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diff --git a/42864-0.txt b/42864-0.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..886fa46 --- /dev/null +++ b/42864-0.txt @@ -0,0 +1,3524 @@ +*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 42864 *** + +Note: Project Gutenberg also has an HTML version of this + file which includes the original illustrations. + See 42864-h.htm or 42864-h.zip: + (http://www.gutenberg.org/files/42864/42864-h/42864-h.htm) + or + (http://www.gutenberg.org/files/42864/42864-h.zip) + + + Images of the original pages are available through + Internet Archive. See + https://archive.org/details/thestoryofjohnpa00fras + + + + + +Famous Americans for Young Readers + +THE STORY OF JOHN PAUL JONES + +by + +CHELSEA C. FRASER + + + + + + + +Barse & Hopkins +New York Newark +N.Y. N.J. + +Copyright, 1922 +By Barse & Hopkins + +Printed in the U. S. A. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + + +PREFACE + + +For a corking tale of the sea it would be hard to find in all fiction a +story to equal that of John Paul Jones, a figure of sober history. Yet +history was not so "sober" after all, in those days when piracy was an +actual fact, and even nations at times winked at privateering on the +high seas. Jones was born with a love of the salt spray in his nostrils. +He came to this country as a mere lad, but already a skilled sailor. +When the Revolution broke out, he obtained command of a ship, and was +the first to fly the Stars-and-Stripes in foreign waters. Then came his +deeds of daring against the British Navy, and his repeated victories +over tremendous odds. The fight between the _Bon Homme Richard_ and the +_Serapis_ is a classic. "Surrender?" he cried with most of his rigging +shot away, and his vessel sinking, "Why, I have just begun to fight!" + +Belated honors were done to his memory, a few years ago, when his body +was brought home from a neglected grave in France, and reinterred at +Annapolis with all the honors in the gift of the nation. When the +readers young and old lay aside this thrilling story, they also will +understand why America honors his memory. He may be regarded as the +founder of the United States Navy. His flag, whether flying at the +masthead of some saucy little sloop-of-war or on a more formidable ship +of the line, never knew what it was to be hauled down in defeat. His +name has become a tradition among all sea fighters. + + + + +CONTENTS + + + CHAPTER PAGE + + I. THE STORM 9 + + II. THE LAND ACROSS THE SEA 21 + + III. THE YOUNG SAILOR 31 + + IV. THE YOUNG PLANTER 45 + + V. THE BIRTH OF THE UNITED STATES NAVY 55 + + VI. RAISING THE FIRST AMERICAN FLAG 63 + + VII. AN INGLORIOUS CRUISE 75 + + VIII. THE YOUNG CAPTAIN 84 + + IX. ABOARD THE "RANGER" 98 + + X. IN THE ENEMY'S OWN WATERS 110 + + XI. OUTWITTING THE "DRAKE" 125 + + XII. THE QUEER CONDUCT OF CAPTAIN LANDAIS 130 + + XIII. FIGHTING FRIEND AND FOE 150 + + XIV. DIPLOMACY AND SOCIETY 163 + + XV. AND THE LAST 172 + + + + +ILLUSTRATIONS + + + John Paul Jones _Frontispiece_ + _From a portrait by Chappel_ + + Fight between the _Serapis_ and the _Bon Homme Richard_ 150 + _From a rare print_ + + Boarding the _Serapis_ 160 + _From a rare print_ + + Paul Jones's Last Burial 178 + _Midshipmen escorting the casket to its final resting place, in + Annapolis, April 24, 1906_ + + + + +THE STORY OF JOHN PAUL JONES + + + + +I + +THE STORM + + +In the summer of 1759, James Younger, a prosperous shipowning merchant +of Whitehaven, England, found himself short of sailors to man a new +vessel he had just secured. Said he to himself, "I know just where I +shall be likely to pick up such fellows as I need. To-morrow I shall go +to Arbigland." + +Arbigland was a small fishing-village directly across the Solway Firth, +a sort of big bay which cuts a wedge into the borderline of Scotland and +England and reaches out into the blueness of the Irish Sea. From this +port fishing-boats in great numbers were wont to go forth in the early +morning of the day and return at sunset with their catch. Practically +every home was the hearth of a fisherman and his family--sturdy, +weather-beaten men who knew the whims of a boat and the tricks of the +sea better than they knew how to read and write; sturdy, hard-working +mothers who knew more about baking bread and rearing good children than +they did about social functions and social etiquette; sturdy lads and +lassies who lived in the open and knew more about entertaining +themselves with the rugged and wholesome interests of nature than they +did about ball-rooms, wine suppers, and "movies." From Arbigland Mr. +Younger had more than once before obtained excellent sailors, as had +indeed many another ship-merchant and short-handed captain. + +Mr. Younger's hopes of securing good seamen in Arbigland were soon +fulfilled. He found no trouble in signing up nearly enough that very +evening, among them several officers. The following morning he completed +his list, but did not attempt an immediate return to Whitehaven on +account of bad weather. That day the winds increased and the sea became +constantly more and more violent. By mid-afternoon the waves were +running so high that the fishermen who had gone out came scurrying in, +glad to find a safe anchorage in the harbor. + +Seeing a knot of idlers gathered on the waterfront, he joined them to +find out what they were looking at. Not until one of them had +painstakingly pointed out to him a small object, now in view on the +crest of a mountainous wave, now vanished from sight in the trough of +another, did he suspect that it could be a boat that had failed to get +in. + +"It's Johnnie Paul and his little dory, I be sure," observed one of the +fishermen, who held a glass to his eyes. "It looks fair bad f'r the lad +this time, an' na mistake. It's gude his ain faither don't ken the boy's +peril." + +"On'y twelve--a mere baby--an' him a-fightin' this nor'easter!" put in +another fisherman, with a sorrowful shake of his grizzled head. "T'bad +Johnnie's recklessness should 'a' got him in this fix. I'm afraid the +lad's love for the sea will spell his doom this blow. He's a muckle +bright lad, too." + +"An' a born seaman. If a lad are ever born to the sea Johnnie Paul are +that chap," said another Scotsman in tarpaulin. "Mind ye, boys, we seen +him make port afore in stoorms a'most this bad. Mayhap he'll do it noo. +He's got the luck o' the devil in his small frame, that he has!" + +Whether it was "the luck of the devil" or just plain unvarnished skill +which brought Johnnie Paul safely into port again that day will probably +never be known. But the chances are, if luck entered into the matter at +all, that good seamanship and intrepid daring performed the largest +share of the performance, for, as the minutes went on and the small boat +came bobbing nearer and nearer, it was evident to every one of those +assembled seafaring men that the youngster was handling his steed with +unusual cleverness. Virtually flying in the very face of disaster and +death, the lad clung coolly to the tiller, his eyes snapping with +excitement, his dark-brown hair tossing, while the vicious nor'easter +almost tore his reefed sail from its fastenings, drenched him to the +skin with its wild spray, and drove his cockleshell of a craft swiftly +forward. + +Held spellbound by the struggle between boy and wave, thrilled at the +magnificence of the lad's courage and the adroitness of his movements +as his tiller-hand avoided yawning danger after yawning danger, Mr. +Younger found himself praying for the safety of the daring young +boatman, as he might have prayed for the deliverance of one of his own +children from such a threatened fate. And it was with a vast sense of +relief and thankfulness that, a little later, he saw Johnnie Paul guide +his frail vessel into the protected waters of the harbor and up to the +wharf, where she was securely made fast. + +Indeed, Mr. Younger was one of the very first to shake the hand of the +dripping boy and congratulate him on his splendid performance. "If I +mistake not, one of these days you will be a great sailor, my lad," said +he, little knowing that he was predicting a truth. + +Johnnie Paul blushed painfully. But quickly the snap and sparkle +returned to his hazel eyes. "Sir, it is what I should like to be--a +great sailor," he said. + +Other words followed. "I shall see your father. Perhaps we can induce +him to let you join one of my vessels," observed the ship-owner from +Whitehaven. "You are very young, but old enough to become an apprentice +or ship's-boy." + +Young John Paul ran home as fast as his legs could carry him, his heart +beating with joy. Oh, such luck! It seemed to him he had always wanted +to be a sailor--a real sailor, one who could tread a big vessel's deck, +climb her rigging, and go far out to sea past that misty blue line that +separated home waters from the mystery and adventure of the domain lying +leagues beyond. + +Since he was a mere baby he recalled that he had always had a passion to +sail something, even so simple a thing as a leaf, the half of a walnut +shell, a bit of wood supporting a paper sail. And, in the beginning, the +duck-pond, a horse-trough, or a puddle of rainwater, had been his sea. +But he outgrew these limitations as he outgrew his kilts: more room must +be provided for his bounding spirits and expanding ambition. Then had +come first thoughts of the seashore; father's and mother's warnings that +the strong tides of the Solway were too dangerous to play with, had only +increased his desire to tussle with them. So he had run away, been +sternly chastised, had run away again--until at length, despairing of +restraining his son from the natural craving of his heart, John Paul +senior threw away his switch and left the youngster to the care of +Providence whenever his footsteps prompted him waterward. + +As time went on, young John had grown into a sturdy lad whose chief +delight was to sail off in the fishermen's boats for a day's catch. What +he dreamed, what he planned, as he watched the far horizon, no one +knows, for he was not the kind of a boy to tell others of his inner +thoughts at that age. But that he did have frequent golden dreams we may +rest assured, since, between the times he was making himself useful in +casting and hauling in the nets, his older comrades often caught him in +abstracted study of distant spaces. + +In those days Scottish schools were not what they are now. There were +very few of them then, and the instruction had not begun to reach the +thoroughness it has since attained. Less than a dozen children attended +the little school in Arbigland to which Johnnie Paul had been consigned +at the age of eight. It was so difficult to get a teacher that sometimes +for weeks at a time there was no one to hold forth in that office. These +occasions were very satisfying to our Johnnie Paul, for the truth is, he +much preferred paddling around the water to fingering over the pages of +his books. But he was not lazy, and during the short time he did spend +under the roof of a schoolhouse, he must have applied himself, for the +records show that at twelve years of age he could figure and read and +write very well indeed for that period. + +The lad's mother had been Jean Macduff, the daughter of an Argyll +Highlander who had moved into the Lowlands, there to abandon his trade +of armorer and become a farmer near New Abbey. Jean Macduff later left +her home and came to Arbigland to accept a position as lady's-maid to a +Mrs. Craik whose husband was a prosperous land-owner possessing an +extensive estate and splendid buildings on top of the promontory hanging +above the shores of the Solway. + +When quite a young man, John's father, a Lowlander, had also found +employment on the Craik estate as gardener, and later by reason of his +faithful work and popularity in the community, he had been made +game-warden. The young gardener and the young lady's-maid soon fell in +love with each other, were married, and in due course of time were +blessed with five children, of whom Johnnie was the youngest. He was +born in the year 1747. William, the brother, had gone to live with a +cousin, William Jones, a childless planter in Virginia, before John was +born. Willie had never been back since that day. He had been adopted by +the distant cousin, and might never return, John's parents said, but it +was hoped and expressed in letters that he would some of these days make +the long voyage back to old Scotland for a brief visit. How Johnnie did +yearn to see this big brother whose letters he loved to read but whom he +had never seen! Of late he had even dared to think of making a voyage +himself to American shores, there to seek out the long-absent one. + +The Paul cottage, overgrown with creepers, and sheltered from the fierce +northeast winds by thick trees and shrubbery, stood so close to the +seashore that it was never free from the sound of lapping waters and +the boom of breakers. It was the boy's delight, before he went to sleep +of a night, and before he arose of a morning, to lie for some time and +listen to the music of the waves, his vivid fancy investing these voices +with the power of telling him strange tales of strange peoples and +strange places, far, far away. + +When young John was not on the water, in school, or at home, he could +usually be found somewhere about Mr. Craik's estate. He was kindly +treated, and the playmate of the sons of the good laird's family. With +the democracy of boyhood he and the Craik lads enjoyed climbing +everything in the neighborhood, from the highest trees to the most +rugged cliffs, where lurked unexplored treasures in the shape of +sea-birds' eggs. They penetrated caves and caverns under the cliffs with +that sublime disregard of tides which is boyhood's happy prerogative. +They lingered at the hearths of Old Elspeth and Meg Merrilies, in the +valley below, drinking in tales of elf and goblin--too frightened to go +home in the dusk, until the servants of the big house finally hunted up +and retrieved them. + +And now all this commonplace existence was to be traded off for the more +alluring one of a sailor's life--if only the stranger from Whitehaven +did not forget to keep his word and ask Johnnie Paul's father and mother +to permit him to go off to sea--and if that father and mother could be +prevailed upon to give their consent! + +Young John had never covered the distance from the waterfront to his +humble home as quickly as he had that stormy afternoon following his +meeting with Mr. James Younger. There he shouted the news to his shocked +mother, and then, still in his wet garments, ran over to the Craik +estate and told his father and Mr. Craik himself. + +Had not the latter interceded in his behalf at the last moment it is +doubtful if John Paul senior and his good wife would ever have allowed +Johnnie to go, when Mr. Younger called that evening and presented the +case to them. As it was, they finally agreed that their youngest son +should become an apprentice to the Whitehaven ship-owner. + +Then John Paul was indeed a happy boy. He did not sleep a wink that +night. All through the long hours he lay listening to the lashing +waves. They had never sounded so sweet before. + + + + +II + +THE LAND ACROSS THE SEA + + +"Gude-by, mither! Gude-by, faither! Gude-by, dear sisters!" + +The big ship which had brought Mr. James Younger to Arbigland in quest +of sailors tugged restlessly at her anchor-chains in the river. Her +sails were being unfurled to the fresh breeze by her crew. The storm of +the day before had subsided during the night, and all was ready for the +departure. + +Already a yawl-load of newly-engaged seamen had reached the vessel's +deck. And now, with a little bundle under his arm and the kisses of his +kinsfolk still warm on his cheek, young Johnnie Paul courageously tried +to keep back the lump that seemed bound to rise in his throat, and +stepped into the last ship's-boat with Mr. Younger himself. As the +oarsmen bent to their task and the boat left the dock farther and +farther behind, John waved his hand to the group on the shore. Beside +his own household Mr. Craik's family were gathered there to see him off, +also every man, woman, and child in the village. He knew them all. Every +one was sorry to see him go, and all wished the lad they loved +God-speed. + +John had not fancied his eyes would blur this way when the final parting +should come. He had never been away from home before in all his twelve +years of life. It is no wonder that for a short time he had an impulse +to ask Mr. Younger to turn about and leave him behind. + +But fortunately for the country in which American children live, this +Scotch lad steeled himself into seeing his bargain through, be it for +better or for worse. So he maintained a steadfast silence, gazed +straight ahead at the scurrying sailors aboard the big ship, which was +now quite close, and, quickly absorbed in their movements, soon +recovered his enthusiasm for the project upon which he had entered. +Landlubber though they might call him, he determined to show these tars +that he was no stranger to the ways, whims and tricks of water even if +he were unused to handling a big vessel. + +Two hours later the high cliffs marking the site of Arbigland were all +that young John could see of the little fishing-village. They were well +out in the Solway, plowing their way toward Whitehaven, on the adjoining +English coast. The sea was still quite rough--rough enough to have made +any lad unused to the rolling motion of a boat prodigiously seasick. Not +so Johnnie Paul. To the disappointment of a number of the old salts who +expected to have sport with him in this way, John went about his new +duties as serenely as if he had been on land. Therefore they found no +opportunity to offer him the remedy they were wont to hand out to the +usual run of shipmaster's apprentices-- + + "Just a wee drap o' saut water, + And if a piece o' fat pork, after, + Tied in a string ye tak' an' swallow, + Ye'll find that muckle change will follow." + +Nor did he have to listen to the suggestion, always gravely given, that +the sufferer should make his will, which did not seem amiss, so awful +are the pangs of that first hour when the novice is afraid he _will_ +die--and the second, when he is afraid he will _not_! + +All in all, the Scotch lad stood that first short voyage to Whitehaven +in fine shape. So bravely had he faced the jibes and rough play of the +sailors coming across the Solway, so well had he performed his duties, +that Mr. Younger's interest in him expanded. When they reached port he +had the boy take quarters with him at his own splendid home, where Mrs. +Younger treated him with as much consideration as if he were her own +son. Here John stayed for almost two weeks, while the new vessel on +which he was to sail was taking on her finishing touches and being fully +provisioned. In the meantime he was not idle, running errands for his +host and hostess, working in their garden, and making himself generally +useful. + +Spare moments he put in thumbing his way through various volumes in the +splendid library of Mr. Younger. Indeed, so assiduously did he apply +himself to reading several books on naval history that, the day he left, +the ship-owner presented him with two such works, much to John's +gratification. With his own meager savings he purchased an oilcloth +wrapper for these treasures and stored them carefully away aboard the +_Friendship_, the new vessel. + +Mr. Younger's line of ships were engaged largely in the American trade; +so when John learned that the _Friendship_ was going to make her maiden +voyage to Virginia, the very State in which his brother Willie was +located, his joy knew no bounds. Just before he stepped aboard for the +last time he mailed a letter to his mother, telling her of the happy +tidings, and as the big ship worked out into the Irish Sea, with her bow +pointed for the New Country across the Atlantic, he looked forward to +the trip with a rare eagerness. + +His ship was commanded by Captain Benson. This skipper was a stern +disciplinarian, none too well liked by the crew. Yet he was kind to the +young apprentice, who found him just in every particular, and admired +his high-spirited nature, so much like his own. + +The lad learned fast. With the sailors he was always a favorite. Before +the vessel reached American waters he could climb a mast or yardarm with +the most nimble of them, and was as fearless as the captain himself when +the waves were running high. + +At last the green shores of America were sighted one morning by the +lookout at the masthead. Near sunset the _Friendship_ dropped anchor in +the quiet waters of the Rappahannock River, not far from the plantation +where Willie Paul lived with William Jones, the cousin who had adopted +him years ago. + +Johnnie's heart beat like a trip-hammer as he made his way, after some +inquiries, up the winding drive which led toward a big white house. All +around stretched acres of fertile fields, now heavy with ripening grain +and tobacco. At the rear of the great house were numbers of smaller +buildings, about some of which he could see negro children playing. +Surely _all_ of this could not belong to the Jones estate! Why it was +bigger than the wonderful premises of the Craiks!