Fayetteville observer. [volume] (Fayetteville, Tenn.) 1850-1966, 1859-11-03
No N-Me TlNN THURSDAY, NOVEMBER s,l5s N~h NJ


the boat, and if you do find rum il
her, they'll catch it,
!, Tom started quickly forward, but
Just as he got abreast of the fore
hatcbway, he saw the Simon Pure
corporal's head rising above the comb
liugs The marine assembled no
higher; for with one blow Of his fist
Tom sent him back from whence be
came, and then sprang quickly out
through the port upon the swinging
boom, and having reached the place
where the second cutters painter
was made fast, he hauled the boat up
aud Isapea into her. The food tide
was setting up. the river strongly.
and quick as thought Tom cut off
she paiater, and rapidly dropped a.
stern.
'HeIp-help!' shouted oar hero,
at the top of his voice. 'The boats
got loose
! Get out couple of ears, you lub-
ber,' cried the officer of the deck, as
he jumped upon the poop on hearing
the cry, where he arrived just as the
cutter was sweeping past the quarter.
! You can hold her against the tide.
Tom did get out a couple of oars;
but the moment he got them balanc-
ed iu the row-locks, b. commenced
pulling for dear life, and to the ut
ter CONSERVATION of the lieutenant,
the boat began rapidly to shoot up
the river. All the sentries on deck
were Immediately called upon the
poop, aud their muskets were dred
at the deserter, bat though two of
the balls whis;led near the bot, yet
none Ct :hem did any harm, and on
the next moment Tom heard the
third cutter called away, but h. knew
the men we're all sound asleep In
their hammoclss, and SO he felt Sc
cure. Ii was ten minutes before the
third cutter cast off from the ship,
ard long ere they reached Tom, be
had gained tie shore, and was run
ming at a remarkable speed towards
the city, where he reached in safety,
and before two o'clock he was on
board his own brig.
The next morning the Sarah drop
ped down with the ebb-tide, and as
she passed the frigate, Tom saw the
second cutter swinging in her usua!
place, and as be gazed upon the
proud Gag that fleated at the Fog
glishman' peak, be mu'mured to-
himself:
If live, I'll some day take tbe
pride from those proud tyranis.
How literally was that saying fol
filed. Tom Macdonoush bad been
Decaturs fayolite mldshlpman at
the siege of Tripoli, and wherever
d. catur led, he dared to follow. II
Subsequent to that brilliant chapter
in the page of our history, occurred
the event which is embodied in our
sketch; but five years afterwards, on
the 18th of September 1914, Thos.
Macdonough met one Of England's
promo fleets on Lake Champlain. At
the first broadside, the English Com
mo,lore, Downie, fell, and at the end
of the fight which lasted two hours
and twenty minutes, without inter
mission, Commodore Thomas Mac
donougb was the copquerer Of Cham
pliin. He had gained a proud vic
tory; he had indeed humbled the
pride of the tyrant, and that day s.
achievements forms one Of the bright.
est pages in the history of America.
Commodere Thomas Macdonough
the hero Of Tripoli-the conquer
or Of Champlaiu; be was a noble. true
hearted man, aud terror to all ene-
mics Of lis country. Peace to his
ashes. and everlasting honor to bis
memory.
M,srAKrs IN Per CEYTAGE. MIS-.