full cargo, on board.
I converted her into a cartel, and throwing the prisoners from the Gilderslieve
on board of her, released her on ransom-bond.
I then burned the Gilderslieve
. The sea was so rough, and the boating so difficult, that it was eleven P. M. before the torch could be applied to the doomed ship.
We lay to during the remainder of the night, under reefed topsails.
The next day the weather moderated somewhat, though the wind still continued fresh from about S. S. E. At about half-past 8 P. M., the night being quite light, we gave chase to an exceedingly rakish-looking ship, whose canvas showed white under the rays of the moon, and which was carrying a press of sail.
We, too, crowded sail, and for a long time it was doubtful which ship was the faster.
seemed to have found her match at last.
Our pride was aroused, and we put our best foot foremost.
We saw all the sheets snugly home, the sails well hoisted, and properly trimmed, and put the most skilful seamen at the wheel.
Little by little we began to crawl upon the chase, but hour after hour passed, and still we were almost as far astern as ever.
Midnight came, and the watch was relieved, and still the fugitive was beyond our grasp.
Four A. M. arrived, and the old watch came back on deck again, only to wonder that the chase still continued.
At last the day dawned and still the ship, with the square yards, and white canvas, was four or five miles ahead of us. We had been all night in chase of a single ship—a thing which had never happened to us before.
When daylight appeared, I went below, and turned in, handing the chase over to the first lieutenant
At half past 7—my usual time for rising—I heard the report of a gun, and pretty soon afterward an officer came below to say, that the chase proved to be a Dutchman!
I must have looked a little sour at the breakfast-table, that morning, as Bartelli was evidently a little nervous and fidgety.
Forty-eight hours after this night-chase, we had another, though with better success, as a prize rewarded me for my loss of rest.
The chase commenced about two A. M., and it was half-past 7 A. M., before we were near enough to heave the fugitive to, with a gun. She proved to be the Jabez Snow