Great Britain. Royal Navy -- Juvenile fiction; Seafaring life -- Juvenile fiction
"Now comes our turn!" exclaimed Jack Rogers to Adair, who was serving as
a volunteer on board the _Tornado_, which ship, following close astern
of the _Giaour_, formed one of a large squadron of steamers which had
been directed to approach the forts on the northern side.
The two squadrons reached their destined positions at the same time,
when they both opened a tremendous fire, literally raining down shot and
shell upon the hapless garrison. Stubborn as were the Russians, human
endurance could not long withstand such a fire.
"Faith, I'm very glad I'm not inside those walls," said Gerald to Tom,
as they watched the effects of their shot, hundreds of shells bursting
in the air together, and raining down fragments of iron on the heads of
the unfortunate garrison; "if each round-shot and shell only kills a
single man, there won't be one left alive in the course of a few
minutes."
"Fortunately, I fancy that it takes fully five shot to kill a man,"
answered Tom, though he may not have been perfectly correct in his
estimate.
"I should doubt if even a cat could escape, unless she hid herself in a
cellar," said Desmond; "it is tremendous."
His last remark correctly described the scene; from the two lines there
issued, without intermission, flashes and wreaths of smoke, each
denoting the passage of an engine of destruction against the fortress;
the shells forming continuous arches in the air, the shot flying with
more direct aim, till the whole atmosphere became filled with dense
clouds of smoke, amid which the walls of the fort and dark hulls of the
ships, with their masts and rigging, could only be indistinctly seen.
At the end of ten minutes there appeared, in a conspicuous part of the
fort, a white flag. In an instant, as if by magic, the wild uproar
ceased, and the only sounds heard were the cheers of the seamen at their
speedily-gained victory.
The admirals at once proceeded on shore, when the governor and his
officers, coming out of the fort, presented their swords, which were
politely returned to them, when a French garrison was left in the fort.
Two generals and a large staff of officers thus became prisoners,
besides which a large number of guns, ammunition, and stores were
captured.
As the Government still held out, the fleet proceeded to the attack of
Oczakov, but, greatly to the disappointment of the allies, the Russians
evacuated it, and blew it up. This was almost the last action of any
consequence during the war; though the Mosquito fleet still continued
their depredations on the shores of the Sea of Azov till the winter
compelled them to retire, when, before the return of spring, peace with
Russia was concluded.
CHAPTER TWENTY TWO.
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