down, that
of England was hoisted in its stead. The commandant, finding that the
fort had really been captured by the English, came forward with a low
bow, and presented the hilt of his sword to Adair, who took it in the
most gracious manner he could assume, observing as he did so, "You have
gallantly defended your fort, and deserve every consideration at our
hands; but at the same time I must warn you that I cannot allow any of
your garrison to escape from the fort. After they have laid down their
arms, I will settle how they are to be treated."
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