ouisa Hatch, her prize, had none set. The boats pulled in quite unsuspiciously, and observing that the Hatch was an American built ship, went alongside of her. The prize-master, who was taking it easily, in his shirtsleeves, and so had no uniform on which could betray him, went to the gangway and threw them a rope.
The two masters declined to come on board, as they were in a hurry, they said, but remained some time in conversation—the prize-master, who was an Englishman, endeavoring to play Yankee, the best he could.
He repeatedly invited them to come on board, but they declined.
They wanted to know what steamer that was, pointing to the Alabama. They were told that it was a Brazilian packet-steamer, come over to the colony to bring some convicts.
What are you doing here, they now inquired.
We sprang a pretty bad leak, in a late gale, and have come in to see if we can repair damages.
Presently there was a simultaneous start, on the part of both the boat's crews, and the words sta