--even bigger than all +of the fishing-village of Arbigland itself! The Scotch boy faltered. He +stopped. He must have made a mistake. Once more he swept his eyes around +at the huge fields, from one quarter of which came faintly rolling +toward him the sounds of a rollicking negro chorus. + +Just then a tall figure--that of a young man--appeared on the portico of +the great house. This person gazed intently toward the lad, then +proceeded in his direction. + +As the young man came closer, John saw that he was a splendid-looking +fellow. While slender he had a broad chest and square shoulders, and a +heavy mass of wavy auburn hair crowned his bare head, behind which it +was gathered in the manner of the period. Finer breeches, waistcoat, +stockings, gaiters, and shoes, the boy had never seen. + +The young man's blue eyes looked down into John's pleasantly and +inquiringly. "Well, my lad," said he in perfect English, "can I serve +you in any manner?" + +"Sir," replied John awkwardly, "I fear I ha' been trespassing a wee bit. +I ha' just come this day in a gude vessel, the _Friendship_, all the way +from Whitehaven, England, and I am bent on seeing my brither who has +lived some'r' in these parts this many a year." + +"Your speech shows you to be Scotch. What is this brother's name?" asked +the planter quickly. + +"Willie Paul it was, but now it be Willie Jones because----" + +"Willie Jones! And you are...?" + +"Johnnie Paul, sir." + +"Johnnie," said the young man, seizing him by the shoulders and squaring +him around, as he peered earnestly down at the boy, "look fairly into my +face. Tell me--is there anything you see there which reminds you of +anybody you know?" + +"On'y two things, sir. Ye ha'--asking pardon--the big ears o' my faither +an' the twinklin' blue eyes o' my mither." + +The young man smiled. Those blue eyes twinkled more than ever. "Johnnie +Paul," cried he, "you are very observing; but apparently not enough so +to recognize me as your brother!" + +The next moment his big arms had swept around the little sailor, and +Johnnie had never known such a happy moment. He was overjoyed to meet +finally this brother he had never seen before. Together the happy pair +went up the path and into the great house where the lad from far-away +shores was made the welcome guest of the plantation owner and +foster-father of Willie, William Jones himself. + +Just two weeks the _Friendship_ lay in the river discharging her +consignment of farm implements, so much needed by the new settlers, for +a cargo of tobacco and cotton to be taken back to England. Young John's +services were not required aboard ship during this time, and it gave him +a fine chance to visit with his brother and gain some knowledge of +plantation life. He found that William Paul Jones had married since the +family in Scotland had heard from him last, and that he was now overseer +of his foster-father's estate, with a splendid future apparently +awaiting him. + +The premises boasted of some of the finest horses in the country. It was +John's delight to mount one of these mettlesome animals and with his +brother or Mr. Jones go cantering down the shady Virginia roads in the +neighborhood, or, at slower pace, cover the grounds of the big +plantation. Of an evening they would call on neighbors, else neighbors +would partake of the hospitality of the Jones's. The boy took an +immediate liking to the generous, outspoken class of people he met. The +American boys especially pleased him. In their active, fearless play, +and love for adventure, they seemed a part of his own bold and hardy +Scotch spirit. Many a wrestling bout did he indulge in with the best of +them, and while he was sometimes thrown he had the satisfaction of +knowing that it never was by a chap younger than himself. + +Mr. Jones took a strong fancy to the little Scotchman. Since Willie had +been adopted he had come to regard the elder brother with the strongest +of paternal affection, but now that he had grown up and married, the +foster-father found himself yearning once more for young companionship. +Just before Johnnie left, this kind-hearted planter offered to adopt him +also. But the lad's real love was for the sea. Much as he liked this +interesting, free life in Virginia, he did not feel that he could give +up his precious ships for it. + +So off he sailed for Whitehaven. + + + + +III + +THE YOUNG SAILOR + + +Life before the mast in 1759 was a hard routine, not calculated to make +a "sissy" or a mollycoddle out of any boy. Colleges and training-schools +for turning out ship's officers there were none; every single man who +attained such executive positions did so at the long and laborious +expense of time and actual service in positions lower down the ladder. + +Johnnie Paul knew all the hard work that lay before him, before he had +been aboard the _Friendship_ a fortnight, for there were many old +veterans of the crew--failures themselves in the way of promotion--who +were only too glad to try to discourage the lad because they felt +irritated at their own lack of progress. One of the most persistent of +these was a black-browed, bewhiskered fellow named Tom Whiddon. Whiddon +was a jealous-minded sailor, given to sulky spells, and he seemed to +take pleasure in telling John at every opportunity that the life of a +sailor was a dog's life at the best, and that only men of money having a +"pull" with the owners could ever hope to get an officer's berth. + +The Scotch lad listened to Tom Whiddon's growling complaints with +growing impatience, although politely enough at first. As the seaman +continued to harass him he asked him to desist, but this only caused a +coarse laugh from Whiddon and some of his associates who were +disgruntled at Captain Benson's apparent liking for the young +apprentice. + +Finally came a day when the good ship lay becalmed. At such times a crew +usually has difficulty to while away the hours. Between the times when +they are "whistling for a wind" there is little to do except to talk, +tell yarns, do stunts, and play practical jokes on one another. + +John had already found out to his sorrow, by reason of several other +becalmings on the trip from Whitehaven to America, that when there is a +boy aboard, that boy is likely to be the chief butt of such practical +jokes. As then it was so now. But as then he also now good-naturedly +laughed with them at the pranks they played at his expense. It was only +when Tom Whiddon, with a malicious grin on his face, publicly called him +the "cap'n's baby" that Johnnie's quick Scotch temper got the best of +him. + +Like a flash he stood before the black-browed Whiddon, a belaying-pin in +one hand, his hazel eyes snapping fire, his cheeks burning at the +injustice of the remark. + +"Say that again, Tom Whiddon, an' I'll knock ye flat on this deck!" +cried Johnnie. + +There was a tenseness in his tones, an earnestness in his demeanor that +should have warned Whiddon. But the big bully saw only his own gigantic +proportions as compared with the small bundle of quivering flesh +confronting him. Stung by the lad's threat and the amused looks his +comrades cast in his direction, Whiddon blurted out: + +"Hi say it ag'in--'cap'n's baby'! an' hif you don't----" + +The sailor was about to say, "Hif you don't drop that belayin'-pin Hi'll +trounce you good an' proper, ye little snapper," when the boy's arm +whipped forward, the belaying-pin landed on Whiddon's thick skull and +he measured his length on the deck. + +The crew had not looked for such summary action on the part of the +master's-boy no more than had the burly Whiddon himself. It had seemed +ridiculous to think such a small boy would go to such extremes in +upholding his honor and dignity. Now, as they gazed down aghast at their +fallen comrade, who moved not a muscle, they were almost as stunned as +he. + +When they awoke, one or two of them sprang forward and seized the boy, +but a half-dozen others, including the first and second mates, pulled +them away. + +"Leave the lad alone!" they demanded. "Whiddon got no more than he +deserved." + +This seemed to be the consensus of opinion. The fellow was deservedly +unpopular. Not a hand was lifted for his relief until young John Paul +himself got some water, sprinkled it in his face, and brought him to. +This tenderness of heart was characteristic of the lad in later years. +It is said that when he became skipper of his own vessel, on more than +one occasion his hot temper caused him to cuff or kick one of his +officers for a breach of discipline, while his sympathetic nature +immediately afterward prompted him to invite the culprit to mess with +him in his cabin. + +Merchant ships then plying for trade were not fitted out with the +refinements of a modern hotel, as might be said of many of them +nowadays; after a few days out even the captain's table could not boast +fresh provisions, and long voyages almost inevitably ended with scurvy +among the crew, due to lack of green vegetables and an overdose of +brine. Though the _menu_ lacked variety, the same could not be said of +the names of the dishes which were not only picturesque but in some +cases actually descriptive. For instance, there was "Salt Junk and +Pork," "Lobscouse," "Plum-duff," "Dog's Body," "Sea Pies," "Rice Tail," +"Hurryhush," "Pea Coffee," and "Bellywash." + +With our steam and wireless to-day it is hard to realize the complete +isolation which was formerly the seaman's lot. Empires might rise and +fall, and Jack be none the wiser until he touched at port, or spoke some +swifter craft within hail of the skipper's brazen-throated +speaking-trumpet. Often becalmed for days at a time, in the manner +previously referred to, with nothing to break the sameness of glassy +water and nebulous horizon, the most trifling incident furnished food +for conversation and attention. + +Even when the ship was under headway, the incessant moaning and +whistling of wind through the rigging, the dull flapping of canvas at +every shift of the breeze, itself bore a sense of monotony which made +the crew long for the sight of a friendly sail or a bit of land. Once in +port, the captain, relieved of responsibility, had his own affairs to +occupy him ashore, as did most of his officers. His crew, divided +between land and craft alternately, were entertained aboard by scores of +natives with baskets of gewgaws to sell, and very often guzzled rum +ashore until they could scarcely zig-zag their way back to the yawl. + +Despite its temptations, life at sea had a broadening influence for the +average young man of the time. He returned very much more the man of the +world, with harder muscles, and was far better able to take care of +himself than his stay-at-home brother. On his voyages he gathered a +store of extensive and varied information relating to the races and the +geography of the world, that he could never get out of books. True, his +associations and experiences made him a rough, blunt-spoken fellow as a +rule; but on the whole they made his heart more sympathetic for those in +trouble, more understanding of the big things in life. + +Johnnie Paul was now an attractive lad, high-spirited, quick to anger at +injustice, open and honorable,--traits he seemed to have taken from the +Highland blood of his mother. To his father, the Lowlander, he probably +owed his restraining sense of strategy and caution. But for the latter +inheritance of character it is likely his bold spirit would often have +gotten him into trouble, and he could never have won the fights which he +did later on. While John's rough life, in association with common seamen +from the time that he was twelve years old, and his lack of previous +education, made difficult his becoming what he ardently wished to be--a +cultivated gentleman--he applied himself diligently to that end. During +the long years on the deep which followed, by hard study the boy +educated himself to a considerable degree, not only in seamanship and +navigation, but also in naval history and in the French and Spanish +languages. On a voyage his habit was to seek out a quiet spot, with his +books, at every lull in his tasks. On shore, instead of carousing with +his associates, he was given to hunting out the most distinguished or +best-informed person he could find; by chatting with him, he added to +his rapidly increasing fund of knowledge. His handwriting was always the +painful scrawl of a schoolboy, probably because being far more adept +with his tongue than with his spelling, he preferred to dictate most of +his letters, that their recipients should not suspect his limited +schooling, a matter about which he was always very sensitive. + +For four years following his maiden voyage, John Paul was a member of +the crew of the _Friendship_. His voyages were mainly to and from the +West Indies. During this time he managed to call twice upon his brother +Willie in Virginia, and each time the people there grew to like him +better, and he to appreciate the attractions of the New Country. He also +had been to see his folks at Arbigland once or twice, on occasions when +his ship was laying-over at Whitehaven, and these were happy occasions +for all concerned, as we may suppose. + +John's rise in the merchant service was rapid. When he was sixteen, a +sturdy youth with the nimbleness of a cat and almost the strength of a +man, Mr. Younger retired from business, and as a reward to the +capability and faithfulness of his charge, the ship-owner returned him +the indentures which made him his own master. In addition to this he +presented him to the captain of the _King George_ of Whitehaven, a +slaver, with recommendation that the lad be given an appointment as +first-mate. + +It must be remembered that at this time the slave-trade was not regarded +as anything dishonorable. Numerous vessels were attracted to it as a +money-making venture, and openly plied back and forth between the home +of the black man and the island of Jamaica. Few sailors, few officers, +few of the people at large, thought it wrong to steal lusty young +negroes and negresses away from their parents and kinsmen and offer them +for sale to the Jamaican slave-dealers and plantation owners. + +So young John Paul first engaged in the trade without any compunctions +of conscience. But it was not for long. At the end of two years he had +seen so many broken hearts among the blacks as a result of the forced +partings, had been an observer of so much unnecessary suffering because +of the cruelty of the rough fellows who handled the human freight, that +his heart sickened. In fact, so disgusted was he that he even sold out +the sixth interest which he had obtained in the ship, quitted it, and +boarded the _John O'Gaunt_, at Kingston, Jamaica, bound as a passenger +for Whitehaven. + +On the trip home the captain, mate, and all but five of the crew of the +_John O'Gaunt_ died of yellow fever. Not a man was left, except John +Paul, who knew enough about navigation to bring the afflicted ship into +port. So the lad took charge. With neatness and dispatch he guided the +brig across the dangerous waters of the Atlantic and into her haven. Her +pleased owners rewarded him with a share of her cargo, and gratified him +even more by making him captain and supercargo of a new ship--the +_John_--which was engaged in the West Indian merchant trade. + +Life on a merchantman is rough enough to-day; it was far rougher at that +time. To maintain discipline at sea required a strong hand and a tongue +none too gentle. Kind-hearted enough by nature, John had learned his +lessons by this time; he knew that indecision and softness had no place +in an efficient skipper's makeup before his men, and while good enough +to his crew at all times he insisted that they obey his commands with +respect and promptness. + +During the third voyage of the _John_, when fever had greatly reduced +the crew and every man on board was more or less fretful and irritable, +Mungo Maxwell, a mulatto carpenter, became mutinous to such an extent +that the young commander deemed it advisable to have him flogged, not +only as fitting punishment, but as a salutary example for the +observation of the remainder of the crew. The chastisement duly took +place. It was not unusually severe, but it happened that, unknown to the +youth, the man was just coming down himself with the scourge. He took to +his bed, the fever gripped him, and he never arose again. + +A few envious enemies of John immediately circulated reports that the +mulatto had been struck down and murdered by the young captain. He was +arrested by the governor of Tobago, in the vicinity of which the vessel +happened to be at the time, and taken before the tribunal of that place. +Since the body of the stricken carpenter had been immediately consigned +to the deep, following the custom in such deaths, it could not be +produced to substantiate John's claims of innocence, but witnesses in +his favor were plentiful enough to aid in his acquittal. + +This incident, in spite of its outcome, worried the lad a great deal. +His pride was hurt. In a letter to his mother and sisters, he referred +frequently to it with remorse, and in those parts where he told of +people still throwing it up to him in a condemning manner, his language +was even bitter. Can we blame him? + +A year later, in 1870, when he was twenty, John learned that William +Jones, foster-father of his brother, had died, bequeathing to Willie his +entire property of three thousand acres, the buildings, animals, slaves, +and a sloop. A clause of the will particularly personal was to the +effect that, should the adopted son die without children, the estate, +excepting an adequate provision for Willie's wife, was to go to his +youngest brother, our John Paul. + +The next two years the young captain continued to guide the _Two +Friends_, of Kingston, Jamaica, of which he had taken command some four +years earlier. Numerous voyages were made to the Indian Ocean, and +cargoes of woolen and thread goods brought back. Twice trips were made +to Baltic ports. + +Finally, in 1771, John obtained command of the _Betsy_, of London, a +ship trading with the West Indies. This venture made it possible for the +young man to save a considerable amount of money, a goodly share of +which he fondly anticipated sending home to his mother and sisters. + +Just a year later, in 1772, business having called him in that vicinity, +he ran the _Betsy_ into the Rappahannock. He had not seen or heard from +Willie for over a year. This would be a splendid opportunity. How +surprised his brother would be! + +At the door he was met by a servant who knew him at first sight. The +negro's eyes danced with delight, his mouth spread into a broad grin, +showing two rows of glistening white teeth. But the next moment he grew +very sober. + +"Hush, Marse John," he said in the lowest of whispers. "Ah's suah sorry +t' tell yo', but Marse Willyum am berry, berry sick." + +Going in quickly, the young sailor was grief-stricken to find his +brother lying at the point of death. + + + + +IV + +THE YOUNG PLANTER + + +William Jones was, indeed, too ill to recognize his brother, and died in +that condition. John felt the blow keenly, the more so because he could +not have a last word with the kinsman he had seen so little of, and had +come to regard with such strong affection. + +In accordance with the provisions of the will, the bulk of the estate +was now due to go to Johnnie Paul, provided the latter would accept +Jones as a surname. Our young sailor, after some deliberation, decided +to make the change, settle down, and become a Virginia planter. But he +could not satisfy himself with dropping the name of Paul. This was a +family heirloom which he felt he must preserve, especially now since he +was the only male member of his immediate family possessing it, his good +father having gone some months before. Therefore, he forthwith discarded +his Christian name of John--whose commonplaceness he had never +liked--and became known as Paul Jones. Under this half-assumed +appellation he did the really big things of his career which brought him +fame. Under it he shouldered responsibilities of which any true-hearted, +loyal American citizen might well be proud, although he was only the son +of a poor Scotch gardener, a young man without education, without a +country he could really claim as his own. + +Paul Jones--as we shall now have to call him--found that he had +inherited "3000 acres of prime land, bordering for twelve furlongs on +the right bank of the Rappahannock, running back southward three miles, +1000 acres of which are cleared and under plough or grass, 2000 acres of +which are strong first-growth timber; a grist-mill with flour-cloth and +fans turned by water power; mansion, overseer's house, negro quarters, +stables, tobacco houses, threshing-floor, river-wharf, one sloop of +twenty tons, thirty negroes of all ages (eighteen adults), twenty horses +and colts, eighty neat cattle and calves, sundry sheep and swine; and +all necessary means of tilling the soil." + +With the property came also old Duncan Macbean. This canny, tough old +Scotsman Willie Jones had saved from the tomahawks of the Indians at the +time of Braddock's rout. He had brought him home, nursed him until well +of his wounds, and then made him overseer of the plantation. In this +capacity Duncan had amply proved his efficiency. He had become greatly +attached to the place, and in his will the master had requested that he +be continued as overseer as long as he was physically and mentally +capable. + +Paul Jones sent the _Betsy_ back to London under the command of his +first-mate, with word to her owners that, for the present at least, he +was relinquishing the attractions of the sea. He then settled