The tide in the Gulf of Mexico does not ebb and flow above two feet,
except at the springs, and the ends of the drooping branches of the
mangrove-trees, that here cover the shore, are clustered, within the wash
of the water, with a small well-flavoured oyster. The first thing the
seamen did when they got ashore, was to fasten an oakum tail to the rump
of one of the most lubberly of the cutter’s crew; they then gave him ten
yards’ law, when they started in chase, shouting amongst the bushes, and
switching each other like the veriest schoolboys. I had walked some
distance along the beach, pelting the amphibious little creatures, half
crab, half lobster, called soldiers, which kept shouldering their large
claws, and running out and in their little burrows, as the small ripple
twinkled on the sand in the rising sun, when two men-of-wars boats,
each with three officers in the stern, suddenly pulled round a little
promontory that intercepted my view ahead. Being somewhat out of the line
of my duty, so far from my boat, I squatted amongst the brushwood,
thinking they would pass by; but, as the devil would have it, they pulled
directly for the place where I was ensconced, beached their boats, and
jumped on shore. “Here’s a mess,” thought I.
I soon made out that one of the officers was Captain Pinkem of the Flash,
and that the parties saluted each other with that stern courtesy which
augured no good.
“So, so, my masters, not enough of fighting on the coast of America, but
you must have a little private defacing of God’s image amongst
yourselves?”
Pinkem spoke first. “Mr Clinch,” (I now knew he addressed the first
lieutenant of the flagship)--“Mr Clinch, it is not too late to prevent
unpleasant consequences; I ask you again, at the eleventh hour, will you
make an apology?”
He seemed hurried and fidgety in his manner; which rather surprised me, as
I knew he was a seasoned hand in these matters, and it contrasted
unfavourably with the calm bearing of his antagonist, who by this time had
thrown his hat on the ground, and stood with one foot on the handkerchief
that marked his position, the distance, twelve paces, having already been
measured. By the by, his position was deucedly near in a line with the
grey stone behind which I lay perdu; nevertheless, the risk I ran did not
prevent me noticing that he was very pale, and had much the air of a brave
man come to die in a bad cause. He looked upwards for a second for two,
and then answered, slowly and distinctly, “Captain Pinkem, I now repeat
what I said before; this rencontre is none of my seeking. You accuse me
of having spoken slightingly of you seven years ago, when I was a mere
boy. You have the evidence of a gallant officer that I did so; therefore
I may not gainsay it; but of uttering the words imputed to me, I declare,
upon my honour, I have no recollection.” He paused.
“That won’t do, my fine fellow,” said Pinkem.
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