The King's Own Part 12

McElvina had sure data from which to calculate as to the exact period of embarkation, and was also aware that the frigate had orders to sail to the port of rendezvous the first favourable wind after the embarkation had taken place. In two days the _Aspasia_, for that was the name of the frigate commanded by Captain M---, was off Ushant, and the captain, taking the precaution to keep well off the land during the day-time, only running in to make the lights after dark, retained his position off that island until the wind s.h.i.+fted to the northward: he then shaped a course so as to fall in with the French coast about thirty miles to the southward of the harbour of Brest. It was still dark, when Captain M---, having run his distance, shortened sail, and hove-to in the cruising ground which McElvina had recommended; and so correct was the calculation, as well as the information of the captain of the smugglers, that at day-break, as the frigate lay with her head in-sh.o.r.e, with the wind at Nor'-Nor'-West, a large vessel was descried under the land, a little on her weather-bow. After severely scrutinising the stranger for some minutes with his gla.s.s, which he now handed to McElvina--

"That's she, indeed, I believe," said Captain M---.

"A large frigate, with studding-sails set, standing across our bows,"

cried out the first-lieutenant, from the mast-head.

"She'll try for the Pa.s.sage du Raz; we must cut her off; if we can.

Hands, make sail."

The hands were summoned up by the shrill pipe of the boatswain and his mates; but it was quite unnecessary, as the men had already crowded on deck upon the first report which had been communicated below, and were in cl.u.s.ters on the forecastle and gangways.

"Topmen, aloft! loose top-gallant sails and royals--clear away the flying-jib," were orders that were hardly out of the mouth of the first-lieutenant, breathless with his rapid descent from aloft, when the gaskets were off; and the sails hung fluttering from the yards. In another minute the sheets were home, the sails hoisted and trimmed, and the _Aspasia_ darted through the yielding waves, as if the eagerness of pursuit which quickened the pulses of her crew had been communicated from them like an electric shock to her own frame, and she were conscious that her country demanded her best exertions.

"Pipe the hammocks up, Mr Hardy," said Captain M--- to the first-lieutenant; "when they are stowed we will beat to quarters."

"Ay, ay, sir. Shall we order the fire out in the galley?"

"When the cocoa is ready, not before--there will be plenty of time for the people to get their breakfast. How does the land bear, Mr Pearce?"

"Saint Island about South East by South, eight or nine miles, sir,"

replied the master.

"If so, I think we shall cut him off; and then 'fight he must.'"

Both frigates had hoisted their colours in defiance, and as they were steering for the same point, they neared each other fast; the French vessel, with his starboard studding-sails, running for the entrance of the narrow pa.s.sage, which he hoped to gain, and the _Aspasia_ close-hauled to intercept him, and at the same time to avoid the dangerous rocks to leeward, far extending from Saint Island, whose name they bore.

"Have the men had their breakfasts, Mr Hardy?" said the captain.

"The cocoa was in the tub, sir," answered the first-lieutenant, "ready for serving out; but they started it all in the lee-scuppers. They wanted the tub to fill it with shot."

Captain M--- smiled at the enthusiasm of his crew; but the smile was suddenly checked, as he reflected that probably many of the fine fellows would never breakfast again.

"If not contrary to your regulations, Captain M---," said McElvina, "as the crew of the _Susanne_ have not yet been incorporated with your s.h.i.+p's company, may I request that they may be stationed together, and that I may be permitted to be with them?"

"Your suggestion is good," replied the captain, "and I am obliged to you for the offer. They shall a.s.sist to work the quarter-deck carronades, and act as boarders and sail trimmers. Mr Hardy, let the new men be provided with cutla.s.ses, and fill up any vacancies in the main-deck quarters, from some of our own men who are at present stationed at the quarter-deck guns."