down in +earnest to the new life that had opened up before him. + +As in everything he undertook, he waded into the duties confronting him +with an interest keen and thorough. He was not afraid to ask questions +of those whose experience warranted them knowing more than he about his +new task, no matter how humble or high their stations. In this way he +learned the tricks of the planter with surprising rapidity. It was not +long before he saw the advisability of rotating his tobacco crops with +sowings of maize, that the fertility of his fields might not be +exhausted, and a number of neighboring planters who had never thought of +such a thing before, followed suit. + +There was not a horse on the plantation, nor in the county which could +unseat him. So much was he liked by his slaves that they anticipated his +every wish, it seemed. In the early day, before the sun had become +intolerable, he rode over his broad acres at a leisurely pace, noting +the crops, the black workers, the pickaninnies at play,--everything. +Apparently nothing tending toward a betterment of the condition of his +help and the acres they tilled seemed to escape him. A gentle bit of +censure here, a pat on a woolly head there, a trinket in a child's +outstretched dusky hand, and he would turn his horse's head in another +direction. + +The surrounding forests contained game in profusion; and the low sandy +marshes around Urbana abounded in great flocks of snipe and other +water-fowl. With old Duncan Macbean the young master often shouldered +the fine Lancaster rifle left by his brother, stuck a brace of pistols +in his belt, and spent a day in the wilds. No better shot than the old +Scotsman could be found in the whole country. Although an old Indian +wound had left him lame, this in no wise interfered with his wonderful +skill with either pistol or rifle. He could shoot from either hand or +either shoulder, from almost any position, and put a ball through a wild +turkey's head at a hundred yards. + +Paul Jones could scarcely credit the evidence of his eyes when he first +saw old Duncan shoot, for he had never seen such accuracy before. An +intense desire came over him to master firearms with equal skill. He +imparted this wish to his overseer, and the consequence was that in the +course of the next two years the old veteran taught him to handle the +pistol and rifle with a deadliness which became the talk of the +countryside. + +However, the ability to shoot was really more a matter of necessity than +an accomplishment in those days. Scattering bands of the Rappahannock +Indians often stole down stream to the holdings of the Scotch-Irish +planters along the tidewater shores, and when opportunity offered, ran +off portions of their live stock, or even sent a wicked arrow through an +unwary white man. In her scrolled coach, creaking and swaying on its +great hinges and leather straps, milady never took her airings down the +rough sandy roads without a guarding retinue of armed slaves and whites. +Nor did men themselves venture forth in the fastnesses without their +fingers playing about hammer and trigger, ever ready to throw up the +former at the slightest suspicious sight or sound, ready to pull the +latter when they became convinced that such a procedure was warranted. + +Young Paul Jones enjoyed his new life to the utmost. The constant peril +from the redskins, the exciting brushes which he and old Duncan Macbean +had with some of them on different occasions, the thrilling hunts in the +forest, all went to satisfy his active, adventure-loving nature. On the +other hand, he had plenty of spare time in which to gratify his +ambitions for study, for becoming a man of power in his own section as +well as in the affairs of the new nation. He continued to study from +books, perfected his knowledge of the French and Spanish languages, and +even traveled over the Colonies quite extensively. He entertained +lavishly at home. His gallantry and courtesy made him very popular. + +In his trips away from home he met many prominent statesmen of the time, +and renewed friendships with others whom he had previously met. Among +the latter was Joseph Hewes, with whom he was unusually intimate. Other +noted men of his acquaintance were Thomas Jefferson, Philip Livingston, +George Washington, Benjamin Franklin, the Lees, and Robert and +Gouverneur Morris. + +For some time the Colonists had been growing more and more restless +under the burdensome taxes and conditions imposed upon them by England, +the mother-country. The governors she appointed seemed to deal with the +people unjustly, even cruelly at times. Protests did no good. If one +official was removed a worse one was put in his place. So life in the +new land, instead of flourishing, became a burden. + +Bitterness began to creep into the voices of the Colonists when they +talked of Great Britain. The man who thought conditions all right was +frowned upon by the majority and called a "Tory." He was told either to +keep his silence, or go back across the seas. The majority--the +"Whigs"--did not want such men howling for the king on the virgin ground +which they had come hundreds of miles to settle and keep free from the +fetters of aristocratic rulers and their smothering taxes. + +In 1774, Paul Jones, then twenty-seven years of age, returning from +Edmonton, stopped over in Norfolk to visit some friends. Several British +ships lay at anchor in the harbor. The Colonists forgot their grievances +under the impulse of their natural hospitality. Wishing to show kindness +to the king's sailors rather than loyalty to his empire, the Americans +entertained the officers at an elaborate ball. + +As customary at such functions wine was furnished. Instead of partaking +of this sparingly, most of the young English officers drank freely, and +became very insolent and abusive. Stepping up to one of the most +talkative of them--Lieutenant Parker, by name--Paul Jones demanded: + +"Did I not overhear you say, sir, that in the case of a revolt in this +country England will easily suppress it?" + +"Thash jus' what I said," replied Lieutenant Parker thickly. "Mean it +too, m'lad. But I might add that if the courage of your men ish no +finer'n the virtue of your women, you'll be licked before the fight's +one day old." + +In an instant the fist of the young planter, as hard as an oak knot +beneath its laced cuff, swung out from his broad shoulder. The British +officer went down like a log. + +At once there was an aggressive movement on the part of his comrades; +but the Americans, now thoroughly aroused to the defense of their +ideals, flocked around Paul Jones in such numbers that the king's men +fell back, picked up their helpless companion, and hurried aboard their +ships. + +Expecting that, after the custom of the day, Lieutenant Parker might +challenge him to a duel, Paul Jones at once proceeded to make +arrangements with a friend, Mr. Granville Hurst, to represent him in the +event of any negotiations. + +"Propose pistols at ten paces," said the young planter. "Advise the +gentleman I will meet him at Craney Island, at such time as he may +desire." + +But this meeting never took place, for the very good reason that +Lieutenant Parker heard about Paul Jones's unerring use of a pistol; his +sloop departed at ebb tide for Charlestown, and, so far as he was +concerned personally, the incident seemed closed. + +The Colonists, however, did not forget it in a hurry. Like wildfire the +news of the encounter spread. Colonial newspapers all gave considerable +space to it. Suddenly Paul Jones found himself the most-talked-of man in +Virginia. He was the hero of men, women, and children. Unofficially he +had struck the first blow of the threatening conflict with England. + + + + +V + +THE BIRTH OF THE UNITED STATES NAVY + + +The following spring--that of 1775--Paul Jones decided to board his +sloop and make a little pleasure trip by sea to Boston. With his crew +and two favorite slaves, Cato and Scipio, he sailed down the river, +worked out into the Atlantic, and keeping close to the New Jersey +headlands, pointed north. + +When he reached New York he dropped anchor, intending to meet some of +his friends in that city. One of the very first of these he encountered +was William Livingston. This patriot's face showed plenty of excitement. +"Paul, have you heard the news?" he asked. + +"I have not been favored," replied Paul Jones. "I trust it is nothing +serious concerning your own family." + +"I fear it _is_ serious; but it concerns my family no more than it +concerns any other family in the Colonies," was William Livingston's +answer. "Paul, my friend, the British have beaten us at Lexington!" + +Paul Jones was gravely concerned. He plied his friend with many +questions. After a long discussion they parted. The young planter +immediately gave up his plans for visiting Boston; he wished to go home +and in the seclusion of the plantation calmly think over the matter and +decide what to do. + +Within twenty-four hours after his arrival he sent to Thomas Jefferson +the following letter: + + "It is, I think, to be taken for granted that there can be no more + temporizing. I am too recently from the mother country, and my + knowledge of the temper of the king, his ministers, and their + majority in the House of Commons, is too fresh to allow me to + believe that anything is, or possibly can be in store except either + war to the knife or total submission to complete slavery. + + "... I cannot conceive of submission to complete slavery; therefore + only war is in sight. The Congress, therefore, must soon meet + again, and when it meets it must face the necessity of taking those + measures which it did not take last fall in its first session, + namely, provision for armament by land and sea. + + "Such being clearly the position of affairs, I beg you to keep my + name in your memory when the Congress shall assemble again, and in + any provision that may be taken for a naval force, to call upon me + in any capacity which your knowledge of my seafaring experience and + your opinions of my qualifications may dictate." + +One morning, a short time after this, Paul Jones received word that two +French frigates had come to anchor in Hampton Roads. With the +hospitality of the true sailor and true Virginia planter he loaded his +sloop with the best green vegetables the plantation afforded, and +started down the Rappahannock to welcome the newcomers. + +The two frigates were in command of Captain De Kersaint, one of the +ablest officers in the French navy, who afterwards became an admiral. +The second in command was no less than the Duc De Chartres, eldest son +of the Duc D'Orléans, who had sent De Chartres to America on a "cruise +of instruction," to fit him for the hereditary post of Lord High Admiral +of France. He was Paul Jones's own age exactly, and with his charming +wife, the Duchesse De Chartres, he received the young planter with a +great cordiality. Their liking for Paul Jones increased as they chatted. +In fact, the Duke himself took such a violent fancy to their guest that +when the latter asked if he might be shown plans of the construction of +their splendid frigate. _La Terpischore_, with a view to offering +suggestions to the Colonists in building war craft, the French nobleman +readily assented. With royal prerogative he ordered his ship's carpenter +to make deck and sail drawings, hull details,--everything that could in +any way aid the young Scotchman in understanding the essential +constructive features of the vessel. + +It was of inestimable advantage to Paul Jones to have had the +opportunity of inspecting at such close range, much less get drawings +of, one of the best and most modern ships of the French navy. It is not +strange that the American frigate _Alliance_, built some time later, +followed closely the same general lines as _La Terpischore_; that she +mounted the same battery--twenty-eight long 12-pounders on the gun deck, +and ten long 9-pounders above. Was this merely a coincidence? Or, on the +other hand, did the young Scotchman have a hand in the matter? + +At a meeting of the Continental Congress on May 10, 1775, the Naval +Committee invited Paul Jones to lay before it such information and +advice as might seem to him useful in assisting the committee in +discharging its labors. Paul Jones felt strongly on the subject of +establishing a navy, and thought that the only way to start was to offer +prizes to the crews of privateersmen. In a letter to Joseph Hewes he +observed: + + "If our enemies, with the best established and most formidable navy + in the universe, have found it expedient to assign all prizes to + the captors, how much more is such policy essential to our infant + fleet? But I need no argument to convince you of the necessity of + making the emoluments of our navy equal, if not superior, to + theirs." + +In this appeal to Congress there was good common-sense. Paul Jones was +not actuated by a love of gain; he was in the struggle because he +thought it a righteous cause. Yet he knew that while he had the profits +of his plantation for the past two or three seasons--some 4000 +pounds--to fall back upon when his Government allowances should fail to +meet expenses, the average Colonist did not. The wives and children of +the latter must be fed and clothed while he was away fighting. Unless +he could be promised ample revenue from prizes, Paul Jones knew that +Jack would fight half-heartedly and in the dumps, even though he loved +his country in every fiber of his being. His pitifully inadequate +Government allowance of eight dollars a month was surely no attraction. + +On November 15, 1776, Congress improved this situation somewhat, but did +not meet Paul Jones's wishes in the matter, by resolving "that a bounty +of twenty dollars be paid to the commanders, officers, and men, of such +Continental ships or vessels of war as shall make a prize of any British +ships or vessels of war, for every cannon on board such a prize at the +time of such capture; and eight dollars per head for every man then on +board and belonging to such prize." + +In addition to this General Washington approved the following +distribution of the prize: "That the captain or commander should receive +six shares; the first-lieutenant, five, the second-lieutenant and the +surgeon, four; the master, three; steward, two; mate, gunner, +gunner's-mate, boatswain, and sergeant, one and one-half shares; the +private, one share." Nothing was said about the poor cook. Undoubtedly +he ranked with the ordinary seaman when the time of distribution came. + +To all intents and purposes an American, the truth remains that Paul +Jones was a Scotchman. His enthusiastic soul was wholly for the cause of +liberty in his new country, but the men who envied him and wanted the +offices for which his high capabilities fitted him so signally never let +him and others forget that he was an alien. This was, of course, quite +absurd; for what were they themselves? What had they been until a few +months ago? The fact is, Paul Jones had served under three masters, +until he was a far more competent officer than many of those in the +established navies of Europe, where influence and patronage often made +officers of men of long lineage and short experience. + +Thus in the _Journal of Congress_, dated December 22, 1775, the name of +Paul Jones heads the list of first-lieutenants, instead of the list of +captains as it should. His friend Joseph Hewes, who championed the +candidates from the southern colonies, had done his best to make the +young planter a captain, but had failed at the antagonism of John Adams, +who represented the candidates from the northern colonies, which +demanded full control of naval affairs. + +When affairs had at last been worked down to a point of action by sea, +the nucleus of the first navy of the new country consisted of the +_Alfred_, the _Columbus_, the _Andrew Doria_, the _Providence_, and the +_Cabot_. Five little ships to face the finely-appointed scores of +frigates and sloops-of-war in the service of the king! + + + + +VI + +RAISING THE FIRST AMERICAN FLAG + + +That winter of 1776 was a cold one. Snow had lain heavy in the streets +of Philadelphia since frigid blasts had brought the first downfall in +December. In January, the Delaware River, like every other stream in the +country, was locked in the grip of ice, ice a foot or more in thickness. +It was only by the constant plying up and down stream of a couple of +sturdy whaling-ships, equipped with steel-jacketed bows, that an open +channel could be maintained in the Delaware for the passage of ordinary +wooden-hulled craft. + +Along the waterfront of the city innumerable masts and spars made a +somber network against the dull blue of the winter sky. On board some of +the larger of the vessels, despite the cold, men were at work repairing +and overhauling. Well down the glittering sea of ice a group of five +ships swung at anchor in the channel. Their decks, too, were a scene of +action. + +All of this was taken in with a few swift glances by a quick-stepping, +stalwart young man who came down to the wharf and paused to look about +him. He was a comely-looking fellow, with broad shoulders, and a face as +bronzed as a South Sea Islander's. + +It was the young Scotchman and planter, Paul Jones. But his immaculate +linen had been discarded. In its place he appeared in the trim uniform +of a Continental marine lieutenant--blue coat with red-bound +button-holes, round-cuffed blue breeches, and black gaiters. + +As he looked about for a boat to take him out to the five ships riding +at anchor, Paul Jones's eye fell on a tall, lithe young man who was just +in the act of tying the painter of a whaler's yawl to one of the wharf +timbers. + +Paul Jones stepped briskly up to him. "Pardon me, my fine fellow," he +said, "but a guinea is yours if you will row me out to the larger of yon +vessels, the _Alfred_, where I am in urgent service." + +The young man wheeled around, displaying features unmistakably those of +an Indian, but of an unusually intelligent composition. His coal-black +eyes swept over his questioner. "I, Wannashego, will take the white +sea-soldier," he replied in excellent English. + +Without further ado, Paul Jones sprang nimbly down into the boat. Its +owner cast loose and followed. + +As his companion pulled lustily away in the direction of the American +ships, Paul Jones sat studying the rower. When and where had this +redskin of the American forest picked up such splendid address? What +marvelous trick of fate had possessed him of such skill with the white +man's oars? + +"You are an Indian, are you not?" inquired the lieutenant presently. + +"An Indian of Narragansett tribe," was the proud reply. + +"Where did you learn to handle a boat in this manner?" + +"On whaling cruises, sir." + +"You belong to one of these whaling-ships at the wharves, then?" + +"Yes, sir; to _Walrus_. She lies upstream a bit, sir. Three years I have +been with her." + +"How is it you came to leave your people, Wannashego?" asked Paul Jones +curiously. + +"My father, Tassa-menna-tayka, a chief who loves the white people, he +sent me from near Martha's Vineyard to learn your ways and be like you," +declared the young Indian. There was a short pause; he turned his head +for a moment to take his bearings, and then continued: "Sir, I ask if +yonder ships are to fight the great country across the sea?" + +"They are, Wannashego." + +"You goin' to fight on 'em?" + +"I expect to." + +"I like to fight on 'em, too," was the sententious rejoinder of the +young redskin. + +"Do you mean that?" asked Paul Jones sharply. "If you do, Wannashego, I +think I can get Captain Saltonstall, of my ship, the _Alfred_, to ship +you, as we are short-handed." + +"Mean it a heap," said the Indian. "I shoot good. Make two bangs--get +two Red-coats." + +Paul Jones laughed. "I hope so. Well, Wannashego, I'll see what I can do +for you." + +Shortly the boat's nose touched the accommodation-ladder over the +_Alfred's_ side. The young lieutenant held out the promised guinea to +Wannashego, but the Indian straightened up proudly. "I don't want +money," said he. "I like America country heap much. You fight for him, +so I help you beat our enemies, the Red-coats." + +It was a crude expression of sentiment, but Paul Jones interpreted it +correctly, and was deeply affected by it. "Wannashego," he cried, +"return to your captain. If he will release you, and you still want to +fight the Red-coat soldiers of the sea, come to me on this ship +to-morrow and I will stir heaven and earth to make you a member of our +crew." + +Captain Saltonstall was to command the ship, but he had not yet arrived. +So, for the present at least, upon Paul Jones rested the duty of +preparing her for sea. Under his leadership, arrangements went on +speedily and smoothly. The _Alfred_ bid fair to be in readiness before +some of her sister ships, it seemed. + +Next morning, before the sun was an hour high, a yawl containing two men +was seen approaching. At first the lieutenant thought it might be +Captain Saltonstall himself, but his glass soon showed him his mistake. +It was the young Narragansett Indian, Wannashego, who evidently had +secured one of the sailors of his old ship to row him out to the +_Alfred_. + +Paul Jones made him welcome, telling him that he was quite sure the +captain would make no objection when he should appear. Thus Wannashego, +the first and one of the very few full-blooded Indians to fight in the +first navy of this