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Updated: June 5, 2025
But it's my opinion as there's them at the head o' this country as are worse enemies to us nor Bony and all the mounseers he's got at 's back; for as for the mounseers, you may skewer half-a-dozen of 'em at once as if they war frogs." "Aye, aye," said Martin Poyser, listening with an air of much intelligence and edification, "they ne'er ate a bit o' beef i' their lives. Mostly sallet, I reckon."
I want to see the mounseers licked, I cried out. `Let me go, father; let me go! Just then there was a shout from the upper deck, `The enemy has struck the enemy has struck! Father let me go, and up I ran and cheered, and waved my hat among the men with as hearty good will as any of them.
You see, we've all come out this time ready for the job; our officers on the Prince George only did their bit just for a day or two's holiday like, and our job was to look after the mounseers' cruisers, not to catch tittlebats and winkles, and it wasn't so very long after that we was at it hammer and tongs with a big French frigate, making work for the doctor of a precious different kind, and for our ship's carpenters too.
In the "Sunday in London,"* Monsieur the Chef is instructing a kitchen-maid how to compound some rascally French kickshaw or the other a pretty scoundrel truly! with what an air he wears that nightcap of his, and shrugs his lank shoulders, and chatters, and ogles, and grins: they are all the same, these mounseers; there are other two fellows morbleu! one is putting his dirty fingers into the saucepan; there are frogs cooking in it, no doubt; and just over some other dish of abomination, another dirty rascal is taking snuff!
Jack took his seat as a matter of course on his tub, and, as it happened, next to Tom. "How are you feeling?" asked Tom, who looked rather pale. "Much as I generally do, only I am rather peckish," answered Jack. "I wish we had had time for breakfast before thrashing the mounseers, but I hope that won't take us very long."
It was in the year 1778, just before the last war broke out. We hadn't come to loggerheads with the mounseers, though we knew pretty well that it wouldn't be long before we were that. We and two other frigates sailed down Channel with a fleet of twenty sail of the line under Admiral Keppel. "When off the Lizard, on the 17th of June, we made out two frigates and a schooner to the southward.
Two flashes were seen, and the low, booming sound of a couple of guns came across the ocean. "We're not quite within range of the mounseers' popguns yet," observed the boatswain, with a laugh. "They must come closer before they can harm us." "Do you think we can beat them off?" asked Rayner. "You may be very sure that we'll try pretty hard to do so," answered the boatswain, in a confident tone.
"I'd sooner be serving my gun aboard the frigate than be on the top of this here brute," observed Bob. "But it's no odds, I suppose; if we catches the Mounseers, and drubs them, we shall ride back on their backs eh, Job?" "Not so sure of that; they'll sham lame and refuse to carry us," answered the other seaman.
"Still, in that case," persisted Jack, "Charles VII. would not have had the opportunity of liberating his country." "Then," continued Fritz, "history would not have had to record the shameless deeds of Isabella of Bavaria." "Nor chronicle the brilliant achievements of Joan of Arc," added Jack. "Any how," observed Willis, "the mounseers are a curious people.
"If we only make a couple of miles an hour it will be something, and we shall be so much nearer home, and so much farther away from the French shore." "I'm afraid that when the mounseers find out that we have escaped, they will be sending after us," said Jack. "They will be ashamed of being outwitted by a couple of English boys, and will do all they can to bring us back."
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