With Perry on Lake Erie : $b a tale of 1812Otis, James
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With Perry on Lake Erie : $b a tale of 1812
Otis, James
United States -- History -- War of 1812 -- Juvenile fiction
In less than three minutes from the time he stepped on board the vessel
we knew for what purpose he had gone. The schooner’s guns were served
much more rapidly than before, and then it was that the captain went
ashore again to take his full share in the conflict which was raging,
for now indeed was the battle on.
Because of the smoke, we two lads could not see plainly all that was
done; but General Dearborn, with a glass at his eyes, followed the
action closely, and by the words which fell from his lips at frequent
intervals we understood that our men were more than holding their own.
It is said that the battle lasted only about twenty minutes; but I
could equally well have believed it was half that time, or even so long
as three hours, so wrought up by excitement was I.
However, we knew full well when the shouts from the shore, and the
rapid forward movements of our men, told that the victory had been
won,--that Fort George was ours,--and even though we two lads had had
no share in the fighting, we raised our voices as loudly in triumph as
did those whose brave deeds had vanquished the foe.
As we afterward learned, our loss in the battle was about forty killed
and an hundred wounded; while of the British fifty-one were killed
and eight hundred and twelve regulars and militiamen either wounded,
missing, or made prisoners.
Alec and I, still forced to remain aboard the _Madison_ because of the
orders given by Captain Perry, knew little of what was being done until
far into the night, when we heard that the British commander, General
Vincent, was in full retreat; that all the enemy’s fortifications on
the Niagara River were abandoned because of the victory just won.
It was near to daybreak next morning when Captain Perry came on board
the flag-ship and told us that we were to set out on the return to
Presque Isle without
And so we did, beginning the journey within half an hour after sunrise,
despite the fact that Alec’s brother had not slept for eight and
forty hours, making all speed down the river as if our army had been
defeated, and we were fleeing in wild disorder before a victorious
enemy.
We understood full well, however, why our return must be made with such
great speed.
There were at the Black Rock Navy-Yard, above Buffalo, five vessels
which had been prepared for warlike service, and peradventure we could
arrive there before the British destroyed the place, these craft might
be ladened with such material as we at Presque Isle stood most in need.
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