The frigates were now within gunshot of each other, and it was impossible to say which vessel would first attain the desired goal. The foremost guns of the respective s.h.i.+ps which had been trained forward were reported to bear upon the enemy, and both commanders were aware that "knocking away a stick"--i.e., the shots striking the masts or yards of her opponent, so as to occasion them to fall--would decide the point. At the very time that Captain M--- was giving directions to fire the main-deck guns as they would bear, the first shot from his antagonist whizzed over his head, and the action commenced, each party attempting to cripple his opponent by firing high at his masts and rigging. The frigates continued to engage, until they had closed-to within half a mile of each other, when the main-topmast of the Frenchman fell over the side.

This decided the point as to his escape through the pa.s.sage, which he had made his utmost exertions to effect, in pursuance of the peremptory orders which he had received. He now hauled his wind on the same tack as the _Aspasia_, pouring in his starboard broadside as he rounded-to.

The manoeuvre was good, as he thereby retained his weather-gage--and the wreck of his top-mast having fallen over his larboard side, he had his starboard broadside, which was all clear, and directed towards his opponent; moreover, he forced the _Aspasia_ to follow him into the bay formed between the Bec du Raz and the Bec du Chevre, where she would in all probability receive considerable damage from the batteries which lined the coast.

Captain M--- was aware of all this; but his only fear was that his enemy should run on sh.o.r.e, and prevent his carrying him into port. The _Aspasia_ was soon abreast of her opponent, and their broadsides were exchanged, when Captain M---, who wished to bring the action to a speedy conclusion, shot his vessel ahead, which he was enabled to do, from his superiority of sailing, after the main-topmast of the French frigate had been shot away. It was his intention not to have tacked until he could have fetched his antagonist, but the galling fire of the batteries, which now hulled him every time, induced him to go about, and, as he was in stays, a raking shot entered the cabin windows, and, in its pa.s.sage along the main-deck, added ten men to his list of killed and wounded.

Again the frigates, on opposite tacks, poured in their broadsides--the fore-yard of the Frenchman was divided in the slings, and fell, hanging by the topsail sheets and lifts, and tearing the sails, which fell over the forecastle guns, and caught fire as they were discharged at the same moment. Nor did the _Aspasia_ suffer less, for her mizen-topmast was shot through, and her starboard anchor, cut from her bows, fell under her bottom and tore away the cable (a short range of which Captain M--- had had the precaution to have on deck, as they fought so close in sh.o.r.e). This threw the men at the guns into confusion, and brought the s.h.i.+p up in the wind. The cable was at last separated, and flew out of the hawse-hole after the anchor, which plunged to the bottom but this was not effected, until, like an enormous serpent, it had enfolded in its embraces three or four hapless men, who were carried with dreadful velocity to the hawse-hole, where their crushed bodies for a time stopped it from running out, and gave their s.h.i.+pmates an opportunity of dividing it with their axes.

Order was eventually restored, and the _Aspasia_, who had been raked by her active opponent during the time that she was thrown up in the wind, continued her course, and as she pa.s.sed the stern of the French frigate, luffed up and returned the compliment. The latter, anxious in his crippled state for the support of the batteries, which had already seriously injured his opponent, continued to forge insh.o.r.e.

"We shall weather her now;--'bout s.h.i.+p, Mr Pearce. Recollect, my lads," said Captain M---, when the s.h.i.+p was about, "you'll reserve your fire till we touch her sides; then all hands to board."

The _Aspasia_ ranged up on the weather quarter of her antagonist-- Pearce, the master, conning her by the captain's directions, so that the fore-chains of the French vessel should be hooked by the spare anchor of the _Aspasia_. The enemy, who, in his disabled state, was not in a situation to choose whether he would be boarded or not, poured in a double-shotted and destructive broadside; and it was well for Captain M--- that his s.h.i.+p's company had received the reinforcement which they had from the _Susanne_, for the French frigate was crowded with men, and being now within pistol-shot, the troops, who were so thick on deck as to impede the motions of each other, kept up an incessant fire of musketry, cutting the _Aspasia's_ running rigging, riddling her sails, and disabling her men.

