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Updated: May 19, 2025
The fifes set my teeth on edge, but I could follow the drums all day with their: Tucket a brum, brum brum-brum, tuck-all de brum Tucket a brum-brum, tuck-all de brum-brum-brum Tucket a blip-blip-blip-blip, tucka tuck-all de brum, Tucket a brum-brum, tuck-all de brum-brum-brum! Part of the time the drummers click their sticks together instead of hitting the drum-head.
"Nay, no fool words," returned Dick, a little embarrassed by his companion's warmth. "No harm is done. I am not touchy, praise the saints." And at that moment the wind, which was blowing straight behind them as they went, brought them the rough flourish of Sir Daniel's trumpeter. "Hark!" said Dick, "the tucket soundeth."
Beneath that wrapper was another, and beneath that another, and so on, apparently an endless series. The boys all gathered around Frank, looking on as he removed the papers one by one, until the package, originally as big as his head, had dwindled to the dimensions of his fist. "It's got as many peels as an onion," said Tucket. "Nothing but papers. I told ye so!" said Jack Winch.
Seth Tucket followed at a short distance, saying, as he put his hand in his pocket, as if to produce some money, "Say, friend! better le' me pay ye for that gobble I stole. Any thing in reason, ye know." But Buckley gave him only a glance of compressed rage, and marched off in silence, with disappointment and revenge in his heart.
An exciting incident added interest to the scene. Before the boats landed, a body of rebels in ambush, waiting to receive them, were betrayed by the gleam of their muskets. A shell dropped discreetly into their hiding-place, by one of the gunboats, sent them scampering, and the troops landed without opposition. "It's our turn now, boys!" cried Tucket.
But it is always the easier to destroy; and when a single note upon the tucket recalled the attacking party from this desperate service, much of the barricade had been removed piecemeal, and the whole fabric had sunk to half its height, and tottered to a general fall. And now the footmen in the market-place fell back, at a run, on every side.
"'Roll on, thou deep and dark blue ocean! roll! ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain!" observed Tucket, coming on deck with Frank, and gazing around at the few tossed remnants of the storm-scattered expedition.
"Strike a light, somebody, and let's see what it is. It tumbled down here by my drum, I believe." There was a general scratching of matches, and after a while the broken candle was set up and relighted. "I swan to man," then said Tucket, "jest look at that jack-of-spades. He got it in the physiognomy wus'n I did.
"It's nothing but a great wad of paper." "It's a torpedo! an infernal machine!" cried Tucket. "Look out, Manly! it'll blow us all into the next Fourth of July." Frank laughed, as he began to undo the package. The first wrapper was of brown paper with these words written upon it, in large characters: "FRANK MANLY, Drummer. Inquire Within."
But early Wednesday morning more than three weeks after the arrival of the expedition at the inlet the signals to weigh anchor and set sail were given. Commodore Goldsborough's gunboat took the lead. Other vessels of the naval squadron followed. Then came the transports a goodly spectacle. "''Twere wuth ten years of peaceful life, one glance at our array," observed the poetical Tucket.
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