country, became a tentative member of the _Alfred's_ +crew. He took hold of his duties happily and energetically, outdoing +many of his white companions. + +As for the temporary commander, from the time the foot of Paul Jones +touched the deck of the vessel his active spirit pervaded everything, +and the officers under him, as well as the men, felt the force of his +executive power. Besides working all day, he and the other officers +stood watch and watch on deck throughout the wintry nights, to prevent +desertions; and although every other vessel in the squadron lost men in +this manner, not a single deserter got away from the _Alfred_. + +"An' I'll bet a herrin' ag'in a p'tater, mates," remarked Bill Putters, +quartermaster, in the confidence of the forecastle, "that this Leftenant +Jones is a real seaman wot could handle this yere ol' gal better'n +Cap'n Saltonstall. I kin tell it by the cut o' his jib, the way he +squares away to tackle any job he undertakes." + +"Bet so, too, Bill," supported the bos'n, Tom Wilkerson; "an' I'll go +you a cooky he's a fighter. He speaks to most of us so soft you might +think his voice was a tune from a fiddle; but, by Johnny! when Pete +Walker didn't do what he told him to, yes'dy, he thundered at him in a +way that made poor Pete's head rattle with the jar, an' Pete perty nigh +dislocated his spinal collum jumpin' to do what he wanted him to. _I'd_ +like to see the leftenant in full charge. If we ever met up with any o' +them pets of the king you bet there would be some fur flyin'--an' it +wouldn't be ours as much as theirs, neether!" + +One day, in the midst of the bustle of fitting out the ship, Commodore +Hopkins, who was to command the little squadron, came on board the +_Alfred_. He was formally received at the gangway by Paul Jones and +shown over the ship by him. + +The commodore was a big, heavy-set man who had spent the best part of +his life at sea. He examined the vessel carefully, but made no +favorable comments, and the young lieutenant began to fear his work had +displeased the senior officer. + +But it turned out otherwise. A little later, standing on the +quarter-deck, surrounded by the officers, Commodore Hopkins turned to +Paul Jones and said: + +"Your work pleases me extremely, and my confidence in you, sir, is such +that if Captain Saltonstall should not appear by the time these ships +are due to sail, I shall hoist my flag on this ship and give you command +of her." + +A flush of gratification arose in Paul Jones's dark face. He bowed with +the graceful courtesy that always distinguished him. "Thank you, +commodore," said he, "and may I be pardoned for expressing the hope that +Captain Saltonstall may not arrive in time! And when your flag is +hoisted on the _Alfred_, I trust there will be ready a flag of the +United Colonies to fly at the peak-halyards. I aspire to be the first +man to raise that flag upon the ocean!" + +Commodore Hopkins smiled. "If the Congress is as slow as I expect it +will be, some time will elapse before it will have adopted a flag; and +there will not be time to have one made, much less, before we sail." + +In this he was mistaken. The Congress had practically decided upon the +flag, and quite certain of its selection, Paul Jones from his own pocket +had already purchased the materials to make it. Bill Putters was an old +sail-maker, therefore handy with a needle, which it was his boast he +"could steer like a reg'lar tailor-man." To him the young lieutenant +entrusted the making of the first official flag of America they had +seen--a task which swelled old Bill up with a wonderful pride, as well +it might. + +One stormy February day, when the channel had been freed from ice enough +for the little squadron to get out, the _Alfred_ was ready to lend her +spotless decks to the formality of the flag-raising. Captain Saltonstall +had arrived some days before. This disappointed Paul Jones. But he was +as ready to do his duty as first-lieutenant, as in the hoped-for higher +office. + +The commodore's boat was seen approaching on the chill waters of the +river. The horizon was overcast. Dun clouds, driven by a strong wind, +scurried across the troubled sky. The boatswain's call, "All hands to +muster!" sounded through the ship. In a wonderfully short time, owing to +the careful drilling of Paul Jones, the three hundred sailors and one +hundred marines were drawn up on deck. The sailors, a fine-looking body +of American seamen, were formed in ranks on the port side of the +quarter-deck, while abaft of them stood the marine guard under arms. On +the starboard side were the petty officers, and on the quarter-deck +proper were the commissioned officers in full uniform, swords at their +sides. Paul Jones headed this line. + +When it was reported, "All hands up and aft!" Captain Saltonstall +emerged out of the cabin. At this Paul Jones, having previously arranged +it, called out, "Quartermaster!" and Bill Putters, perfectly groomed, +stepped from the ranks of the petty officers and saluted. + +In his hand, carefully rolled up, Bill carried a small bundle. Unrolling +this he followed Paul Jones briskly aft to the flagstaff. He affixed the +flag to the halyards, along with the broad pennant of a commodore just +below, saw that the lines were free, and then stood at attention. + +Meantime the commodore's boat had reached the ladder, and he came over +the side. Just as his foot touched the quarter-deck the flag with the +pennant, under Paul Jones's energetic hands, was hauled swiftly upward. +At the top the breeze caught it in all its fullness, flung it free to +the air, and the sun at that moment burst through the clouds which had +enveloped it, and bathed the emblem in all its fresh glory. + +Every officer from the commodore down instantly removed his cap in +patriotic reverence. The drummer boys beat a double-ruffle. A tremendous +cheer burst from the sailors and marines. + +This was not the present well-known Stars-and-Stripes, which was evolved +later, but the Pine-tree and Rattlesnake Flag with the motto, "Don't +Tread On Me!" As an emblem it was not at all artistic; but the men who +now saw it flung to the breeze for the first time thought only of the +sentiment it expressed, a sentiment still paramount in the heart of +every true-blooded American. And among those who so loudly cheered it +no man was more enthusiastic than the young Narragansett Indian, +Wannashego. + +Commodore Hopkins advanced toward Lieutenant Paul Jones and said: "I +congratulate you, sir, upon your enterprise. This flag was only adopted +in Congress yesterday. You are the very first to fly it." + +Within an hour the _Columbus_, the _Andrew Doria_, the _Cabot_, and the +_Providence_, led by the _Alfred_, were making out toward the open sea +under full spread of canvas, ready to meet whatsoever of the mighty foe +that might appear. + + + + +VII + +AN INGLORIOUS CRUISE + + +The first enterprise determined upon was an expedition to the island of +New Providence, in the West Indies. As it had been learned that Fort +Nassau was well supplied with powder and shot--munitions of war sadly +wanting in the Colonies--it was thought a sudden descent might be +profitable. + +The moment the English sighted the little squadron, a warning gun was +fired from the fort, and all haste made to remove and conceal as much of +the powder as possible. Delayed in getting into the harbor by a sandbar +at its mouth, further delayed by poor judgment on the part of Commodore +Hopkins, it was some time before the smaller vessels could work their +way in far enough to effect a landing of their marines. + +Then it was only to find a small amount of arms and stores awaiting +them. Chagrined at his ill success, the commodore carried off the +governor of the island as a hostage. + +Now all sail was set, and the American squadron made its way cautiously +along the New England coast. Although every part of these waters was +swarming with British vessels, it was determined to try to gain an +entrance into Long Island Sound by way of Narragansett Bay. + +Paul Jones went about his arduous duties as first-lieutenant of the +_Alfred_ with his customary energy and determination. But at heart he +cherished a secret dissatisfaction. Coupled with his disappointment at +his own low official station was a growing impression that the senior +officer of the squadron, Commodore Hopkins himself, was incompetent. In +a number of instances during the Providence Island operation, the keen +eyes of the first-lieutenant had caught him in blunders. Although the +commodore might prove brave enough in an encounter, Paul Jones was sure +that he was not above the average in either enterprise or intelligence. +At the outset of the expedition the young officer was wild to meet the +enemy, regardless of numbers. Now, with a grave doubt gripping his +heart, he feared that they might meet Commodore Wallace's British fleet +off Newport. + +But the day passed without adventure. Numerous white sails were seen in +the distance, none of which drew any nearer. Commodore Hopkins, being +well weighted down with the cannon and supplies captured at New +Providence, made no effort to investigate these far-off ships. "It is +well to let sleeping dogs lie," he said when Captain Saltonstall +proposed going after them. + +Paul Jones's intrepid heart was sickened at such display of +indifference. With his capacity for meeting extraordinary dangers with +extraordinary resources of mind and courage, he could only despise the +risks that other men shunned. + +The young Narragansett Indian, who had been appointed boatswain's mate +by Captain Saltonstall, was also clearly disgruntled at the commodore's +weak attitude. But beyond muttering impatiently under his breath when he +heard Commodore Hopkins's remarks about "sleeping dogs," and nudging +Paul Jones, with flashing black eyes, Wannashego was discreet enough to +say nothing. Intuitively the brave redskin knew that his Scotch friend +felt as he did. + +Toward night they entered the blue waters of Narragansett Bay. A young +moon hung trembling in the heavens. The sky was cloudless, and the stars +shone brilliantly. Wannashego slipped noiselessly up to where Paul Jones +stood on the after-deck. The Indian youth pointed down to the gurgling +green swells as they swept aft along the _Alfred's_ hull. "These are the +waters of my people, the Narragansetts," he said softly. "They touch the +land of my old home and playgrounds." + +"Wannashego, do you wish to go back to your people?" asked Paul Jones +curiously. + +He shook his black-locked head. "No," he answered--"if I can fight +Red-coat sea soldiers soon. But if I have to run away when see 'em, like +this, I like to go back an' ketchum whale on whaler-ship ag'in." He +ended with an expressive grunt of disgust, and took himself off as +silently as he had appeared. + +Shortly after this--about midnight--the lookout on the _Alfred's_ +quarter made out Block Island. It seemed that his call had hardly died +away when a cry of "Sail ho!" was heard from the direction of the +_Cabot_. + +With his night-glass to his eye Commodore Hopkins saw, about a half-mile +away, the shadowy form of a ship. Captain Saltonstall also took a look +at her. Several conjectures were raised as to her identity, and then the +glass was handed to the first-lieutenant. + +"What do you think she is, Mr. Jones?" asked Commodore Hopkins. He had +more confidence in Paul Jones than he dared to confess, even to himself. + +"I should say she was a British frigate, sir," was the lieutenant's +prompt reply. "She is too small for a ship-of-the-line, and she does not +carry sail enough for a merchantman under this breeze. It would seem to +me that she is merely cruising about on the lookout for somebody." + +"That 'somebody' is probably ourselves," answered the commodore +uneasily, "if she's a British frigate as you think. She's likely out on +scout duty, and has a squadron of sister ships somewhere nearby." + +Signal lanterns were raised to the foremasthead, asking the _Cabot_, as +the ship nearest the stranger, to engage the attention of the latter. +But before the captain of the _Cabot_ could comply it was seen that the +distant ship had come about and was making straight for the two American +vessels. + +The decks of the _Alfred_ and _Cabot_ were immediately cleared for +action. No drums were beat, or other unnecessary noise made. The men +worked swiftly, went silently to their quarters; the batteries were +masked and lights placed behind, while ammunition was hurried up from +the magazine-room by the powder-monkeys, the youngest members of the +crew. + +The stranger bore down upon them. Presently came a hail from her deck: +"Who are you, and whither are you bound?" + +The _Cabot_ made answer: "This is the _Betsy_, from Plymouth. Who are +you?" + +Every ear was strained to catch the answer. It came ringing over the +clear water through the still night air: + +"His Majesty's ship _Glasgow_, of twenty-four guns!" + +As the _Alfred's_ battery consisted of the same number of long +9-pounders on the gun deck and six 6-pounders on the quarter-deck it +was apparent that, if the stranger had not lied, her strength in guns +must be at least a match for the Britisher. In addition to this, the +American flag-ship had the support of the little _Cabot_, with her own +fourteen guns and crew of two hundred. Commodore Hopkins felt a great +relief when he noted this. The American crews thought they would make +short work of the enemy. But not so Paul Jones. He had already seen too +much incompetence displayed on that cruise to feel anything but serious +misgivings. + +It was now two-thirty in the morning. The moon had gone down. Evidently +in the darkness that prevailed the _Glasgow_ was ignorant of the fact +that there were other American ships in the little squadron, else she +would have approached with greater caution. As it happened they did not +come up during the fray which ensued, and took practically no part at +all in it. + +The _Cabot_ had now got very close to the lee bow of the enemy, and +suddenly poured a broadside into her. Instantly the British ship seemed +to wake up to her danger. She wore around with all haste, and ran off to +clear for action. In twenty minutes she bore down again, this time with +a grimness of purpose that there was no mistaking. + +Paul Jones was in command of the gun deck. The _Alfred_ was so heavily +laden with war trophies that she was down in the water almost to her +portsills; but the sea was calm and her lowness in no wise prevented the +free use of both her batteries, which were used with the utmost +ferocity. + +The fighting was kept up until daybreak. The _Glasgow_ was hulled a +number of times, her mainmast was deeply scarred, her sails and rigging +well riddled with shot. But she had disabled the little _Cabot_ at the +second broadside from her big guns, and had then concentrated her +attention on the _Alfred_ with such good marksmanship that the +wheelblock of the American was carried away and she came helplessly up +into the wind in such a position that the enemy poured in several +disastrous broadsides before her head could be regained. In this +maneuver such poor seamanship was displayed on the part of Commodore +Hopkins and Captain Saltonstall that Paul Jones fairly boiled within +himself; but he could only hold his peace at the time. Later on, in +letters to his friends, he gave full vent to his disgust at the way the +American ships were handled; for only one commanding officer--Captain +Biddle, of the _Andrew Doria_, who gave futile but heroic chase to the +_Glasgow_--did he have particular praise. + +When, with the coming of morning, the British ship retired, she was +suffered to get away by Commodore Hopkins. He seemed to be glad that she +had not stayed to do them worse damage. The brave American seamen fumed +in the privacy of the fo'c'sl' on that voyage in. Old Bill Putters +cursed at every breath whenever he was out of an officer's sight. + +The Government held two courts-martial following the _Glasgow_ affair. +As a result Captain Hazard, of the _Providence_, was dishonorably +dismissed from service, and numerous other officers censured, among them +Commodore Hopkins. Undoubtedly the latter would have met with dismissal +except for powerful political influences brought to bear in his behalf. + + + + +VIII + +THE YOUNG CAPTAIN + + +Although there was a subtle estrangement between Commodore Hopkins and +Paul Jones, each respected the other's character. At the close of the +inglorious expedition which we have dealt with, the senior officer came +to the conclusion that it would be far less embarrassing to both +concerned were the first-lieutenant of the _Alfred_ placed on some ship +other than that occupied by the chief of the squadron himself. + +Therefore, with more adroitness than he had displayed in meeting the +enemy, Commodore Hopkins managed to induce Congress to offer the +energetic Scotchman a berth as commander of the _Providence_, in the +place of the dismissed Captain Hazard. He also permitted him to take +with him a few of his favorite men, among this number Wannashego, the +young Indian. The latter's joy knew no bounds at this turn of events. +His stoical Indian nature prevented any marked display of his +satisfaction, but his demeanor could not wholly hide it from the +attention of his Scotch friend. + +"Now," declared Wannashego, with shining eyes, "I sure we will see some +heap big fighting. If I stay on that other ship, _Alfred_, one day +longer I sure run away to the whaler-ship or my people. That _Alfred_ no +brave-ship; just squaw-ship--'fraid to fight!" + +Paul Jones smiled in sympathy. He too had felt like a different man +since the announcement of the change. Now that he had full and absolute +control of an American ship himself, he determined he should show his +countrymen and the enemy what he could really do. + +The _Providence_, his new ship, was a small sloop of fourteen guns and +about a hundred men. She was far from a pretentious vessel to look at, +but Paul Jones's sharp eyes detected in her certain lines which augured +for speed, and when he once got her out into the broad reaches of the +Atlantic he found that in this surmise of her sailing abilities he had +not been misled. For her size she was a remarkably good sailer. + +For a time the _Providence_ was kept employed in transporting men and +supplies along the shores at the eastern entrance of Long Island Sound, +and as this was done in the face of numerous British ships which hovered +around like so many hornets, the reputation of the new commanding +officer soon began to grow. + +On August 21 Paul Jones sailed on a six-weeks' cruise--a cruise which +historians have termed the first cruise of an American man-of-war. At +least it was the first to be noted by an enemy--the first that shed any +degree of glory on the flag of the new Republic, whose Declaration of +Independence had been signed less than seven weeks previously. + +It was a venture worthy of the Vikings and their rude boats, for the +seas swarmed with English frigates outranking the little vessel in +everything except the alertness of her commander and the courage of her +crew. From Bermuda to the Banks of Newfoundland he boldly sailed, +defying the fastest ships of the enemy to catch him, and striking terror +to British merchantmen and fishermen. + +During the first week of September the _Providence_ sighted a large ship +which she mistook for an Indiaman homeward bound. This stranger proved +to be the _Solebay_, British frigate of twenty guns. Too late the +_Providence_ discovered her error; there was no chance to withdraw in +dignity. + +The _Solebay_ immediately made for the American, who took to her heels, +relying upon her good sailing qualities to escape, as she had on many +another such occasion. But the Britisher proved she was no mean sailer +herself. In fact, she began to overhaul her foe. + +The day was warm and clear. A strong breeze was blowing from the +northeast. The little _Providence_ was legging it briskly over the +wind-tossed waters. But the _Solebay_ gained on her every hour. + +The chase had started about noon. By four o'clock the frigate was almost +within gunshot. The heart of everybody except the commander was in the +lower regions of his jacket. Paul Jones was serene enough; his +confidence seemed not one whit lessened. Presently he displayed the +reason for his attitude. + +"Look," said he to his chief officer, as he handed him a glass; "do you +not notice that his broadside guns are still unleashed? He thinks he +can take us by firing his bow-chaser. What foolishness! Nothing would be +easier than for us to bear away before the wind and run under his +broadside." + +Nearly every ounce of canvas on the _Providence_ had been flung to the +breeze. Still the _Solebay_ drew closer. + +"He should know who we are before we leave him," declared Paul Jones, +with a grim smile. He uttered a quick order. The next moment the +American colors fluttered out at the masthead. + +To their surprise the _Solebay_ acknowledged the courtesy by also +running up the American emblem. + +"He cannot deceive us by that," said Paul Jones. "His lines tell me as +plain as day he is British. But wait; I shall show him something in a +moment!" + +He called out to the man at the wheel: "Give her a good full, +Quartermaster!" + +"A good full, sir!" came back the instant acknowledgment. + +Paul Jones then ordered the studding-sails set. The next moment the helm +was put about, and before the