Miles Wallingford eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 608 pages of information about Miles Wallingford.

Miles Wallingford eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 608 pages of information about Miles Wallingford.

“You will have the complaisance, Mons. Wallingford,” cried Le Gros, as the boat started away from the ship’s side, “to fill the top-sail, and run for the passage, when we wave our hats.”

“Ay—­ay,” I answered; “leave it to me to fill the top-sails, and to give the John Bulls the slip.”

This was said in French, and it drew cries of “Bon!” and of “Vive la France!” from all in the boat.  What the fellows thought, I will not pretend to say; but if they thought they were to get on board the Dawn again, they did not know the men they left behind them.  As for the Frenchmen who remained, Marble and I could have managed them alone; and I was glad they were with us, since they could be made to pull and haul.

The ship was under her three top-sails, spanker and jib, when Mons. Le Gros thus singularly gave her up to my control; the main-yard lying square.  My first step was to fill the top-sail, and gather way on the vessel.  This was soon done; and, keeping away, I stood on towards the rocks, which soon bore on our weather bow, determined to run as near them as I dared, thinking to frighten the Englishman so much, as to induce him to keep at arm’s-length.  I might cast away the ship, it is true; but even this would be preferable to falling again into English hands, with all the occurrences still so recent.  A year or two later, the affair of the Speedy’s men might be forgotten; but while a thing is fresh, there is always some danger of its creating feeling.  At least, thus I reasoned, and thus I acted.

Once more I had the Dawn under my own orders; and, could I keep the frigate out of gun-shot, I cared very little for Mons. Le Gros.  At first, the privateersmen supposed that, in filling away, I merely intended to further their views; but, no sooner did they perceive the ship standing on to leeward of the passage, than the truth seemed to flash on their befogged faculties.  This was not until the depth of water was ascertained to be sufficient for their purposes; and such a flourishing of tarpaulins and greasy caps as succeeded, I had not witnessed for many a day.  All these signals and calls, however, were disregarded; but away went the Dawn, with her yards just rounded in a point, with the wind fairly abeam, coasting along as near the islands as I thought it at all prudent to venture.  As for the frigate, she was still keeping her luff, in order to get far enough to windward to make sure of her prey.  At this moment, the two ships might have been a league asunder.

Mons. Le Gros was no sooner aware of the trick I had played him, than out he dashed with his fishing-boat, making sail in chase, and helping his dull craft along with half a dozen oars.  Seeing this, I let the fore-sail drop, and sheeted home and hoisted the main-top-gallant-sail; not that I felt at all afraid of the boat, but because it was my wish to avoid bloodshed, if possible.  Among the other absurdities the French had committed,

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