Camping on the St. Lawrence (Adventure Books By Everett T Tomlinson Book 1)

I know," cried Lewis, darting swiftly along the street and soon disappearing from the sight of the guard, who resumed his beat with many a shake of his had, and low muttering to himself.

Lewis ran on until he came to the house in which he knew Commodore Chauncey had his rooms. He was compelled to repeat his summons on the heavy iron knocker several times before the door was at last opened by a woman, who held a candle in her hands and gazed curiously at him, evidently wondering why she should be disturbed at such an hour.

Fox, I must see Commodore Chauncey right away. Right away, I tell you," he added impatiently as he saw her hesitate. If it isn't Lewis Ramsay.

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What's the matter now? Is your ma sick? Don't keep me waiting here. Tell him I must see him. I know he will. Go right up to his rooms and tell him he must see me. It's a matter of life and death. I'm afraid he's in bed, but I'll go rap on his door, as ye seem so set on it. Fox returned and said: I'll hold the light for ye. A candle burning on the table served to show how pale the officer's face was, as he lay on his bed.

Lewis knew that he was ill, or the report had been current in Sacket's Harbor, but when he saw the sick man before him, and realized the high position he had, he was confused, and hardly could collect his thoughts. I'd landed and drawn my boat upon the inner shore and walked around the Point till I could see out on the lake.

When I got there, I saw a little schooner which at first I thought was the "Lady of the Lake," but pretty soon I saw she wasn't. She was a British gunboat, commodore, and I'd just made up my mind to that, when she came about and the first thing I knew three gigs put out from her - and started for the shore.

They had six men in each of 'em, and I didn't dare to run for fear I'd be seen; so I climbed up a tree and kept watching the boats.

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They came straight for the place where I was, and I didn't know but they wee after me - especially when they drew up their gigs and sat down on the ground right under the tree where I was. Commodore Chauncey, those men are going to come here tonight and set fire to the 'Pike' and burn up the stores if they can. He did not relish the epithet the young officer had applied to him. He'll be of service in showing the way, said the commodore, pointing to Lewis. The guards on all the vessels were increased, six gigs were fitted with men, and at a quarter past ten o'clock they started.

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Lieutenant Martin's gig, in which Lewis was seated near that officer, leading the way. The increased guards would ward off the danger to the fleet, but the plan for the gigs was, if they did not fall in with the gigs of the enemy, to lie in wait near the entrance to the harbor, and cut them off when they should attempt to return. Lewis knew that the young officer did not more than half believe his story, and when they were some distance out from the harbor he was not surprised as the lieutenant said to him in a low voice - "You were up a tree, were you, when the men came ashore?

That's what I can't understand. I'll tell you too, since you want to know.

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About sunset the men went off into the woods and left only one man on guard by the boats. I watched, and when his back was turned, I dropped, dodged from tree to tree, and finally got to my skiff. Suppose the men had changed their plans, or had abandoned the attempt? He peered eagerly through the darkness, trying to detect the presence of the enemies' gigs.

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The men were rowing steadily and their oars were rowing steadily, an as their oars were muffled the sound could hardly be heard. The silence grew almost unbearable. Lewis felt as if he must cry out, the strain becoming so great. On and on moved the gigs, the men all feeling the increasing excitement and yet working with the precision of clockwork.

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Suddenly Lewis touched the lieutenant on the arm. He thought he had caught the sound of oars in the distance. A whispered word to the men made them rest on their oars, and the lieutenant stood up, listening and peering before him through the darkness. Yes, there it was, evidently a boat was approaching, not far away. The men were scarcely breathing: Then through the darkness glimmered the outlines of a gig about the size of their own; the men were rowing slowly and evidently their presence had not been discovered.

What boat is that? There was a smothered exclamation from the strange gig, a quick word of command given, and before the young officer could repeat his hail, boat and crew had disappeared in the darkness. The quick call of the lieutenant followed, and as soon as his own gigs had gathered about him, he gave them directions to spread out and make for the mouth of the harbor.

There followed a race in the darkness. Sometimes the gig would be seen faintly for a moment; but while the lieutenant was hesitating about giving the word to fire, for fear of hitting his companions in the other boats it would again disappear. Hour after hour the strange pursuit was kept up, the gigs being drawn in one direction, now in another, by some shout or call.

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At last, just as the gray of the dawn began to appear, they found themselves huddled together at the mouth of the harbor. A breeze had risen, and Lewis peered eagerly about him as the light became stronger. A schooner with all her sails set could be seen far out over the water, speeding away before the freshening breeze. Some Experiences of an Irish R.

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