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We have only to pull around the North Key, and pass out to the Gulf, beyond the reach of any field gun that can be brought to bear on us," replied Mr. Amblen.
Christy began to think he should have a busy night before him when Amblen said there were at least three vessels at the port.
If there were a sentinel there, he would be on the top of the earthwork, or on the highest ground about it, so that he could see out into the bay, for there can be no danger from the land side of the place," added Amblen. "I can hardly imagine such a thing as a battery without a sentinel to give warning if anybody should try to carry it off. There must be a sentry somewhere in the vicinity."
Christy hurried up the men at the fasts, but they had about finished their task. "All clear, Mr. Passford," called Mr. Flint, as the soldiers double-quicked across the railroad to the wharf, upon which there was still a huge pile of bales of cotton. "Back her, Mr. Amblen," said Christy, as he hastened aft to avoid a collision with the other schooner.
"The farther from the shore the better, I should say, Mr. Passford. After she passes the Seahorse Key, she will be in deep water for a vessel coming out of that port; and until she gets to the Key, she will move very slowly, and we can board her better than when she is going at full speed," said Mr. Amblen. "You are doubtless quite right, Mr.
The outlines of the buildings could be discerned, and Amblen soon declared that he could make out the tops of the masts of several vessels to the westward of the point with which the peninsula terminated. This looked hopeful, and indicated that the information upon which the expedition had been sent out was correct.
"Then I shall make McSpindle my first lieutenant, and Luffard my second," added Flint, evidently pleased with the idea of having even a temporary command. "I shall appoint Baskirk in your place on board of the Bronx; but I need one more." "I recommend Amblen, though he is not as well qualified as the others I have named." "Send for these men at once," added the captain.
Amblen in the Havana, which was hardly a cable's length from the Vixen on the port side, the Aleppo being ahead of her. He had already given his general orders to the prize masters, but this was a special one. In the cabin he found Bertha, who had been awakened by the tramping of the men on deck. "Pray what is the matter, Captain Passford?" she asked, evidently somewhat alarmed.
"Precisely so; and two strokes are to back her," continued Christy. "Going at full speed, the jingler brings the engine down to half speed, or at half speed carries it up to full speed." "That is my understanding of the matter," replied Mr. Amblen. "Then we understand each other to a charm," continued the temporary engineer. "Report to Mr. Flint that we are ready to go ahead."
The three vessels were not much more than half a mile from each other, and the enemy had begun to use his broadside guns. "Good!" shouted Mr. Amblen suddenly after the gunner had just let off the great gun. "That shot overturned the midship piece of the Arran. Ambleton has fully redeemed himself." The announcement of the effect of this last shot sent up a volley of cheers from the crew.
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