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Chapter 3 - 1803 - 1814
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time at least. Some time before she
was in gunshot he placed his men at their quarters, cast loose
the guns, run them in, and loaded them, preparing for action.
The ship proved to be the Leander, 50. As soon as within range
there was a puff of white smoke from her bows, and a shot struck
the stump of the foremast to which the jury masts had been secured.
The French, seeing the hopeless prospect of resistance, threw
down their arms, and hastily went below. I instantly took charge,
placed a sentinel where they disappeared, and went and Mauled
down the tricolour that was flying over the English, and hoisted
ours alone. She soon came up, and passing close hailed us with
a speaking trumpet, "What ship are you?" I replied. |
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© Peter Smith 2008