With Cochrane the DauntlessHenty, G. A. (George Alfred)
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With Cochrane the Dauntless
Henty, G. A. (George Alfred)
Biographical fiction; Dundonald, Thomas Cochrane, Earl of, 1775-1860
“He did as I told him, and the second officer nodded to me approvingly.
Things went on quietly for another five minutes, then I heard a heavy blow
given, followed by a fall; and, as if this was the signal, the quiet crowd
of natives became in a moment a mob of yelling fiends; screams filled the
air, pistol-shots rang out, and you may guess we fell to work in earnest.
I fancy we did not throw away a shot between us, and cleared a space in
front of us, then snatching up the axes we made at them tooth and nail. We
first fought our way aft. The first mate was fighting like a demon; he had
caught up a handspike, and, being a very powerful man, kept off his
assailants fairly till we cut our way through and joined him. The moment
he was free from the group that was attacking him, he rushed forward,
sweeping the natives over with his handspike like ninepins. Two of us kept
on each side of him. There was just breadth enough on the deck to give
free play to our axes, and though the Malays came at us furiously, they
could not stand the blows of our heavy weapons. The cook and the steward
came rushing up behind us.
“‘Turn the cannon on the canoes!’ Pearson shouted. ‘Depress them as much
as you can, and give it them hot.’
“I had no time to look round, but half a minute later I heard one of the
cannon go off, followed by yells and screams from the water.
“‘Train two of them along the deck,’ I shouted, ‘but don’t fire until you
have orders.’
“The Malays were swarming up from the canoes and joining the crowd in
front of us, and I saw a rush of some of our fellows up on to the top of
the forecastle. We could make no way now, and it was as much as we could
do to hold our own. I fought on until I thought the guns were ready; then,
looking round, saw the two men standing behind them with lighted matches.
“‘The cannon are trained to sweep the deck, Conklin!’ but it was not until
I touched him and shouted in his ear again that the mate heard me.
“‘Now!’ Pearson yelled, ‘throw yourselves on to them, cut down one or two
of the rascals, and when I shout ‘Run!’ get back behind the guns.’
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