astonished crew on the _Solebay_ knew +what was happening, the American sloop ran directly under his broadside, +and went off dead before the wind. + +The British frigate came about in haste and confusion. But by the time +she was under headway again, the American ship was far off, her +newly-trimmed studding-sails bellying to the breeze and gaining speed at +every leap and bound. Needless to say, the _Solebay_ was now out of the +running, a very crestfallen enemy. Such clever maneuvering her commander +had never witnessed before. + +Three weeks later the _Providence_ was saucily threading northern +waters. + +One day, off Cape Sable, Wannashego and several others of the sailors +asked permission to try to catch some of the splendid fish which +abounded in those cold waters. As they had been on salt provisions for a +long while, Paul Jones readily consented, and the ship was hoved to. The +men got out their lines, and soon began to haul in some fine specimens +of the finny tribe. + +While they fished, a sharp lookout was kept for danger from the British. +It was well this was done, apparently, for presently a sail was made +out to windward of them. At once the fishing stopped, the _Providence_ +set some of her light sails, and the anchor was hauled in. + +As the stranger approached, Paul Jones convinced himself that she was no +such sailer as the _Solebay_, and making sure a little later that she +was a British warship he determined to amuse himself with her. He +communicated his plans to his officers, and patiently waited for the +frigate, which turned out to be His Majesty's ship, the _Milford_. + +The young captain made no move until the British craft got almost within +range, whereupon he doubled on her quarter and sped away under +restrained speed on the new course. Mistaking the rate she was traveling +at to be her best, and cheered at the thought of over-taking her, the +English captain took up the chase with gusto. For seven or eight hours +the pursuit continued, all this time the _Providence_ cunningly keeping +just beyond gunshot of her enemy, yet seeming to exert herself to the +limit in maintaining her position. + +Finally getting discouraged at his want of success, the Britisher began +firing. Turning to his chief marine officer, Paul Jones said: "Direct +one of your men to load his musket, and as often as yonder enemy salutes +our flag with her great guns, do you have your man reply with his +musket!" + +A broad grin spread over the marine officer's face. He soon had his man +stationed on the quarter-deck, and the next time the frigate rounded to +and sent a futile broadside in the direction of the _Providence_, the +marine elevated his musket and banged away. Several times this +performance, a perfect burlesque in the quaintness of its humor, was +indulged in. And each time, as the comparatively mild report of the +musket followed the roar of the enemy's big guns, the American sailors +laughed uproariously and cheered. + +"We have had our fun now, my men," said Paul Jones. "This fellow has +swallowed our bait gloriously; the time has come for us to stop +_fishing_ and go about our business." + +He thereupon ordered more sail spread, and in a short time the +astonished _Milford_--which he would have attempted to capture had she +not clearly been a more powerful vessel--was left well behind. Although +he did not know it then, the Scotch captain was to meet this foe again +within the year. + +Before he returned, this bold tiger of the sea succeeded in capturing +sixteen British vessels. He also made an attack on Canso, Nova Scotia, +thereby releasing several American prisoners; burned three vessels +belonging to the Cape Breton fishery; and in a descent on the Isle of +Madame destroyed several large fishing-smacks. + +When at last Paul Jones reached his own shores again he left behind him +a terrorized enemy who since that cruise have ever called him a +buccaneer and pirate. Why England should regard this valiant +sea-fighter, who never needlessly shed a drop of blood, or took a +penny's-worth of spoils out of the larder of war, in this insulting +light, its countrymen have never satisfactorily explained. But we do +know that Lord Nelson himself was never a cleaner fighter; that the very +brilliancy and extreme daring of Paul Jones's exploits stunned his +enemy, and left them in a species of stupefaction. + +Welcomed home with unusual acclaim, Paul Jones found that during his +absence two things had happened which vitally concerned him. One thing +was the ravaging of his plantation by the British. His fine buildings +now lay in ashes, he was told. His splendid heifers had gone to satisfy +the appetites of the raiding soldiers under Lord Dunmore. His slaves, +who had become to him "a species of grownup children," had been carried +off to die under the pestilential lash of cruel overseers in Jamaican +canefields, while the price of their poor bodies swelled the pockets of +English slave-dealers. To his great pleasure, however, he learned that +his own overseer, canny old Duncan Macbean, had gotten away and joined +General Morgan's riflemen, presumably there to wreak vengeance on the +Red-coats with John Paul's own trusty rifle. + +This was indeed a hard blow to the young captain who, in commenting upon +it, wrote to Mr. Hewes: "It appears that I have no fortune left but my +sword, and no prospect except that of getting alongside the enemy." + +The second bit of news was the belated notification that, while he was +away on his cruise, Congress, on October 10, 1776, had made him a +commissioned captain in the United States Navy. It might be expected +that such an announcement would be very gratifying to him, but not so. +Paul Jones received it with more bitterness of spirit than pleasure, for +he was only number eighteen in the list of appointees. This was an +injustice which he never forgot, and to which the sensitive fellow +referred all through his subsequent life. He thought he ought to have +been not lower than sixth in rank, because, by the law of the previous +year, there were only five captains ahead of him. In the meantime, too, +he had done good service, while the new captains ranking above him were +untried. + +If Paul Jones had a failing it was that of desire for prestige. Rank was +to him a passion, not merely because it would enable him to be more +effective, but for its own sake. He liked all the signs of +display--titles, epaulets, medals, busts, marks of honor of all kinds. +"How near to the heart of every military or naval officer is rank, which +opens the door to glory!" he wrote. But, mind you, Paul Jones did not +have the "swelled head." He never once over-estimated his abilities, +inwardly or outwardly; and he desired fame because he knew he was +entitled to it. If the reward failed to come after he had qualified for +and performed the service, he felt cheated--just as the day-laborer +feels cheated when he does his task and is not paid his wage. + +On November 4, 1776, Paul Jones was placed in command of the _Alfred_, +the ship on which he had made his first cruise as a first-lieutenant +some nine months earlier. In company with the _Providence_, now under +the command of Captain Hacker, he made a cruise of about a month, +captured seven merchant ships, several of which carried valuable +supplies to the British army, and again cleverly avoided the superior +enemy frigates. While making for port they encountered armed transports, +the _Mellish_ and the _Bideford_, both of which had been separated from +their convoy, the _Milford_, in a terrific gale. Although larger and +heavier ships in every way, the Americans attacked and captured them. +Shortly afterward the _Milford_, accompanied by a British +letter-of-marque, put in an appearance, and gave chase. Once more Paul +Jones was too clever for the British frigate. He outsailed and +outmaneuvered her, getting away with all his prizes except the smaller +of the transports, which had fallen astern. + +After his return, in early December, from the cruise in the _Alfred_, +Paul Jones served on the Board of Advice to the Marine Committee, and +was very useful in many ways. He urged strongly the necessity of making +a cruise in European waters for the sake of moral persuasion, and +offered to lead such an expedition. His energy and dashing character +made a strong impression on Lafayette, who was then in the country, and +who heartily supported the project. He wrote a letter to General +Washington, strongly recommending that Paul Jones be made head of such +an expedition. + +About the same time the young captain had an interview with Washington, +in which he appealed against what he considered another injustice. The +_Trumbull_--one of the fine new American frigates just completed and +built in New Amsterdam in accordance with Paul Jones's own plans--had +been placed under the command of Captain Saltonstall, whom the Scotchman +considered incompetent. + +Paul Jones did not get the _Trumbull_ after all; but the interview was +not without its effect. A little later the Marine Committee ordered him +to enlist seamen for his suggested European cruise. And on June 14, +1777, Congress appointed him to the command of the sloop-of-war +_Ranger_, of eighteen guns. + + + + +IX + +ABOARD THE "RANGER" + + +When Paul Jones was ordered to Portsmouth to command the new +sloop-of-war _Ranger_, Congress allowed him to take with him a few of +his favorite petty officers. Of course among this number was Wannashego, +the young Narragansett. The bold Scotch captain had formed a strong +liking for Wannashego, whom he had found not only an able boatswain's +mate and an impetuous fighter, but one most devoted to his own +interests. Indeed, the young Indian fairly worshiped the decking his +splendid officer trod. They had served together ever since their first +meeting, going from the _Alfred_ to the _Providence_, then back to the +_Alfred_ again. And now they were once more to be together--this time in +a long and probably stirring voyage across the big sea, right into the +very home-waters of the enemy himself! No wonder the heart of Wannashego +stirred with happy expectation. + +Another old shipmate to accompany Paul Jones on the new expedition, but +one hitherto unmentioned, was Nathaniel Fanning, now a third-lieutenant. +From this friend, a very keen observer of our hero at all times, as well +as a man of more than ordinary intelligence, we get the following +interesting description of Paul Jones: + +"He was about middle height, so slender as to be wiry, so lithe as to be +compared to a panther, so quick in his movements that we sailors often +spoke of him as 'swifter than chain-lightning.' His face was as brown as +an Indian's. His eyes under ordinary conditions were a steel-gray; but +in moments of excitement you would swear they were as black as coal and +emitting sparks. Though he was not at all big, his neck, arms, and +shoulders were those of a heavy-set man, with a chest that did you good +to see. The strength of his arms and shoulders could hardly be believed; +and he had equal use of both hands, even to writing with the left as +well as with the right. He was a past-master in the art of boxing; +though there were many hard nuts to crack in the various crews he +commanded, I never knew him to come out second best. When aroused, he +could strike blows and do more damage in a second than any man I ever +saw could do in a minute. He always fought as if that was what he was +made for; it was only when he was perfectly at peace that he seemed +uneasy and restless. + +"He was never petulant toward those under him. Even in cases of failure +to carry out his orders, or meet his expectations, he would be lenient. +But if he detected you in any act that was wilful or malicious, he would +assail you like a tiger. He was not a quarrelsome man; but he was the +easiest person in the world for a quarrelsome man to pick a quarrel +with. Good men all liked him; sneaks and tyrants hated him bitterly." + +We may add that all records go to show that Paul Jones was as much a +father to his crew as he was a commander. He interested the sailors in +the smallest details of their work, gave them lessons in rope-splicing, +or reproved a young chap for his "lubberly walk" with a personal +demonstration of the correct swagger to be kept in mind by Jack afloat. +At the same time, with all this kindness of heart, he did not let a +single man take advantage of his goodness. "I tell you, my men," he said +on one occasion, "when I become convinced that a sailor of mine must be +given the 'cat' I will not leave it to be done by the uncertain arm of +others; but I will do it _myself_--and so confounded quick that it will +make your heads swim!" + +On the very same day--June 14, 1777--that Paul Jones was appointed +commander of the _Ranger_, Congress selected the permanent flag of the +United States--the good old Stars-and-Stripes which we still have. Up to +this time nobody had really been satisfied with the "Rattlesnake" +emblem; Paul Jones particularly objected to it. Now Mrs. Betsey Ross, of +Philadelphia, was busy at work making the first new flag from a rough +pencil sketch furnished her by General Washington. + +When Paul Jones heard of the adoption of the new emblem, and saw plans +for it, he was greatly pleased. He took out his own pencil, quickly +copied the plans, and stuck the paper in his pocket. + +As soon as possible he proceeded to Portsmouth, and immediately entered +upon the task of outfitting the _Ranger_ for sea. He found the ship to +be a fine-looking craft, built expressly for speed, with a length six +feet greater than the regular 20-gun vessel of the day. But he thought +her spars too heavy, and ordered his shipwright to "fid them about four +feet lower in the hounds," which was done. He also had fourteen long +9-pounders and four 6-pounders put in place of the regular twenty +6-pound guns intended, and made other changes looking toward her +seaworthiness. He was very proud of her coppered hull, shining like +burnished gold--the first hull thus covered in the new country. + +As the work of outfitting went on, he had the goodwill and interest of +the entire colonial town. Busy though he was he did not neglect the +social side of life here any more than he had elsewhere when on land; +for Paul Jones loved elegance and display, intercourse with the fair +sex; and his splendid bearing, immaculate dress, magnetic personality, +keen wit--to say nothing of his record of daring deeds--made him +extremely popular in all gatherings, particularly where hoop-skirts +abounded. Many a good dame in America did her utmost to marry the +gallant young captain off to her own daughter or another admiring +damsel. But it was no use; Paul Jones, while always professing the +greatest respect and kindliest interest in his feminine associates, +never allowed them to turn his well-balanced head. + +Thus in his social activities there in Portsmouth, the captain of the +_Ranger_ escorted bevies of charming and vivacious damsels and their +mamas and papas aboard the ship and explained her many wonders, and +discoursed on what she probably would do to the English. Then one day he +whispered mysteriously to some of them, and forthwith these pretty +Colonial girls spoke to others. The consequence was, that soon afterward +there was a merry gathering at the home of one of the maids. A "quilting +bee" they termed it; but there, fashioned amid chat and laughter, amid +sober thought and spirit of service to country, slender fingers cut and +sewed together the silken portions of a beautiful American flag--the +first one of stars and stripes that anybody in that locality had yet +seen. From time to time these fair workers looked for guidance to a +pencilled sketch furnished them by their chosen knight. Treasured +wedding and court dresses of some of their mothers furnished rare +patches of blue, and lengths of red and white, and these grew into +beautiful five-pointed stars and graceful stripes under the girls' +careful handiwork. + +During this time Paul Jones was putting the finishing touches to the +_Ranger_ and impatiently awaiting the dispatches he was to carry from +his Government to the American Commission in France. At midnight of the +31st of October these official documents were delivered to him by a +courier who had covered one hundred and forty miles, eating and sleeping +in his saddle. Among the papers was the news of the surrender of +Burgoyne. + +Nothing now prevented Paul Jones from making sail on his long cruise. +The _Ranger_ was in readiness, the wind good. But before making sail +there was one ceremony he must not forget. + +The new flag--his gift from the patriotic Portsmouth girls--must be +unfurled to the breeze. And they must see it! By horse he sent +Wannashego galloping to the homes of each of the five young +seamstresses. In an hour they appeared, eager and excited, despite the +fact that most of the good people of the town were fast asleep. + +With simple ceremony but eloquent suggestion the splendid banner, under +the impulse of Paul Jones's own hands, went up to the _Ranger's_ peak. +As it spread out to the breeze under the star-lit sky, the Scotch +captain said, with a deep feeling none could help noticing: "That flag +and I are twins. Born the same hour from the same womb of destiny, we +cannot be parted in life or in death. So long as we can float we shall +float together. If we must sink, we shall go down as one!" + +To the courier who had brought the dispatches, Paul Jones now turned. He +handed him the receipt for the papers, and on its back he wrote: "I +shall spread this news in France within thirty days." + +When the shore people had taken their departure, cheered by the crew of +the _Ranger_ and leaving their own good wishes behind, Captain Jones +immediately got under way. He took a northerly course, thereby hoping +to avoid most of the enemy's cruisers, so that his dispatches could be +delivered as soon as possible. + +He left no record except the _Ranger's_ log; but Mr. Hall, who was the +ship's carpenter, gives some details of the trip which are far from +uninteresting: + +"I had sailed with many captains in all sorts of voyages, but I had +never seen a ship crowded the way Captain Jones crowded the _Ranger_. He +held to his northerly route, though the wind was adverse, hanging all +the time between north-northeast and east-northeast. It veered slightly +at times, but you could count on it being forward of the beam on a true +course, and often it was near dead ahead. Imagine, then, the situation +of the ship's crew, with a top-heavy and cranky craft under their feet, +and a commander who day and night insisted on every rag she could +stagger under without laying clear down! + +"As it was, she came close to beam ends more than once, and on one +occasion she righted only by us letting the fly-sheets go with hatchets. +During all this trying time Captain Jones was his own navigating +officer, keeping the deck eighteen or twenty hours out of every +twenty-four, often serving extra grog to the drenched men with his own +hands, and by his example silencing all disposition to grumble. In the +worst of it the watch was lap-watched. This brought the men eight hours +on and four off. There was no better way to arrange it; but for all that +a good many of them began to growl. These fellows had all been shipped +from Portsmouth, induced to enlist by unwise glowing accounts of the +Government of the rich prize-money that would probably be made on the +trip. Now, when they found the captain avoiding the enemy rather than +seeking him out, and were subjected to such a terrific bit of sailing, +they became dissatisfied. + +"At first Captain Jones was mighty angry, but as soon as he satisfied +himself that the Government had really been in error, he acted +splendidly by the men. He told them that he would personally guarantee +them a fair revenue from prizes later on; more than that, from his own +pocket he advanced them 147 guineas, to make up the difference in wages +thus far allowed them by Congress but which the Marine Committee had +been unable to make good on account of the poverty of the States. They +quieted down then, apparently satisfied, cheering their commander well. +But Lieutenant Simpson, who had really instigated the mutiny, did not +escape so easily. Wannashego, an Indian boatswain's mate, had caught +Simpson stirring the men up to trouble, reported it to Captain Jones, +and the latter had the officer put in irons for the rest of the voyage." + +As Mr. Hall says in this account, the weather was bad and the voyage +tempestuous. But nevertheless there were times when the tired men sought +recreation in story and song, as seamen always will do, and often over +the dashing waters the following refrain, composed by Midshipman Charley +Bell, went echoing: + + "So now we had him hard and fast, + Burgoyne laid down his arms at last, + And that is why we brave the blast + To carry the news to London! + Heigh-ho! car-r-y the news; + Go carry the news to London! + Yes car-r-y, car-r-y, + Carry the news to London!" + +During the last two days' run the _Ranger_ took two merchantmen loaded +with wines and dried fruit and bound for London. Paul Jones put +prize-crews aboard, sending one on to Brest and keeping the other with +him. West of Ushant they spoke a Dutch East Indiaman, whereupon the +Scotch captain informed the Dutch commander of the surrender of Burgoyne +and dryly asked him to "kindly repeat the news, with my compliments, to +any British captain