Now and then a paragraph forcibly strikes our attention, and, though it lengthens this work beyond bounds, we cannot leave it out. On the 14th, when the Mount Washington was fighting her way out of the mud, and was getting out hawsers to bring her broadside to bear, Lamson says:
* * * The hawser slipped, and the channel being so narrow, she was obliged to run down some distance before she could turn, when the enemy's artillery was again turned on the Mount Washington. Captain Harris soon ran up to me again, and I was towed out of the enemy's range.
The Barney still remained engaging the enemy, and continued to fire till their artillery ceased and withdrew.
Towards the close of the action the Mount Washington's flag-staff was shot away even with the upper deck, when Mr. Birtwistle and seaman Thielberg assisted me to haul it up out of the water by the ensign halliards, raise it, and lash it alongside the stump.
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