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pale…faces。  Neither the Legs nor the Sailor cared for the gayety

and the crowd of cities; the stout mariner's home was in the

puttock…shrouds of the old 〃Repudiator。〃  The stern and simple

trapper loved the sound of the waters better than the jargon of the

French of the old country。  〃I can follow the talk of a Pawnee;〃 he

said; 〃or wag my jaw; if so be necessity bids me to speak; by a

Sioux's council…fire and I can patter Canadian French with the

hunters who come for peltries to Nachitoches or Thichimuchimachy;

but from the tongue of a Frenchwoman; with white flour on her head;

and war…paint on her face; the Lord deliver poor Natty Pumpo。〃



〃Amen and amen!〃 said Tom Coxswain。  〃There was a woman in our aft…

scuppers when I went a…whalin in the little 'Grampus'and Lord

love you; Pumpo; you poor land…swab; she WAS as pretty a craft as

ever dowsed a tarpaulingthere was a woman on board the 'Grampus;'

who before we'd struck our first fish; or biled our first blubber;

set the whole crew in a mutiny。  I mind me of her now; Natty;her

eye was sich a piercer that you could see to steer by it in a

Newfoundland fog; her nose stood out like the 'Grampus's' jibboom;

and her woice; Lord love you; her woice sings in my ears even now:

it set the Captain a…quarrelin with the Mate; who was hanged in

Boston harbor for harpoonin of his officer in Baffin's Bay;it set

me and Bob Bunting a…pouring broadsides into each other's old

timbers; whereas me and Bob was worth all the women that ever

shipped a hawser。  It cost me three years' pay as I'd stowed away

for the old mother; and might have cost me ever so much more; only

bad luck to me; she went and married a little tailor out of

Nantucket; and I've hated women and tailors ever since!〃  As he

spoke; the hardy tar dashed a drop of brine from his tawny cheek;

and once more betook himself to splice the taffrail。



Though the brave frigate lay off Havre de Grace; she was not idle。

The gallant Bowie and his intrepid crew made repeated descents upon

the enemy's seaboard。  The coasts of Rutland and merry

Leicestershire have still many a legend of fear to tell; and the

children of the British fishermen tremble even now when they speak

of the terrible 〃Repudiator。〃  She was the first of the mighty

American war…ships that have taught the domineering Briton to

respect the valor of the Republic。



The novelist ever and anon finds himself forced to adopt the

sterner tone of the historian; when describing deeds connected with

his country's triumphs。  It is well known that during the two

months in which she lay off Havre; the 〃Repudiator〃 had brought

more prizes into that port than had ever before been seen in the

astonished French waters。  Her actions with the 〃Dettingen〃 and the

〃Elector〃 frigates form part of our country's history; their

defenceit may be said without prejudice to national vanitywas

worthy of Britons and of the audacious foe they had to encounter;

and it must be owned; that but for a happy fortune which presided

on that day over the destinies of our country; the chance of the

combat might have been in favor of the British vessels。  It was not

until the 〃Elector〃 blew up; at a quarter past three P。M。; by a

lucky shot which fell into her caboose; and communicated with the

powder…magazine; that Commodore Bowie was enabled to lay himself on

board the 〃Dettingen;〃 which he carried sword in hand。  Even when

the American boarders had made their lodgment on the 〃Dettingen's〃

binnacle; it is possible that the battle would still have gone

against us。  The British were still seven to one; their carronades;

loaded with marline…spikes; swept the gun…deck; of which we had

possession; and decimated our little force; when a rifle…ball from

the shrouds of the 〃Repudiator〃 shot Captain Mumford under the star

of the Guelphic Order which he wore; and the Americans; with a

shout; rushed up the companion to the quarter…deck; upon the

astonished foe。  Pike and cutlass did the rest of the bloody work。

Rumford; the gigantic first…lieutenant of the 〃Dettingen;〃 was cut

down by Commodore Bowie's own sword; as they engaged hand to hand;