met." + +A little later, on the 2d of December, the saucy _Ranger_ and her prize +dropped anchor in the Loire, below Nantes, France. + + + + +X + +IN THE ENEMY'S OWN WATERS + + +One of the first things which Paul Jones did on landing on French soil +was to seek out Dr. Benjamin Franklin, who, with Silas Deane and Arthur +Lee, were his country's foreign commissioners. He found these diplomats +domiciled in the fine home of Monsieur De Chaumont, a wealthy Frenchman +with strong sympathies for the Colonists. + +It was the first meeting of Paul Jones and Benjamin Franklin--a meeting +marked with much gratification on the part of each. It was also the +beginning of a personal friendship long-lasting and very helpful to the +Scotch adventurer. Before its conclusion the caller learned, with some +chagrin, that he was not the first to bring news across the sea of the +surrender of General Burgoyne; that Mr. John Austen, of Boston, had +sailed in a French merchantman a day or two earlier, and by reason of +the shorter course, had arrived somewhat ahead of him. However, Austen's +news was mere hearsay, lacking the details and authenticity of Captain +Jones's dispatches. + +It had been the intention of the American commissioners to give Paul +Jones the _Indien_--a fine frigate building secretly at Amsterdam--on +his arrival. But this proved to be one more of his disappointments, for +the British minister to the Netherlands had recently discovered the +destination of the vessel, and had made such protests of a breach of +neutrality that the commissioners had been forced to sell the ship to +France. + +To his previous acquaintance with the Duc and Duchesse De Chartres there +is no doubt that Paul Jones owed his introduction at this time into +French society. The Duchesse herself had been, before her marriage, the +richest heiress in France. While her husband was a spendthrift, and a +man of lax morals generally, she was highly respected in all +communities. This noble family lived in a charming chateau, with even +more charming gardens, on the outskirts of Paris, and as soon as they +heard of the arrival of the already famous Scotch captain they sent him +an urgent invitation to call. + +This he did. An enjoyable meeting resulted, and he was royally +entertained. Later, at a ball given in his honor and attended by the +élite of the social world, he met a beautiful young lady named Aimée de +Telusson, the adopted daughter of King Louis XV. Mademoiselle De +Telusson, after the king died, had been supported by a pension from the +monarch's court, and had lived with her protectoress, Madame De Marsan, +under the patronage of several great ladies, of whom the Duchesse De +Chartres was one. + +Paul Jones was greatly fascinated with the fair Aimée, a feeling which +she seemed to reciprocate. As they became better and better acquainted +she fairly idolized him, and on his part he thought her the most perfect +specimen of womanhood he had ever seen. Although he must have known that +she was very much in love with him, this gallant seaman who was admired +by all the people of France, never declared his own love to her. + +Dr. Franklin wished to keep Paul Jones in European waters, there to +harass the British shipping. On the other hand Lee, who for some reason +entertained a jealousy and dislike for the Scotchman, was bent on +getting him back in American waters as soon as he could. Silas Deane, +the third commissioner, was a nonentity, with little voice in the +matter. However, Dr. Franklin had his way; he thundered forth his orders +that Paul Jones was to stay on that side of the sea--and Paul Jones +stayed. To say that he was grateful to the stout-hearted, venerable +statesman is saying no more than the truth. + +After some delay Dr. Franklin advised him that arrangements had been +completed by the commission for him to convoy a number of American +merchant vessels from Nantes into Quiberon Bay, where a large French +fleet, under Admiral La Motte Picquet, lay waiting with the intention of +sailing for America. Such protection by French warships a week earlier +would have been a distinct breach of neutrality, but now the +much-talked-of "Treaty of Alliance" had been made between France and +America, and henceforth France could not only openly sympathize with the +new Republic but could take up arms in her behalf. + +Of course Paul Jones was glad at this turn of events. He was pleased for +his country's sake; pleased for his own sake, because the situation +promised easier working out of his plans. + +But it seemed that his troubles were not yet entirely over. When he +reached the anchorage of the _Ranger_ he found the crew in a sad +disruption. It appeared that the profligate Simpson, who had been freed +from his irons upon the ship reaching port, had been working the men +into a mutiny by declaring he had heard that their captain had left them +in the lurch. Except for the confidence expressed in Paul Jones by the +majority of his officers and some of the sailors, among whom of course +was Wannashego, it is doubtful if the commander would have found very +many of his crew left upon his arrival. As it stood, the malcontents +were still arguing with the loyal when he put in an appearance. + +Upon learning the cause of the trouble his Scotch ire was so thoroughly +aroused against Simpson that it is hard to guess what he would have done +to him, had the miscreant not made a plausible excuse for securing what +he termed his "misinformation" and uttered voluble apologies for his +part in the affair. + +As soon as order could be obtained, the commander began to refit for the +new enterprise. The craft's masts were re-shortened and other defects of +structure remedied in an effort to put her on a better keel. Then in +company with a tender, the brig _Independence_, the American +sloop-of-war set sail. A little later, flying the Stars-and-Stripes at +her masthead, she anchored off the bay at Quiberon. + +Without delay Paul Jones sent a small boat off to the French admiral, +desiring to know, if he saluted the admiral's ship, whether her +commander would return the salute. + +When the reply came back it was in the affirmative. Thereupon Paul Jones +brought the _Ranger_ into the bay. She hove to, and the next moment her +guns thundered thirteen times. Promptly the courtesy was returned by +nine guns from the admiral's ship, it being the French custom to fire +four guns less than a saluting Republic. It was too dark to bring in the +_Independence_ for her share in the proceeding, but the next morning +this little vessel sailed proudly between two parallel lines of the +fine French fleet, flying her American flag, and in answer to her own +guns there was returned another recognition of America as a nation. + +Returning to Nantes, Paul Jones sent Dr. Franklin a joyous letter, +telling him about the honor paid the American flag for the first time by +another country. + +The _Ranger_ was held in port following this until April 10, 1778. In +the interval her commander had the good fortune to be much in the +company of the Duc and Duchesse De Chartres and the charming +Mademoiselle Aimée De Telusson. The day previous to the date of sailing +of his vessel, the Duchesse paid him the compliment of giving a dinner +in his honor. At this many distinguished families were present, as well +as prominent army and navy officers. During the course of festivities, +the Madame graciously presented her popular guest with a richly-jewelled +watch which she said had belonged to her grandfather, Louis XIV. + +Paul Jones bowed, and replied with fine gallantry: "May it please your +Royal Highness, if fortune should favor me at sea I will some day lay +an English frigate at your dainty feet!" + +The next morning the _Ranger_ put out to sea again. With the salt spray +dashing in his nostrils, with every fiber of his adventure-loving soul +thrilling once more in expectation of a brush with the enemy, Paul Jones +forgot the tameness of politics and the foibles of social functions. + +With gusto he took a brigantine in the Irish Sea on the 14th, and sank +her. Then proceeding into St. George's Channel he ran onto the _Lord +Chatham_, a British merchant ship bound from London to Dublin. This +vessel was valuable enough to keep as a prize, so the Scotch captain +manned her with a prize crew and had them take her to Brest. + +Paul Jones now headed farther northward along the coast of England. In +his mind he was formulating an exceedingly daring plan, none less than a +sudden descent upon Whitehaven, the seaport he knew so well as a boy and +from which he had made his first voyage to America. If he could dash +into Whitehaven, destroy most of the immense shipping which was always +harbored there, and thereby effect an exchange of prisoners in Europe, +he thought the risk would well be worth while. + +But when he arrived in the vicinity of his old headquarters, the winds +were so contrary to his purpose that he gave up the project for the time +being. For the next few days he cruised along the southern coast of +Scotland on the lookout for other enemy prizes. Nothing of great moment +occurred, and with better weather conditions than had previously +prevailed, he made up his mind again to try an attack on Whitehaven. + +The hills were covered with snow when the _Ranger_ came within sight of +them. In the harbor of the town of some fifty thousand inhabitants were +collected almost three hundred merchant-ships and fishing-smacks. The +captain had carefully let down the portlids to conceal his guns, and +adopted whatever other means he could devise for concealing the nature +of his ship. + +Paul Jones determined to wait for night to perform his operations. He +would need the screen of darkness. When that hour had come he ordered +every man mustered on deck. Then he announced his plan to them and +finished by saying tersely: "I call for thirty volunteers to assist me +in this task of reprisal for the numerous burnings the British have put +upon us in America. No man need engage in this enterprise unless he +wishes to. But those who share with me its dangers shall also share with +me its glories." + +It seemed as if every man on deck shouted, "Aye, sir!" As might be +expected Wannashego, the young Narragansett, was among the first. + +Paul Jones smiled with satisfaction. "With so many volunteers I see I +shall have to choose my thirty men from among you. The strongest and +most active are the ones I want." + +He then proceeded to make his selections. When he was done he noticed +that he had forgotten the faithful Indian youth. "I shall make it +thirty-one, on second thought," he said promptly, and at once called +upon the happy Wannashego to step forth with the other volunteers. + +It was a little after midnight when, with his men in two boats, Paul +Jones left the _Ranger_. It was so far in to the piers that it was +almost dawn when they finally arrived at one of the outer ones. All +haste must be made or the light of the approaching day would disclose +their movements and prevent their success. + +Paul Jones ordered one boat, under the direction of Mr. Hill and +Lieutenant Wallingford, to proceed on the north side of the harbor and +set fire to the shipping there, while with the second party the +commander went to the other side, to perform a similar work. + +Two grim-looking forts rose up in the darkness, one facing each section +of harbor. In order to render the guns in these harmless, Paul Jones and +Wannashego were now set ashore, and while they began stealthily and +swiftly to approach the first forts, their crew started off to set fire +to the shipping on the south. + +The Scotch captain and young Indian had a very delicate task facing +them. Before they could spike the cannon the sentinels must be secured. +Stealing along in the shadows of the great walls of the first fort, they +discovered that all of the guardsmen were unsuspiciously enjoying a game +of cards in the guard-house itself. As quick as lightning Paul Jones +and Wannashego sprang forward and barred the door, making the men +prisoners. Then, without loss of time, the two Americans began scaling +the walls of the fort. When the cannon here had been successfully +spiked, they hurried to the second fort, a quarter of a mile distant, +and in the same manner confined the sentinels there and spiked the guns. + +This was surely a daring exploit for two to perform, when the alarm +might be sounded any moment and the whole town swoop down upon them. + +After the task had been performed, Paul Jones naturally expected to see +the fires which his parties were to start. To his great disappointment +no welcome flare showed itself in either direction. In the dim light of +early dawn--that alarming dawn, so little desired--the captain hurried +forward, only to discover that the party under Mr. Hill and Mr. +Wallingford were in considerable confusion. The fires they had ignited +had refused to burn, and their candles had gone out as well. It was the +same situation with the other party; their candles also had gone out, +and there seemed no way to relight them. + +Although the day was coming on apace and danger of discovery grew with +it, the dauntless Scotch commander would not give up his project until +every expedient had been exhausted. Placing sentinels to guard against a +surprise, he sent Wannashego and a few men to the nearest house. The +inmates were forced to deliver lights for the candles. With the aid of +these a fire was soon started in the steerage of a large ship, which was +in the midst of a hundred or more others. To make sure that this blaze +would not burn out, a barrel of tar was placed upon it. In a short time +flames were springing up out of all hatchways in the vessel. + +Now the inhabitants of the town began to appear in hundreds. Individuals +ran angrily toward the burning ship, bent on extinguishing the flames +before they should communicate to the adjoining vessels. + +"They must not be permitted to put out this fire now or our plans are +ruined completely!" cried Paul Jones. With the words he sprang between +the ship and the foremost of those running up, drew two pistols from his +belt, and leveled them at the angry faces. + +"One step nearer and some of you will be dead men!" cried the Scotch +captain. "Back with you as fast as you came, else by the eternal day and +night you shall feel this lead!" + +"Why, it's Paul Jones!" called somebody in the throng, who recognized +him. + +Instantly the crowd fell back in fright. Not a man among them but who +had heard of the things this daredevil had already done to the ships of +their countrymen. + +Paul Jones smiled grimly, as the people continued to retreat before his +menacing pistols. Nor did he once leave his post until the ship back of +him was a mass of flames and the whole shipping in the neighborhood +hopelessly afire from it. Then he stepped coolly down into one of his +boats, which had been brought up, and in company with the other, without +the loss of a single man, he went back to the _Ranger_. + +If the attempt had been made an hour earlier it is impossible to +estimate the damage the Americans might have done, but dawn saved the +town of Whitehaven, also half of the shipping. Paul Jones was +disappointed because his plans had in a measure miscarried. But he had +accomplished much for his country just the same. The excitement along +the coast was intense. Every English port, nervous and trembling, was on +the watch for the bold invader. No Englishman felt safe so long as Paul +Jones roamed the sea at will. Much less did British captains feel +secure. + + + + +XI + +OUTWITTING THE "DRAKE" + + +As the _Ranger_ once more spread her sails and stood out to sea, Paul +Jones turned to his first-lieutenant and said: + +"Mr. Wallingford, have her head pointed across the Firth. There lays my +old home-town of Arbigland which I have seen but once since I was twelve +years old----" + +"Pardon me, sir," interrupted the first officer; "surely you do not +think of attacking your own birthplace?" + +"Indeed not," was the sharp and somewhat impatient rejoinder. "Though it +belongs to the enemy, that would be the act of a man without heart and +conscience. Please hear me out. Not far from my home there lives in the +same county of Kirkcudbright a most important personage to British +interests. This is the Earl of Selkirk. In lieu of the only partial +success of our descent upon Whitehaven I propose to even up matters +this very day by calling upon the good earl and taking him hostage." + +This was a daring conception, and Lieutenant Wallingford gasped. The +_Ranger_ was held to her new course, straight north across the Firth of +Solway. When the ship came in view of the northern coast, her commander +stood watching the high cliffs about Arbigland with a strange mixture of +feelings. We shall never know exactly what thoughts stirred him, as he +was a man not given to referring to his deeper sensations, but we may +well infer that, in the short space of time he stood there studying the +familiar landmarks of his care-free and happy boyhood, he lived over +again the days of that period, climbed again the crags after sea-birds' +eggs, sailed again his toy boats in the quiet coves. + +St. Mary's Isle, a beautifully wooded promontory in the river Dee, was +where the Earl of Selkirk lived in luxurious but quiet style. This was +about a mile up the coast from Arbigland, and although Paul Jones had +never met the Scotch nobleman or any of his family, he knew the location +of the Selkirk broad acres as well as he knew the best fishing grounds +in the Firth. + +He landed on St. Mary's Isle with one boat and twelve men. Pointing out +the path to take, and warning his men to commit no violence other than +that which might be required in securing the earl himself, the captain +awaited their return. In a short time they were back again, bringing a +considerable quantity of silver plate, but without the earl, who they +declared was not at home. + +Paul Jones was very angry because his sailors had taken the silver +plate. He used every argument except force in trying to get them to +return it at once. When he saw that they were bent upon keeping the +spoil, he said no more, but departed with them, for he knew well that +the rules of war made confiscation perfectly legal. + +Later on he wrote the Countess of Selkirk a long letter of apology and +explanation, stating that he would exert every endeavor to return the +plate to her. This he did, and succeeded, although in so doing it was +necessary for him to go down into his own pocket for £150 in order to +buy it back. + +Paul Jones next turned his attention to an effort to capture the British +man-of-war _Drake_, a vessel of twenty guns--two guns stronger than his +own ship. This, too, was a bold undertaking, particularly in view of the +fact that the _Drake_ was known to carry a larger crew and was in her +own waters. But the intrepid sea-king was not to be deterred. He had +encountered this same vessel once before, several days before the attack +on Whitehaven, when he was standing off Carrickfergus, and when she was +anchored in the bay. During the night he had run in and tried to work +into a position where he could board her quickly, surprise her crew, and +overwhelm them before they could offer serious enough resistance to get +aid from the big gray fortification which frowned down over the harbor +from the massive heights above. But, owing to the strong wind which had +prevailed at the time, the plan was frustrated; and the _Ranger_ had +quietly withdrawn to sea again without her foe knowing what a narrow +escape she had met with. + +Then Paul Jones had assuaged the disappointment of himself and his men +with the remark: "Never mind, my brave fellows; that British sloop +shall be ours yet, mark my words. When we are through with Whitehaven we +shall look her up again." + +And now the doughty captain meant to fulfil his promise! + +On the morning of the 24th of April the _Ranger_ was once more off +Carrickfergus. The bay, the castled crag, the picturesque town, and the +handsome British sloop-of-war, all stood out brilliantly in the clear +sunlight. + +But this time the American vessel was not destined to get in close to +her enemy without suspicion. The very night before, word had been +brought of the attack on Whitehaven, and as a consequence the entire +populace of Carrickfergus was ready to look askance at the coming of +every strange ship. As the _Ranger_ appeared in the offing, therefore, +she was immediately observed by the British aboard the _Drake_, and the +American sailors could hear the creaking of the foe-ship's capstan and +the hoarse rattle of the chains as her anchor was tripped in readiness +for an emergency. + +The _Ranger_ now went completely about, her stern toward the shore. This +was the best way possible to hide her identity, for it was seen that a +boat was putting off from the English sloop and pulling toward them, +apparently bent upon investigation. When the boat had approached within +hailing distance of the American, one of its inmates--a British +officer--stood up and cried: "What ship is that?" + +Paul Jones, standing at his sailing-master's elbow, quietly prompted him +in his answers. + +"The _Saltandpepperforbritish_" replied Mr. Stacy so rapidly that all +the words were a meaningless jumble to the Englishmen, who, however, +caught the word "British" with some feeling of ease. Drawing a little +closer, the officer repeated his question: "What ship is that? We cannot +make out your