"Hard a-port now!" cried Pearce, and the vessels came in collision, the spare anchor in the _Aspasia's_ fore-chains catching and tearing away the backstays and lanyards of the enemy's fore-rigging, and, with a violent jerk, bringing down the fore-topmast to windward. At this moment the reserved broadside of the _Aspasia_ was discharged, and the two frigates heeled over opposite ways, from the violent concussion of the air in the confined s.p.a.ce between them. While yet enveloped in the smoke, the men flew up on deck, as they had been previously directed by Captain M---, who leaped upon the quarter-deck hammocks of his own frigate, and, holding with one hand by the mizen-topmast backstay, with his sword in the other, waving to encourage his men, waited a second or two for the closing of the after-parts of the vessels, before he led on his boarders.

The smoke rolled away through the masts of the French frigate, and discovered her captain, with equal disregard to his safety, in nearly a similar position on the hammock rails of his own vessel. The rival commanders were not six feet apart, when the main-chains of the two vessels crashed as they came in collision. The French captain drew a pistol from his belt and levelled it at Captain M---, whose fate appeared to be certain; when, at the critical moment, a hat, thrown from the quarter-deck of the _Aspasia_, right into the face of the Frenchman, blinded him for a minute, and his pistol went off without taking effect.

"Capital shot, that, w.i.l.l.y!" cried McElvina, as he sprang from the hammocks with his sword, "giving point" in advance, and, while still darting through the air with the impetus of his spring, pa.s.sing it through the body of the French captain, who fell back on his own quarter-deck, while McElvina, fortunately for himself, dropped into the chains, for, had he a hundred lives, they would have fallen a sacrifice to the exasperated Frenchman: but the smugglers had followed McElvina; and Captain M---, with the rest of his s.h.i.+p's company, were thronging, like bees, in the rigging, hammocks, and chains of their opponent. From the destructive fire of the French troops, many an English seaman fell dead, or, severely wounded, was reserved for a worse fate--that of falling overboard between the s.h.i.+ps, and, at the heave of the sea, being crushed between their sides. Many a gallant spirit was separated from its body by this horrid death as the strife continued.

Possession was at length gained of the quarter-deck; but the carnage was not to cease. The French troops stationed in the boats on the booms, formed a sort of pyramid, vomiting incessant fire; and the commandant had had the sagacity to draw up three lines of his men, with their bayonets fixed, from one side of the vessel to the other, abreast of the gangways, forming a barrier, behind which the crew of the French had retreated, and which was impenetrable to the gallant crew of the _Aspasia_, who were only provided with short cutla.s.ses.

Captain M---, as he saw his men falling on every side, and every attempt to force a pa.s.sage unsuccessful, although accompanied with heavy loss of lives, found himself, as it were, in a trap. To force his way through appeared impossible--to retreat was against his nature. McElvina, who had been fighting by his side, perceived the awkward and dangerous predicament they were in, and his ready talent suggested a remedy.

Calling out loudly, "Susannes! away there!--follow me!" an order instantly obeyed by his men, he disappeared with them over the hammocks, leaping back upon the quarter-deck of the _Aspasia_.

"Curses on the smuggler, he has run for it. At them again, my Britons never mind," cried the first-lieutenant, leading on the men against the phalanx of bayonets. But it was not as the first-lieutenant had supposed; for before the cutla.s.ses of the seamen had time again to strike fire upon the steel points which opposed their pa.s.sage, McElvina reappeared in the fore-rigging of the French vessel, followed by his smugglers, who attacked the French troops in the rear, with a loud yell, and an impetuosity that was irresistible. The diversion was announced by a cheer from Captain M--- and his party abaft, who, rus.h.i.+ng upon the bayonets of the Frenchman, already in confusion from the attack of McElvina, forced them down on the main-deck, and in a few minutes the hatches were secured over the remainder of the crew, and the tricoloured ensign disappeared from the gaff; and announced to the spectators in the batteries on sh.o.r.e, that "_Britannia ruled the waves_."

