The pilot: a tale of the sea. By J. Fenimore Cooper.

5b26 tm tP Lotr.
Vith shouts, atd bitter menaces, w\armed the blood
if Colonel Howard, who pressed to the side of the
f*rigate,: and encouraged his friends, ty his gestures
antd voices to come otn
Away with ye, 0old croakel' clriedt tihe nias-..
ter, seizisng him by the collar; " away with ye to
the lhotl, or i'fl 1order you fired from a't guln."
t i)own with your anus, rebellious (tlog " shbouted the colonel, carried lteyond himself b)y the al-,
dour of the ft'ay; (- down to the dust, and implore
the mercy of your injured prince!"
Invigorated by a momentary glow, t.he veteran
grappledd w ith his brawlny anttagonist, but the issue
of the short struggle vwas yet susptended, when the
lingtlish, d(riven back by the fire of the marines.
and tile Imenacing front thtat Griffith with his bolarderls IpresenClted, retreated to the forecastle of their
owvn shi-ip, and atteumpted to return the deadly
blows they were receivint)g, in thetir hull, friom the
lannon tat t Barst able d(ireted. A solitary gun
was all tlhey could bring to bear on the Anlmericans; tbut this,,loaded with cantnister, was fired so
near tas to sed its glavring flame into thp veryy fiwes
of their cnemies, The strugg ling colonel, wh1l
was dalready sinkint:g:beneath the arm of }his re,
felt the rough grasp loosen flom his throat, at the
tflash, and te t t o combatants suitnk powQerless on
their k-neeCS fIci:ng eacarh other.*
HI.tow nowl brotlher!" cxclaimed B1oltrope.
with a smiile of grint fierceness; " some, of that
grist has gonIe to your mtill, ha )"
No ans\wer couldt howevert, be given before the
yielding folrms (of both fell to the dcck, lwhere they
lay helpless, amid the din of thie battle and the
wildt onfit8ion of the eager combatants,
Notwhithstanding the fitriouts struggle tlhey: witnesseldf the (lementts did "not cease their:finetions;