The Rhode-Island Republican. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1809-1841, 1829-11-05

badly wounded We Nre here" The 6thces
was q Pa,lander, as we'll az the seaman,
(which of yov. my boy,"--the growing
seriousness fine affair in NO way check.
ing his propensity 10 fun. (which Of you
---you or the ysrd?"--"Both Of us, your
honor; but the yard bsdIicst. ."--"The devil!
come down, thon, or get into the top, and
] will have you looked after presently!
Tie poor fellow crswlcd off the yard into
the foretop, as he was ordered, where he
.was found after the brush, badly wounded
by a splinter in the breast.
Jonathan no doubt calculated" as well
he might, that this taste ofhis quality might
be quite sufficient for little 10 gun sloop
close under his Ice; but tho fight was not TO
be 40 easily taken out of Deadeye, "a although
even to his optic it was now high time 10 be
Off
"All hands make sail; M. Splinter, that
chap is too heavy for us. Mr. Kelson," TO
the carpenter. "jump up and see what the
foreyard will carry. Keep her away. my
man." to the seaman nt the helm: "Crack
on, Mr.. Splinler--shake all the reefs out
---set the foretopssi il, and loose topgallan
sails; stand BY to sheet home, and see all
clear to rig the boons out, If the breeze
lul's."
In less than a minute We were bowling
aloog before it; but the wind wus brec2ln
I'D again, and no one could say how long
che wounded foreyard would carry the
weight and drag OF the sails. TO mend
the matter, Jonathan was coming up. hand
over hand with the fresheDing breeze, un-
der press Of canvass; il was clear that es
cape was next TO impossible.
"Clear away the larboard guns" ] ab
soulely jumped of the deck with astonish
mon'--who could have spoken II? 1t ap-
peared such downright madness to show
fight under the verv muzzles Of the guns
OF an enemy, half Of whose broadside was
sufficient to sink us. 1t was the captain,
however, and there was no hell for it.
In an instant was heard, through the
whistling Of the breczc, the crcaking and
srreaming Of the carronade slides, the rat
ting of the carriage Of the long twelve
FOUNDER anidships,the ,humpiu9 a. punch
iny Of handspikes. and the dancing and
jumping of Jack himself, as the guns were
being shotted and ron out. In few Sc
conds oil was still again, hut the rushing
sound Of the vessel going thro' the water.
and of the rising gale amongst the rig'
gng.
The men stood clustered at their quar-
fcrs, their cutlasses buckled round their
waists. all without jackets and many with
nothing but their trowsers on.
"Now. men, mind your aim; our only |
chance is to wing him. ! Twill yaw the ship,
and ns your guns come TO bear, slap It right
into his bows.--S,arboard your helm, my
man and bring her To the wind AS she
came round. blaze went orr carronndes and
LONG gun iu succession, with good aim, and
down came his fore,opsail on the cap, with
oil the superintendent spars and gear; the
head Of tho topmsst had been shot away
The men ius,nctively cheered. "That
will do: now knock of. nv boys, and let us
run for it. Keep her away again; make all
aal."
Jonathan wns for an instant para|ysed by
our impudpnre. but lust ns we were getting
b-for- the wind, he waved. and let drive
hs whole broadside; and fcarfu''v did il
transmogrify us Half an hour before we
v here CO gav = lt'le sloop ma ever Roated.
manned British mnn.ofwar. The iron
showpr sped-ten ofthe hundred and TWEEN
" never sNw the sunrise again; seventeen |
m re were wounded. three mortaly we
h oigh' tho, between wind and water. .our
m',n-top n,ast sbot away a. clean rs cnr
rot, and our hull and rigging otherwise re-
gularly cnt to pieces. Aoo,her0roadside
succeeded; bnt bv this time we had bore
up thanks TO the loss Of our after sail; we
could do nothing else: AVID. what was bet
ter luck sill. Wills, the loss ofour man-'op
ma AZ paathe brig off on the one hand. the |
loss or head sail in the frigatc brought her
o. quickly to The wind on the other: thus |
most of her shot fell astern OF us: and. he ,
fore abe con'd hear w aga,n in chase. the |
squnll struck her, and carried her main top
mast overheard
This gove us start. crippled and bed"
vi''cd though We were;& rs the night fell
We oontrved TO lose sight Of our large
friend. With brcaihless anxiety did we
carry on through that night, expecting ev
erv lurrh to srnd our remaining topmast bv
h. Nosrd, but the weather moderated. and
nci morning tho sun Shone on our blood
stained decks AZ anchor off the entrance
to 81. Georges h'rbor.
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