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN.

Brave hearts! to Britain's pride Once so faithful and so true, On the deck of fame that died With the gallant, good Riou-- Soft sigh the winds of Heaven o'er their grave!

While the billow mournful rolls, And the mermaid's song condoles, Singing glory to the souls Of the brave!

CAMPBELL.

Hasty congratulations between the survivors of the victorious party were exchanged as they proceeded to obey the orders which were issued by Captain M--- who directed their attention to the relief of the wounded, lying in heaps upon the deck, in many instances nearly smothered with the dead bodies which had fallen upon them, and which their own exhausted powers would not permit them to remove. The task of separation of those who were past all mortal aid from those who might still derive benefit from surgical a.s.sistance, was as tedious as it was afflicting. No distinction was made between the rival sufferers, but, as they came to hand, English or French, they were carefully conveyed to the half-decks of the respective s.h.i.+ps, the surgeons of which were in readiness to receive them, their s.h.i.+rt-sleeves turned up to the elbows, and hands and arms stained with blood, proving that they had already been actively employed in the duties of their profession.

On the foremost part of the larboard side of the French frigate's quarter-deck, where Captain M--- and his crew had boarded, the dead and dying lay in a heap, the summit of which was level with the tops of the carronades that they were between; and an occasional low groan from under the ma.s.s, intimated that some were there who were dying more from the pressure of the other bodies, than from the extent of their own wounds.

Captain M---, although he had lost much blood, and was still bleeding profusely, would not leave the deck until he had collected a party to separate the pile; and many were relieved, who, in a few minutes more, would have been suffocated.

At the bottom of the heap was the body of the gallant French captain; and Captain M--- was giving directions to the first-lieutenant to have it carried below, when w.i.l.l.y, who was earnestly looking about the deck, brushed up against the latter, who said to him--

"Come, youngster, out of the way, you're no use here."

"Has any one seen my hat?" interrogated the boy, as he obeyed the order, and removed to a short distance.

"Here it is, my bantam," said one of the boatswain's mates, who had discovered it as they removed the body of the French captain, under which it had lain, jammed as flat as a pancake.

"Then it was to you that I was indebted for that well-timed a.s.sistance;"

said Captain M---, taking the hat from the boatswain's mate, and restoring it as well as he could to its former shape before he put it on w.i.l.l.y's head.

w.i.l.l.y looked up in the captain's face, and smiled a.s.sent as he walked away.

"A good turn is never lost," observed Captain M---; "and the old fable of the mouse and the lion is constantly recurring to make us humble. If I had not put that boy on the quarter-deck, I should in all probability have made a vacancy. It was remarkable presence of mind on his part."

We have not broken in upon our narrative to state, that during the scene we have described Mr Pearce, the master, had succeeded in putting both vessels before the wind, although they still were hugged in each other's embraces, as if they had always been the best friends in the world, and they were now out of the reach of the enemy's batteries, which (as soon as they perceived the unfavourable results of the action) had commenced firing with red-hot b.a.l.l.s, emblematical of their wrath.

When the wounded had been carried below, and placed in comparative comfort on board of their respective s.h.i.+ps, the dead bodies were next examined. Those of the French (with the exception of that of the captain) were launched overboard; while those of the English were then removed, and the French officers, having delivered up their swords, were permitted to remain on deck upon parole, while the men were secured down below in the fore and main holds of the _Aspasia_, the hatchways being covered over with a strong splinter-netting, that they might not be deprived of fresh air in their crowded situation. The charge of the prize having been confided to the first-lieutenant and fifty men, the two s.h.i.+ps were separated, and laid to, to repair the damages sustained in the conflict.

Captain M---, whose wounds were not serious, had descended for a short time to have them washed and dressed. His anxiety to put his s.h.i.+p in an efficient state, and get clear of the bay, previous to bad weather coming on, had induced him to return on deck as soon as he had taken a little refreshment.