The Boy Soldier; Or, Garibaldi's Young Captain — page 343: what you’re looking at

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$e a | Wo rr THE BOY SOLDIER OR, GARIBALDI’S YOUNG CAPTAIN. on , a a) il UA i i a 4 mi Hi ail ' | 1 Hea iM Jes il, es ‘I “KNOCKED AT THE DOOR:” CHAPTER CXIT: CAPTAIN TOM FORD ENCOUNTERS. A TERRIBLE | STORM—CAUGHT IN A CYCLONE—THE. GRAPHIC | ACCOUNT .THEREOF, THE stirring events narrated in a preceding iit ee were scarcely over, and Captain Frank’s camp was once more put into regular order, when, tired and worn out with their fighting and watchings, most of the lads lay down to sleep rotind their camp fires. During the night a strange horseman rode up, and, without much ceremony, made his way up to Captain Frank’s tent, and delivered various letters, one of which was from his brother Tom. A3 might be supposed Frank for a moment threw aside all other letters, and eagerly scanned that of his brother, which ran as follows :— “In my last letter to you I recounted our various encounters and adventures with the enemy on the sea, and, in coutinuation, have now to say that when I had taken my own vessel and prizes into a neutral South American port I determined to sell both my ship and the prizes in order to purchase a small, swift-sailing English iron-clad, which was for sale in the harbour of Havannah. “ Having stored my guns and other valuables on shore, I and a great number of my best men took passage in a British mail steamer for Cuba, but had not left the port of Carthagena long when we en- countered one of the most terrific storms man ever heard of, an account of which I now send to you, “In regular order, then, I may say that. H. M.'s royal mail ‘steam-ship ‘Antelope’ left Carthagena with a gentle breeze, and, -as she passed out of harbour, looking so seaworthy, so taut, and so trim, received and returned’ the hearty cheers of the crews of the British man-of-war ‘ Bengal’ and * Car- natic,’ at anchor there, ‘Little did we then suppose that in a very short space of time our noble vessel would be in the most imminent danger, combating, to her utmost strength, with a cyclone of no ordinary violence. “The time of the year, and the appearance of the weather, did not, in the least, lead the oldest sailor to even dream of such an event, “At 4 A.M. on Friday we had a light breeze, fine weather, and a long, heavy swell from the north- east, light breeze and cloudy, with a rainy appear- ance and heavy. sea. “ All the port holes were now shut, and plain:sail set. Showers of rain, and breeze freshening, but nothing particularly threatening, “The swell on the sea was “supposed to be the result of wind on the ocean some days previous, we being then in the gulf, “9 A.M.—Barometer rapidly falling, breeze and swell increasing, the anchors were now secured in- ward, and quarter-boats hoisted close up, Break- fast being well over, we were chiefly on deck, with just that little amount of interest amongst us that saccasioned by seeing the wind increasing, ‘and ELONOOLK nn meen Withee — es, a - oe (CO