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Updated: June 19, 2025


You are trifling with me," said Mr. Birdwing impatiently. At this moment there was a scuffle in the waist of the steamer, which attracted the attention of all on the deck. Mr.

The Snapper had been anchored within a cable's length of the Chateaugay, and Mr. Birdwing had brought Captain Flanger on board of the ship, with Percy Pierson, that the question of prize might be definitely settled by the commander, for he was not quite satisfied himself. The captain of the Snapper was still in irons, and he and his companion had been put under guard in the waist.

Captain Vickers was a broken-hearted man when he realized that his vessel was actually captured by a United States man-of-war. "Do you surrender, Captain Vickers?" said Mr. Birdwing, as he saluted the disconsolate commander. "How did you know my name?" demanded he gruffly. "That is of no consequence, Captain Vickers. You will oblige me by answering my question.

Birdwing and Christy rushed over to the starboard side of the steamer; but Mr. Carlin and his men had so effectively sustained the detective that the affray had reached a conclusion before they could interfere. Mr. Gilfleur was crawling out from under two or three men who had thrown themselves upon him when he brought the first officer to the deck by jumping suddenly upon him.

Birdwing went to the door and directed the third lieutenant to have Captain Sawlock conducted to the cabin; and the two seamen who had held him as a prisoner brought him before the first lieutenant of the Chateaugay. He appeared to have got control of his temper, and offered no further resistance. Mr.

Birdwing ordered those on board to drop the accommodation ladder over the side; and for so mild a gentleman he did it in a very imperative tone. The order was obeyed, though it appeared to be done very reluctantly. The first lieutenant was the first to mount the ladder, and was closely followed by his passenger. "Where is the captain?" demanded Mr.

If the captain of the steamer was a fool, the mate was not, for he saw the folly of resisting a United States force. "Mr. Carlin, you will remain on deck with the men; Mr. Passford and Mr. Gilfleur, may I trouble you to come into the cabin with me?" continued Mr. Birdwing, as he led the way.

Birdwing, the first lieutenant. "Signal over the boarding-station, sir!" reported the quartermaster in the top. "It is a number 'Get under way!" The executive officer reported the signal to the commander, though he was on deck, and had heard the words of the quartermaster. "Get under way at once, Mr. Birdwing," said the captain.

Carlin came to the door, and his superior directed him to examine all hands forward, in order to ascertain whether they were Confederates or otherwise. He gave him the shipping-list to assist him. "Are you an American citizen, Captain Sawlock?" asked Mr. Birdwing, as soon as the third lieutenant had departed on his mission. "I am," replied he stiffly. "Where were you horn?" "In Pensacola."

He appeared to be confounded, and listened in silence to the explanation of Mr. Gilfleur. But he looked decidedly ugly. "That case is my personal, private property," said he, as soon as it was in the hands of the chief officer of the boarding-party. "I don't dispute it, Captain Sawlock; but at the same time I intend to examine its contents," replied Mr. Birdwing mildly, but firmly.

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