answer." + +"We've had fair winds, but glad to get in here," answered Mr. Stacy, +pretending to have misunderstood the question. + +There was an impatient remark from the British officer at this. He said +something to his men. The boat of the enemy then drew up considerably +nearer. By this time the craft was directly under the _Ranger's_ +quarter. + +"I ask you for the third and last time, what ship is that?" hailed the +British officer. + +"And I answer again and for the last time, she is the _Lord Dunmore_, +bound from Plymouth to London," called Mr. Stacy in an apparently +exasperated voice. Then, again prompted by his captain, he went on: +"Have you heard anything of that American cruiser which has been +prowling about capturing merchant ships and frightening our coast people +half out of their wits?" + +"Yes," was the reply of the officer, now completely off his guard. "We +would give a thousand pounds to meet her." + +"If you will come aboard, our captain says he will give you further +particulars about this impudent American," continued Mr. Stacy. "We +think this news will aid you in finding him." + +Unsuspiciously the British boat now came up, and a ladder was lowered +over the port side. Just then one of the _Ranger's_ own boats was +dropped from the davits; it was quickly filled with men, and as the +British officer clambered on deck and faced Paul Jones the American +sailors made prisoners of his crew. + +"What is the meaning of this?" cried the British officer. "Who are you, +sir?" + +"Captain Paul Jones," came the quick answer. "This is the American +sloop-of-war _Ranger_, about which we promised you information. If you +require further details, it is only proper for me to state that you are +a prisoner of war on that ship at this moment!" + +The officer uttered an exclamation of anger. But his chagrin was not +greater than that of the other men aboard the boat when they were +brought aboard and all sent below. + +This whole proceeding had been witnessed from the _Drake_ in a more or +less hazy manner, but yet in a way to give the British aboard that +vessel a fair idea of the catastrophe which had attended the efforts of +their compatriots to learn the identity of the stranger. She immediately +sent out alarm signals, and in a few minutes smoking bonfires along the +entire headlands were relaying the startling intelligence to inland +points. + +In a little while the _Drake_, accompanied by five small vessels filled +with townspeople curious to witness what they thought would be a battle, +began to work out. She came very slowly, owing to an unfavorable tide. +It was plain to be seen that her "dander was up;" that she meant to +look into the plight of her boat's crew without further delay. + +The _Ranger_ now threw off every effort at disguise. Her portlids were +run up, her guns run out, and everything put in trim for a hard fight. +As the enemy came nearer and weathered the point, the _Ranger_ cunningly +and almost imperceptibly worked herself farther out into the channel +where she would have more sea room for the engagement and be farther +away from the guns of the fort. Thus led on, the _Drake_ followed, +slowly narrowing up the space between. + +Now the British ship ran up her colors. At the same instant up went the +Stars-and-Stripes aboard the American. Having come within hailing +distance, the British commander, Captain Burden, called out: "Who are +you?" + +"The Continental ship _Ranger_," cried back Mr. Stacy, at word from Paul +Jones. "Come on, we are waiting for you!" + +Scarcely were the words spoken when the _Ranger's_ helm was ported, and +bringing her broadside to bear on the advancing ship, she roared out the +first volley. The enemy at once returned the compliment. While her fire +was spirited, somehow it lacked effectiveness, which is probably +attributable to the distress and confusion caused on board of her by the +stunning effect of the American's shooting. In a letter to Joseph Hewes, +Paul Jones thus refers to the manner in which his men handled +themselves: "We have seen that our men fight with courage on our own +coasts. But no one has ever seen them fight on our coast as they fought +here, almost in hail of the enemy's shore. Every shot told, and they +gave the _Drake_ three broadsides for two right along...." + +On board the _Ranger_, Paul Jones walked the quarter-deck unharmed, amid +a constant shower of musketry and the shriek of cannon-ball. Captain +Burden, of the _Drake_, showed an equal disregard for danger, but within +thirty minutes after the beginning of the fight he was mortally wounded +by a musket shot in the head. Paul Jones was unaware of this fact until, +during the hottest of the firing, his friend Wannashego glided quickly +up to where he stood and announced the news. + +"I am sorry for him, for he has shown himself to be a brave man; but it +is the way of war," said the commander. "Did you see him shot, +Wannashego?" + +In his dusky hands the Indian youth held a musket whose barrel was hot +to the touch and from which a tiny thread of smoke still curled. "I sure +see British captain fall," he said with flashing eyes, as he patted his +gun. "I take good aim at him. It is the first chance for me. Bang! They +pick him up and carry him away." + +With the words Wannashego hurried off, reloading his weapon as he ran. +Paul Jones was thunderstruck. After a moment he muttered, "Poor Burden, +your very importance in this conflict has caught the eagle eye of that +young redskin and spelled your doom!" + +The fighting continued fiercely. Twice was the ensign of the _Drake_ +shot away, and twice the gallant British tars rehoisted it. The enemy's +fore and main topsail yards were completely riddled, the main topgallant +mast and mizzen gaff hung up and down the spar, her jib dragged over her +lee into the water, and her mainsails were a sieve of holes. + +Never had Paul Jones seen men fight more tigerishly or with better aim +than his were now doing. As the two ships were going off the wind, which +was light, they both rolled considerably and together; in other words, +when the _Ranger_ went down to port the _Drake_ came up to starboard. +Quite early in the action, the Scotch captain had noticed that his +quarter-gunners had caught the _Drake's_ period of roll and were timing +to fire as their muzzles went down and the enemy's came up. By this +practice they were hulling the British ship prodigiously below her +water-line and everywhere below her rail. + +"What are you firing in that fashion for?" demanded Paul Jones of +Midshipman Starbuck. + +"To sink the British galoots, sir!" + +"That is not my object," said the captain sharply. "Cease this +destruction of the ship, and conduct yourselves so as to capture her +instead." + +The alert fellows instantly changed their tactics, and soon had the +_Drake_ an unmanageable log on the water, with her crew crying for +quarter. When, after the desperate fighting of a little more than an +hour, an accounting was taken it was found that the _Ranger_ had +suffered very little from the inaccurate fire of the British. True, she +had lost two lives, among these Lieutenant Wallingford, and had six +wounded; but her opponent had lost her commander and nineteen others +killed, with twenty-eight officers and men wounded. The only officer +remaining to strike her flag had been her second-lieutenant. + +With a towline fastened to her prize, the _Ranger_ now passed out of the +lough and up St. George's Channel. About midnight she hove to, and there +under the starlight the dead heroes of the conflict were sewn up in +canvas and consigned to the deep with a fitting burial service. + +With a valuable prize and more than one hundred and forty prisoners of +war to look after, Paul Jones was now forced to give up his intention of +cruising around Scotland. After taking a vessel off Malin Head he became +further handicapped, and determined to make for Brest without additional +delay. + +And now came that long-dreamed-of and hoped-for hour when he was to +enter a French port bringing a ship superior to his own--one belonging +to the finest navy afloat, a feat which had never before happened in the +history of naval warfare. As he sailed through the outer roads of Brest +he was met by an escort of French warships, whose crews cheered lustily +when they learned the identity of his prize. + +It was past midnight when the _Ranger_ let go anchor. Everything then +seemed quiet, but like wildfire the news of the daring captain's return +spread over the town. When daylight broke the quays were swarming with +people, and the harbor was dotted with boats bearing passengers, all of +whom were eager to catch a glimpse of the vanquished _Drake_ and her +conqueror. + + + + +XII + +THE QUEER CONDUCT OF CAPTAIN LANDAIS + + +The next morning Captain Paul Jones woke up to find himself +famous--almost overwhelmed with the praise and attentions of the naval +officers of Brest as well as of all France. The Duc De Chartres was the +first to come aboard, brimming with congratulations, and for the two +days the _Ranger_ lay in the harbor her decks thronged with officers of +the French fleet and citizens who were eager to rejoice with the +conqueror. + +Then the other side of the picture began to show; the stern realities of +France's disturbed political condition had to be faced. The _Ranger_, +with her splendid prize, had gone to the deckyard for repairs, and the +problem of feeding and clothing the three hundred men constituting his +own crew and that of the _Drake_ had to be met by Paul Jones. The +Congress still owed him £1500 which he had advanced out of his own +pocket for paying the crews of his former ships, the _Providence_ and +the _Alfred_, and this outlay had depleted his funds to such an extent +that he had very little money left, so little that he now saw he would +have to draw upon the commissioners a draft for 24,000 livres, which +Congress had given him. To his annoyance the three commissioners +promptly dishonored his draft. As a result, the merchant with whom he +had contracted to refit the _Ranger_ and the _Drake_, as well as to +supply his crew and prisoners with provisions, declined to extend +further credit. + +This state of affairs put our hero in a very embarrassing position, and +nettled him intensely. Had it not been for the fine friendship of such +Frenchmen as the Duc De Chartres, Comte D'Orvillers, and M. Chaumont, +through whose benevolence he was for a time able to feed and clothe his +people, heal his wounded, and continue the refitting of his vessels, it +is hard to tell what he would have done. + +In the crude, undisciplined condition of the United States Navy in that +day the crews could not seem to comprehend the idea that it was +necessary to obey every order of the commander of a ship without raising +a question. Almost at the instant of the engagement between the +_Ranger_ and the _Drake_, Lieutenant Simpson, the trouble-maker of the +past, had used his influence in stirring up some of the crew to a state +bordering on insubordination, telling them that being Americans fighting +for liberty they had a right to fight the enemy in any way they chose, +regardless of a commander's program. Paul Jones had stopped this +threatened uprising by confining Simpson below. On reaching port he had +transferred him to the _Admiral_, a ship where the French put men of his +type. + +After Simpson had been imprisoned, an American agent named Hezekiah +Ford, who disliked the Scotch captain, got up a petition condemning Paul +Jones and praising the conduct of Simpson in the sea fight. By smooth +arguments to the effect that they would never get their prize money +unless Lieutenant Simpson were made captain in place of Paul Jones, Ford +induced seventy-eight of the _Ranger's_ crew to sign this petition. The +result was, that the rascally lieutenant was freed at his court-martial, +and sailed away a little later for America, as master of the refitted +_Ranger_. + +When Paul Jones heard of the doings of Hezekiah Ford, he was terribly +incensed. Tucking three pistols in his belt, he betook himself to the +inn where Ford stopped. Without pausing long enough to draw even one of +his pistols, he knocked Ford down with a lightning-like blow of his +fist, seized the coachman's whip and thrashed the scoundrel until he +cried for mercy. Big, long-limbed, weighing half as much again as Paul +Jones, he offered no resistance--just curled up and blubbered like the +coward he was, while the onlookers cheered the Scotchman with keen +delight. Six months later, following other discoveries of his duplicity, +Ford was denounced as a spy and traitor by the governor of Virginia, and +Congress dishonorably dismissed him from the service after he had fled +to London with valuable papers. + +Before the _Ranger_ sailed under the captaincy of Mr. Simpson, Paul +Jones had met the expenses of her crew with the utmost difficulty. The +credit obtained from his French friends did not meet all the heavy +obligations, and after a while, in order to keep his men from starving, +he was forced to sell the _Drake_ at auction to a French ship-broker. +This act was strictly against the rules and regulations of his country, +but in the dire need of his crew and prisoners he felt that extreme +measures must be adopted to raise the funds which he could get in no +other manner. With this money he managed to pay off all indebtedness, +and so it was with a clear conscience, if a bitter heart, that he saw +the sly Simpson finally make off with his own ship, and many of his +crew, leaving him alone in a foreign land. + +War had now broken out between England and France, and Paul Jones was +detained in Europe at the request of the French Minister of Marine. This +official, De Sartine, wished an important command to be assigned to the +famous conqueror of the _Drake_. The difficulties in the way, however, +were great. The American commissioners had few resources, in addition to +which one of them--Lee--was hostile to the Scotchman; and the French had +more native officers clamoring for the better ships than they had such +vessels. + +Thus, about all that could be offered was the command of small warships +or privateers, offers which the proud Jones promptly rejected. To M. +Chaumont he wrote, in this connection, a letter containing the +following extracts: "I wish to have no connection with any ship that +does not sail fast, for I intend to go _in harm's way_. Therefore buy a +frigate with sails fast, and that is sufficiently large to carry +twenty-six or twenty-eight guns on her deck. I would rather be shot +ashore than go to sea in the armed prizes I have described." + +He continued his heckling correspondence with the greatest energy, +alternately cajoling, proposing, complaining, begging to be sent on some +important enterprise. He wrote innumerable letters to De Sartine, +Franklin, De Chartres, De Chaumont, and many others, and finally to the +king himself, who granted him an interview. More as a result of this +conference with Louis XV than from other sources, he was finally +rewarded by being put in command of a small squadron. + +At first he was highly delighted with the appointment, but as time wore +on and he saw what a poor assortment of ships and crews he had, he was +vastly disappointed. But having accepted the command, with true heroic +purpose he made up his mind to carry it through to the best of his +ability. + +The expense of fitting out the expedition was the king's, while the flag +and the commissions of the officers were American. The object of the +French government was to get Paul Jones to operate against the coasts +and shipping of England under the American flag, as the courtesy of +warfare forbade France, as an ally, to ravage the coasts of Great +Britain before the enemy herself had struck a blow at French interests. + +As stated, Paul Jones had a motley array of ships--those which were left +over after the French officers had had their pick. The flag-ship, the +_Bon Homme Richard_, was a worn-out old East Indiaman, which he refitted +and armed with six 18-pounders, twenty-eight 12-pounders, and eight +9-pounders--a battery of forty-two guns. The crew consisted of 375 men +of many nationalities, among which were not more than one hundred and +fifty Americans, including Wannashego, who had faithfully stuck to his +leader during all his trials in Brest. The _Alliance_, the only American +ship, was a good frigate rating as a large thirty-two or medium +thirty-six. She was commanded by a jealous-minded, half-mad Frenchman +named Landais, who was in the American service. The _Pallas_, thirty-two +guns; the _Vengeance_, twelve guns; and the little _Cerf_, of eight +guns, were all officered and manned by Frenchmen. + +Bad as were conditions of ship and crew, however, there was one other +feature of the organization which proved a greater handicap to the +Scotch commodore. This was the famous _concordat_, an agreement between +the various commanders of the ships which Paul Jones was compelled to +sign before his commission would be approved by the French minister of +the navy. While its terms related largely to the distribution of prize +money, it also contained clauses which weakened his authority, and gave +his captains a chance to wink at it if they chose. + +The little squadron, accompanied by two French privateers, sailed +finally from L'Orient on August 14, 1779, on what was planned to be a +fifty-days' cruise. Thanks to the Duchesse De Chartres's gift of ten +thousand louis d'or, Paul Jones had been able to fit out his flag-ship +in a much better condition than the king's fund would have permitted. + +On the 18th the privateer _Monsieur_, which was not bound by the +_concordat_, took a prize which the captain of that vessel proceeded to +relieve of all valuables and then ordered into port. The commodore +opposed this, and sent the prize to L'Orient. This so angered the +_Monsieur's_ captain that he parted company with the squadron. + +But the episode was only the beginning of Paul Jones's troubles with +insubordination of officers. While attempting to capture a brigantine, +some of his English sailors deserted in two of his small boats. These +could not be overhauled, and Landais insolently upbraided the commodore +for their loss, declaring that thereafter he would act entirely upon his +own responsibility (which indeed he had been doing right along!). The +_Cerf_ and the other privateer then pretended to go off to look for the +escaped former English prisoners, and they too failed to appear again. + +Paul Jones was now left with only the _Bon Homme Richard_, the _Pallas_, +the _Vengeance_, and the _Alliance_. It would have been better, as later +events showed, if the latter ship had decamped with the _Cerf_ and the +privateers; for Captain Landais impudently ignored all of Paul Jones's +signals. He even had the audacity to leave the squadron for several days +at a time, as the cruise continued, returning when the whim seized him. +When other prizes were taken he was bold enough to send two of these +into Bergen, Norway, where they were sold to the English, a procedure +entirely against the wishes of the commodore, and one which was a source +of trouble between Denmark and the United States for many years after +the war. + +Paul Jones was also compelled to humor the other French captains. +Several times he changed his course or modified his operations in +compliance with their demands. Had he enjoyed an absolute command he +would have carried out his pet scheme of laying Leith and Edinburgh +under contribution, but he was so afraid that such a venture would +miscarry, owing to the uncertain behavior of his men, that he gave it +up. + +With his old flag-ship, his ragged squadron, and his unruly officers, +Paul Jones then cruised along the Yorkshire coast, and succeeded in +capturing a number of vessels. Finally, as he was preparing to end his +disappointing voyage at The Texel, Holland, in accordance with Dr. +Franklin's orders, chance threw in his way the opportunity for making +the cruise a brilliant success. + +And, Jones-like, this opportunity he seized eagerly. He saw in a flash +that it was his one moment for restoring his waning power to its former +pinnacle. + + + + +XIII + +FIGHTING FRIEND AND FOE + + +It was on the 23d of September, when the squadron was chasing a small +ship off Flamborough Head, that a number of distant sails were seen +rounding the point. A long, steady look through his glass convinced +Commodore Jones that he could not be mistaken: that this was the Baltic +fleet of merchantmen which he had heard were in that vicinity, and which +he had hoped he might meet before he reached The Texel. + +Without delay Paul Jones hoisted the signal for a general chase. Captain +Landais, however, ignored the signal, and sailed on by himself. So angry +was Paul Jones at this cool display of indifference--or cowardice, if +that it were,--that he stamped his foot on the deck, and shouted his +feelings through his speaking-trumpet, but it availed nothing; the +insolent Landais kept right on going. + +When the merchant ships saw Paul Jones's squadron bearing down upon +them, they ran in under the lee of the shore, and, protected by two +British frigates which immediately got in between them and their foe, +made off down the coast at their best speed. These English frigates were +the _Serapis_, a brand-new ship of forty-four guns, and the _Countess of +Scarborough_, twenty guns. + +[Illustration: FIGHT BETWEEN THE SERAPIS AND THE BON HOMME RICHARD] + +The