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Chapter 3 - 1803 - 1814
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says there was a dense fog that morning,
but it lay low, when the man at the masthead, who could see over
the fog, cried, " A sail," in a certain direction. The
ship's course was altered, and the fog rapidly clearing he reported
another sail -one a frigate with the French colours flying over
the English, and the other a larger frigate with French colours
only. The decks were cleared for action, men beat to quarters,
and with all the canvas spread, she ploughed through it, occasionally
sending some spray over the marines and wetting their pipe clay,
to the intense delight of Jack, who had nothing on to spoil, and
was eager to retrieve the disgrace of the English flag flying
under the tricolour. What followed has been told, but he describes
it as a glorious sight; the Leander towing the two ships into
Halifax harbour with bands playing, firing of guns, and displays
of flags, amid the cheers of the assembled population. |
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© Peter Smith 2008