Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1896-06-28


 enee between his own age and Isaac's, but that was an entirely different mat ter.
 But the smack was now sailing swift ly down the narrows, and there was little time for idle thoughts. The wind was with them, and the Yankee was doing nobly.
 'sLawrence is the watchword, my lad" said the lieutenant, as they started for the open sea. When you hear that, you'll see some fun
 q can see the Eagle. said John, not needing the speakers manner now. "The fun is likely to begin pretty soon, if that's what you want"
 Where? Where?' inquired the lieu. tenant, eagerly, looking in the direction in which John pointed.
 Yes, there she was, and under full sail was rapidly bearing down upon themi The wind, too, had begun to fail, and the Yankee was not behaving as her skipper desired her to. s
 That's good" said the lieutenant, noting the falling off of the suaack. Shell soon overhaul this tub, and that's just what came lfor.'s
 John was too much Interested in the Eagle to heed the slur Implied in bis companions words. The tender evil dently liked the light wind. and Was swiftly Approaching. Already he could see her crew he counted l2 of them standing by the rail curiously y obserYing the Yankee. Iii her bow was great 32-pound ' brass huwitzer, which gleamed like hurnished gold in the sunlight Five miles away the Roic- tiers, like a great bird, vas restin Q. on the water. with only one oT tyy Q sails spreatl.s f heI had been able J Jolln would soonfhaYe taken smack out sof tie range of that brass howl ter, hilt the lieutenant evidently was deiightea at the progpact and tni1n coailfl 1s ot make out fne meaning Of 1t at all. Was he a trai6eis and. did ba 'interd to turn them over to the Eagla2r
 His reHeetf1hs iaterrslpfed asI the hostile cfsaaft slre nearer: soon 1t. was almost alongside. What a beauJii- ful sloop she was, and how we'll Kept and handled.
 'Who are you and what's your cargo? ?'' called Master-mate Morris from tbe Eagle.
 Cant you see?" grufly replied the lieutenant.
 "Ho! crew of Yankee fishermen bound for the Banks, fancy. And live stock on board, too! We'll, the Poictiers wants that live stock, and may find some use even for such mullet-headed fishermen as you. You change your course and report to her."
 Lieut.. Percival turned as if to obey, and Johns heart sank. His smack would be lost, and he was to be pris- oner. Why had he come? Commo- dore Lewis ought to have known that such young fellow as Pereival could do nothing. The crew of the Eagle were laughing and initiating the calls of the frightened animals on board. They were not afraid of their leader, that was evident.
 But suddenly Johns bitter thoughts were interrupted. The lieutenant, in- stead of grasping the tilIer, had turned and was facing the cabin door. Law
 
 shout; and almost before the laughing British sailors could turn, the men burst forth from the fore peak and the cabin. The look of astonishment had not gone when the report of their muskets rang out. Four of the Eagles crew fell to the deck. Would the others fight?
 '.Board 'em, men! Board 'em!" shouted Master-mate Morris. ''Use your guns and cutlasses. Cut lem down.
 John understood now why the sec ond musket had been provided for each man. Without waiting to reload they threw away their empty guns and reached for the others. That was enough. Unmindful of the mates com mands, the crew of the Eagle made for the hold almost stumbling over each other in their eagerness, Master-mate Morris among them. In a moment the only men left on the deck were the wounded and dead.
 That's the way to celebrate the Fourth" shouted Percival a moment later. ''We've got 'em. Shall we sink 'em, or tow 'em into the harbor?"
 Look there!" sad John, touching the lieutenant's arm and pointing to white face peering from the Eagles hold.
 Don't shoot.' called the man, be- seechingly. Don't shoot! We'll strike our colors."
 Strike them, thcn," replied the lieu tenant, and he watched the man while he lowered the Eagles colors from the masthead. "Now; you keep below, and I'll man the Eagle myself!" and in !: few minutes the Yankee and her com panion started on their return.
 When they came up the harbor they saw a crowd of several thousand as- sembled at the Battery. The appear ance of the smack and her prize made the multitude almost mad with shouts and cries. The crowd ran rapidly to the dock at Whitehall, where the Yankee landed; the young lieutenant and John Maltby were lifted on to the shoulders of some of the sturdy ones. a DrOcpSSion was formed and for mora