and it was Tom Coxswain who tore down the British flag; after

having slain the Englishman at the wheel。  Peace be to the souls of

the brave!  The combat was honorable alike to the victor and the

vanquished; and it never can be said that an American warrior

depreciated a gallant foe。  The bitterness of defeat was enough to

the haughty islanders who had to suffer。  The people of Herne Bay

were lining the shore; near which the combat took place; and cruel

must have been the pang to them when they saw the Stars and Stripes

rise over the old flag of the Union; and the 〃Dettingen〃 fall down

the river in tow of the Republican frigate。



Another action Bowie contemplated: the boldest and most daring

perhaps ever imagined by seaman。  It is this which has been so

wrongly described by European annalists; and of which the British

until now have maintained the most jealous secrecy。



Portsmouth Harbor was badly defended。  Our intelligence in that

town and arsenal gave us precise knowledge of the disposition of

the troops; the forts; and the ships there; and it was determined

to strike a blow which should shake the British power in its

centre。



That a frigate of the size of the 〃Repudiator〃 should enter the

harbor unnoticed; or could escape its guns unscathed; passed the

notions of even American temerity。  But upon the memorable 26th of

June; 1782; the 〃Repudiator〃 sailed out of Havre Roads in a thick

fog; under cover of which she entered and cast anchor in Bonchurch

Bay; in the Isle of Wight。  To surprise the Martello Tower and take

the feeble garrison thereunder; was the work of Tom Coxswain and a

few of his blue…jackets。  The surprised garrison laid down their

arms before him。



It was midnight before the boats of the ship; commanded by

Lieutenant Bunker; pulled off from Bonchurch with muffled oars; and

in another hour were off the Common Hard of Portsmouth; having

passed the challenges of the 〃Thetis〃 and the 〃Amphion〃 frigates;

and the 〃Polyanthus〃 brig。



There had been on that day great feasting and merriment on board

the Flag…ship lying in the harbor。  A banquet had been given in

honor of the birthday of one of the princes of the royal line of

the Guelphsthe reader knows the propensity of Britons when liquor

is in plenty。  All on board that royal ship were more or less

overcome。  The Flag…ship was plunged in a deathlike and drunken

sleep。  The very officer of the watch was intoxicated: he could not

see the 〃Repudiator's〃 boats as they shot swiftly through the

waters; nor had he time to challenge her seamen as they swarmed up

the huge sides of the ship。



At the next moment Tom Coxswain stood at the wheel of the 〃Royal

George〃the Briton who had guarded; a corpse at his feet。  The

hatches were down。  The ship was in possession of the 〃Repudiator's〃

crew。  They were busy in her rigging; bending her sails to carry her

out of the harbor。  The well…known heave of the men at the windlass

woke up Kempenfelt in his state…cabin。  We know; or rather do not

know; the result; for who can tell by whom the lower…deck ports of

the brave ship were opened; and how the haughty prisoners below sunk

the ship and its conquerors rather than yield her as a prize to the

Republic!



Only Tom Coxswain escaped of victors and vanquished。  His tale was

told to his Captain and to Congress; but Washington forbade its

publication; and it was but lately that the faithful seaman told it

to me; his grandson; on his hundred…and…fifteenth birthday。







A PLAN FOR A PRIZE NOVEL。



IN A LETTER FROM THE EMINENT DRAMATIST BROWN TO THE EMINENT

NOVELIST SNOOKS。





〃CAFE DES AVEUGLES。



〃MY DEAR SNOOKS;I am on the look…out here for materials for

original comedies such as those lately produced at your theatre;

and; in the course of my studies; I have found something; my dear

Snooks; which I think will suit your book。  You are bringing; I

see; your admirable novel; 'The Mysteries of May Fair;' to an end

(by the way; the scene; in the 200th number; between the Duke; his

Grandmother; and the Jesuit Butler; is one of the most harrowing

and exciting I ever read)and; of course; you must turn your real

genius to some other channel; and we may expect that your pen shall

not be idle。



〃The original plan I have to propose to you; then; is taken from

the French; just like the original dramas above mentioned; and;

indeed; I found it in the law report of the National newspaper; and

a French literary gentleman; M。 Emanuel Gonzales; has the credit of

the invention。  He and an advertisement agent fell out about a

question of money; the affair was brought before the courts; and

the little plot so got wind。  But there is no reason why you should

not take the plot and act on it yourself。  You are a known man;
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