afternoon sun was well down in the heavens by this time. In the far +distance, her sails glinting white and rosy in the path of the sun, and +constantly growing smaller, was the fleeing _Alliance_. And not far +behind her, in pursuit, sped the little _Vengeance_, whose captain Paul +Jones had told to try to persuade the half-mad Landais to return to his +duty. + +This turn of affairs left two ships facing each other on each side. +Commodore Jones ordered Captain Cottineau, of the _Pallas_, to look +after the _Countess of Scarborough_, while he himself took care of the +_Serapis_. He never lost his head; with that "cool, determined bravery," +of which Benjamin Franklin spoke, and with "that presence of mind which +never deserted him," recorded by Fanning, he made up his mind to make +the best of a seemingly hopeless situation, and engage an enemy ship +which he knew to be the superior of his own in almost every respect. + +He now crowded on all possible sail, until the _Bon Homme Richard_ had +come within pistol shot of the _Serapis_. It was then seven o'clock and +the moon was just rising in a clear blue sky. Off some distance, the +_Countess_ had begun to run away, and the little _Pallas_ was making +after her fiercely. Paul Jones was thus left practically alone to meet +his big antagonist of the bristling guns and well-trained, +perfectly-disciplined crew. + +As the _Bon Homme Richard_ approached him, Captain Pearson, of the +_Serapis_, hailed; but there was no reply. "I don't like this fellow's +looks, for all he is apparently less powerful than ourselves," observed +the British commander to his first officer. Uneasily he used his +night-glass again. "I wonder if it can be the blood-thirsty pirate, Paul +Jones," he added a moment later. Then he ordered his sailing-master to +hail again. + +"This is His Majesty's ship _Serapis_, forty-four guns. What ship is +that?" + +Still no answer. + +Once more the hail came over the water, sharper, more peremptorily. +"This is His Maj----" + +By this time Paul Jones had the _Bon Homme Richard_ where he wanted her; +he gave a low signal to Richard Dale, who commanded the _Richard's_ +gun-deck, and Lieutenant Dale cried, "Blow your matches, boys!" At his +words the gunners touched a tiny flame to the touch-hole of each big gun +on the port side, and a heavy broadside was poured into the enemy ship. + +But the British captain was not far behind. Before the echoes had died +out his own guns spat fire with a roar, and great clouds of smoke +drifted up and began to envelope the combatants. Following this the +discharges came fast and furious, both the American and British crews +working their guns with the utmost vigor. + +From the beginning the fight seemed to go against the _Bon Homme +Richard_. There was hardly any stage of the three and a half hours' +desperate combat at which Paul Jones would not have been excused in +lowering his flag--had he not been the prodigious fighter he was. Hardly +had the battle well begun when two of the rust-pitted old 18-pounders +exploded, killing the men working them and rendering the whole battery +useless for the rest of the action. + +Perceiving this, and anxious to take advantage of the loss of defense on +the lower gun-deck resulting, Captain Pearson attempted again to pass +the bow of the _Richard_ and rake her. On the other hand, Commodore +Jones's whole effort was to close with the enemy and board him, for he +knew now that it was only a question of time, if he did not succeed, +before his old shell of a vessel would be sunk. + +After the broadsiding had continued with unremitting fury for almost an +hour, Captain Pearson made another effort to get across the _Richard's_ +bow. But he miscalculated, and the two vessels were brought so close +together that the _Richard_ ran into her enemy's weather quarter. Paul +Jones was quick to make his first attempt to board, but the ships swung +apart before the operation could be completed, and those who had reached +the _Serapis's_ rail had to leap back to save themselves from capture. + +The _Bon Homme Richard_ was now in a sad condition. Little of her +starboard battery was left, and of the 140 odd officers and men +stationed at the main gun-deck battery at the beginning, over eighty had +been killed or wounded. Numerous holes low in the hull, made by the big +balls of the _Serapis's_ 18-pound guns, were letting in water at an +alarming rate. Time and time again did the ship's carpenter and his mate +stop these up, only to have new holes splinter through with a sickening +sound. + +It is no wonder that Captain Pearson, knowing his enemy was in great +distress, thought that, when the crew of the other ship had failed to +board him, Commodore Jones would be ready to surrender. + +"Has your ship struck?" he called through his trumpet. + +And then Paul Jones made his famous reply: + +"I have not yet begun to fight!" + +After the ships had swung apart they continued to fire broadsides into +each other. With the starboard battery of the _Richard_ practically out +of commission, however, it is easy to see that she worked at a great +disadvantage in this sort of dueling. Had not a lucky wind favored her +at this stage, it is likely she could not have floated much longer. +This enabled her to blanket her enemy, which compelled the _Serapis_ to +lose all headway. By more adroit handling of his vessel, waterlogged +though she was, Paul Jones once more brought the ships alongside, bow to +bow and stern to stern. + +"Now, my fine fellows, lash us together!" cried the commodore; and with +his own hands he helped his men to do the job, while the muskets of the +British sailors rattled a storm of lead among them. + +At this critical time, when Paul Jones was bending every nerve to +grapple with the _Serapis_, the renegade _Alliance_ suddenly made her +appearance. The hearts of the gallant commander and his brave lads beat +gladly at this sight. "Now," thought they, "Landais has come back to +help us!" + +Judge of their dismay when, as soon as he could get within range, the +mad French captain turned his broadsides not into the British frigate +but into the already sorely-afflicted _Bon Homme Richard_! She staggered +under the fresh onslaught, the vicious bite of him who should have given +aid. The American sailors cursed the treacherous Landais, and shook +their fists at him. If they could have caught him they would have rended +him limb from limb, so violent was their rage. In the midst of the +maledictions, the culprit turned about and made away again, with the +strange fickleness of purpose that had all along characterised his +movements. + +As soon as the _Serapis_ and the _Richard_ were well lashed together, +Paul Jones drew practically all his crew from below to the upper deck +and the tops, leaving only a small force to man the three small pieces +on the quarter-deck. From this upper position they now commenced +sweeping the decks of the enemy with their muskets. The crew of the +_Serapis_, on the other hand, were forced to take refuge on their lower +decks, from which point they continued to fire their great guns into the +already riddled hull and lower decks of the _Richard_. + +Several times Captain Pearson made desperate attempts to cut the +lashings loose, but at each of these efforts the fire of the American +ship's muskets was so accurate and withering that British seamen fell +one upon another. Not a single British Jack reached the coveted goal, +if we may except one bold fellow who was just opening his heavy +Sheffield knife to sever the key-rope when an unerring bullet from the +watchful Wannashego cut short his life. In another instance, the young +Indian saw a British sailor drawing a bead on Paul Jones, who stood all +unconscious of his peril. There was a report--but it was the report of +Wannashego's reliable gun instead, and the British marine tumbled from +the rigging where he was concealed. + +Soon all the officers of the French marines had been killed or wounded, +and Paul Jones was forced to take charge of them. His voice cheered them +on in their own tongue; he exhorted them to take good aim, and when he +saw a fellow firing ineffectively, he would often take his musket from +his hand and show him, by coolly bringing down one of the foe, how he +should manipulate it. In fact, toward the last the commodore stood on +the quarter-deck rail by the main topmast backstay, and as he gave +orders and encouragement, received loaded muskets from his marines, and +fired them with deadly precision. His indomitable spirit penetrated +every quaking soul, infusing it with new hope and new courage. As one +French sailor said afterward: "Everyone who saw his example or heard his +voice became as much a hero as Paul Jones himself." + +By this time both vessels were on fire in several places. Half the men +on both ships had been killed or disabled. The leaks in the _Richard's_ +hold had multiplied, she was much deeper in the sea; while the mainmast +of the _Serapis_ hung in splinters and threatened to go by the board at +any moment. + +Now, to the surprise of everybody, the cowardly Landais, with the +_Alliance_, once more put in an appearance. This time he fired several +broadsides into both combatants, seeming to take as much delight in +hitting one as the other. As before, the man who surely could not have +been sane, put his helm over and sailed away--very luckily for the last +time. + +While he was making off, a gunner on the _Richard_, thinking the ship +was sinking, called loudly for quarter. No sooner were the words out of +his mouth than Paul Jones sprang forward and felled him with the butt +end of his pistol. + +"Do you want quarter?" called Captain Pearson. + +"No," roared Paul Jones; "you are the one to ask that!" And he purposely +sent a pistol shot whistling close to the British captain's ears. + +As if to make matters worse at this trying moment, the master-at-arms on +the _Richard_, also thinking the ship sinking, opened the hatches and +released nearly two hundred British prisoners, taken from prizes, who +began to swarm on deck in the greatest confusion! + +It was a moment to try the resourcefulness of the quickest intellect. +Paul Jones hesitated just a moment, then he thundered at the prisoners +to man the pumps or he would fill them full of lead. They obeyed like +dumb-driven sheep. As the water in the hold of the sinking ship began to +pour over her bulwarks into the sea again, the men on the _Richard_ +resumed the battle with new vigor. + +Paul Jones had given orders to drop hand-grenades from the rigging down +into the hold of the _Serapis_, through her main hatchway, which was +open. By this same means the enemy had been set afire at various times +before. Now, at an opportune moment, a hand-grenade fell among a pile +of cartridges strung out on the deck of the _Serapis_. A terrific +explosion occurred, killing many of her men. + +It was an opportunity too good to let go. With a shout, the dashing John +Mayrant, cleared the bulwarks of the enemy ship at the head of a yelling +throng of Americans and French, and the next moment a terrific +hand-to-hand struggle with cutlass and pistol was being waged. + +[Illustration: BOARDING THE SERAPIS + +_From a rare print_] + +Seeing his men falling back, Captain Pearson knew that he was a defeated +man, and struck his colors to save those of his crew still alive. + +The capture of the British frigate came none too soon, for the old +shot-torn _Bon Homme Richard_ was settling fast. By the combined efforts +of crew and prisoners, the fire in both ships was extinguished. Then all +bent their efforts to removing the wounded and prisoners from the +_Richard_ to the _Serapis_, together with ammunition and other +valuables. + +All the rest of that night the heroic old craft kept afloat, with the +Stars-and-Stripes--the same flag the Colonial maids of Portsmouth had +given Paul Jones upon his departure in the _Ranger_--flying proudly at +her peak. Then, as if waiting for daylight to illuminate her last action +before man, she slowly sank just as the sun came up across the waters in +the east. The very last vestige anybody saw of her was her flag, still +flying--unstruck! + + * * * * * + +When, two years later, Paul Jones returned to America, he met Miss Mary +Langdon, who had been one of the girls to make this ensign. "I wished +above all things to bring this flag to America," said he; "but, Miss +Mary, I could not bear to strip the old ship in her last agony, nor +could I deny to my dead on her decks, who had given their lives to keep +it flying, the glory of taking it with them." + +"You have done exactly right, commodore," exclaimed she. "That flag is +just where we all wish it to be--flying at the bottom of the sea over +the only ship that ever went down in victory!" + + + + +XIV + +DIPLOMACY AND SOCIETY + + +The desperate battle fought in the bright moonlight was witnessed by +many persons in Scarborough and on the Flamborough Head. These English +people immediately spread the alarming tidings throughout the enemy +country by lighting immense signal fires on the cliffs. Although it was +not definitely known what ship had taken the formidable _Serapis_, +nearly everybody rightly guessed that it had been captained by the +"terrible Paul Jones." The British along the sea coast all the way from +Cape Clear to Hull were in a great fright, and for days to come looked +for the appearance of the "blood-thirsty buccaneer" in their particular +locality. + +With his two new prizes--for the _Pallas_ had succeeded in capturing the +_Countess of Scarborough_ after a short engagement--the commodore now +set off for The Texel, where he arrived October 3. He was none too soon +in getting into port, either. Very shortly after his arrival an English +squadron, consisting of sixty-four ships-of-the-line and three heavy +frigates, which had been looking for him, hove into view. + +The scape-goat Landais, with the _Alliance_, was already in The Texel +when the American-French squadron arrived. Paul Jones at once took steps +for the care of the wounded and prisoners, and then sent special +messengers to Dr. Franklin with news of the great victory and a report +of Landais's scandalous behavior, demanding that he be court-martialed. + +An important problem now to be solved was how to induce the Dutch +authorities to allow Paul Jones and his battered ships to remain long +enough in a neutral port to make necessary repairs to carry them to +France. Indeed, Sir Joseph Yorke, British minister in Holland, lost no +time in demanding that the Dutch government turn over to England "the +pirate and criminal, Paul Jones, and every ship under his command." An +enormous amount of correspondence then passed between the diplomats of +the three countries concerned; conferences were held; even Paul Jones +himself took a most active hand in presenting his arguments in favor of +the step he had taken. The people of Holland were secretly in sympathy +with the revolting colonies; but the wealthy Dutch ship-owners were +gaining a rich harvest from the commerce with England at this time, and +they made their weighty power felt in settling the question. These men +thought the ships should be held by Holland until after the war. +However, the other contingent argued them down, and the States-General +at last sent England the verdict of his country, which was to the effect +that Holland would _not_ deliver over the vessels to England, but would +insist that they depart from Holland waters at the first favorable +weather. + +In the meantime, kind-hearted Dutch maids thronged the decks of the +_Serapis_, _Alliance_, _Pallas_ and _Scarborough_. They brought with +them gifts of food and clothing for the strong and healthy, as well as +an abundance of delicacies for the sick and wounded. More than one +rosy-cheeked, fair-haired girl acted as nurse, and it is no wonder that +under such jolly, tender care the ailing ones made rapid improvement. + +As he watched his ships nearing the finish of their repairs, Paul +Jones's heart became more anxious, and often he looked seaward where the +British ships were grimly patrolling to prevent his escape when the +Dutch authorities should order him out at the first favorable wind. He +hoped intensely that this sort of wind would not come before he had +everything aboard in readiness and his plans for evading the enemy well +formed. + +On the 13th of December the French minister of marine, De Sartine, +demanded that he should fly the French flag, which naturally commanded +greater respect from Holland than the American ensign. In vain he +expostulated to this gentleman and to Dr. Franklin, his friend in Paris; +the latter stated he thought it the best thing to do. Therefore, Paul +Jones made the change, but with great reluctance. It grieved him deeply +to see the flag of another country, other than that under which the +_Serapis_ had had to bow down to, fluttering at her masthead. + +Close upon the heels of this disappointment came another to tear the +heartstrings of the irritated Scotchman. This was an order for him to +relinquish supervision of all his ships except the _Alliance_, which he +was to command as an ordinary captain. The _Serapis_ he must turn over +to Captain Cottineau, who, it was said, would look after the fortunes of +this vessel, as well as the _Pallas_ and the _Vengeance_ and the +_Scarborough_, in the future. Commodore Jones sent vehement +protestations at this humiliating change to the French government and +the American commissioners, but in vain; no other arrangement could well +be made, wrote Dr. Franklin. So our hero bowed in submission, although +when he went aboard the _Alliance_ as her captain he defiantly pulled +down the French flag at her peak and ran up the Stars-and-Stripes. + +The incessant jangling and wrangling with the diplomats of three +countries in addition to his own, had made Paul Jones very sore at +heart. Therefore, he was very glad when, on Christmas Day, 1779, the +weather underwent a change which promised him a chance to get away from +The Texel. That morning he awoke to find such a gale blowing that most +of the patrolling English frigates were driven off the coast. All that +day and the next it howled so furiously that he dared not venture to +steal out himself; but early on the morning of the 27th he made a dash +in the _Alliance_, boldly shaping his course for the Straits of Dover. + +As daring as ever, he sailed down the English Channel, passing close to +the Channel Fleet of the enemy. They gave chase, but he outmaneuvred +them, and finally put in at Corunna, Spain, for repairs. On February 10, +1780, he sailed into L'Orient. + +The following year was passed mainly in France, where Paul Jones applied +himself energetically to trying to collect prize money for his men and +himself, and trying to secure an important command. He wrote rather more +than his usual large number of letters,--to Franklin, the Duchesse De +Chartres, Robert Morris, Arthur Lee, Dr. Bancroft, and many others,--in +an endeavor to carry out some of his pet plans for the betterment of war +operations. In spite of his hard efforts to collect this prize money, +there were many annoying delays caused by technicalities, and his crew +as a whole grew impatient and rebellious. This feeling was increased +when the traitor, Landais, suddenly appeared among them, and abetted by +Arthur Lee, stirred up the men with many lies. + +Wannashego carried this state of affairs to Paul Jones as soon as he +became convinced of the peril of the situation, but even while he was in +quest of his friend, Landais and Lee went aboard and took possession of +the ship. When, on his arrival, Paul Jones found what had transpired he +was so angry that he could hardly contain himself. He came very near to +shooting both the conspirators; but as usual when in a temper he calmed +down with surprising quickness, and departed. The next day the +_Alliance_, under the command of Landais, sailed for America, with Lee +aboard. Paul Jones made no effort to prevent it. "Let them go," he said +to Wannashego; "I am well rid of such a pair of precious scoundrels. As +for the ship, she is not worth fighting over." + +So Landais sailed away with the _Alliance_, but to his own +ruin--something the astute Scotchman had foreseen. On the voyage +Landais's eccentricity caused his friend Lee to put him under arrest, +and on arrival in America a court of inquiry found him unfit for +command, and he never burdened the service again. + +Paul Jones had arrived in Paris this time in a blaze of fame. He was +lionized by society, congratulated by royalty, was the idol of women +high and low. He was bidden by the Duc and Duchesse De Chartres to be +their guest at the Palais Royal, and occupied one of the splendid +apartments of that historic dwelling during his stay in Paris. As soon +as the Duchesse had received the commodore's letter acquainting her with +his victory over the _Serapis_--in these words: "The enemy surrendered +at thirty-five minutes past 10:00 p. m. by your watch, which I consult +only to fix the moment of victory"--she prepared to give a great ball in +his honor. + +And now that Paul Jones was present in person, the charming Duchesse +could not seem to do enough to attest her regard for him. She gave a +wonderful banquet, with him as the chief guest. As the evening waned he +asked her if she remembered his promise to lay an English frigate at her +dainty feet. On hearing her assent, he turned to an attendant, who had +been holding the sword surrendered by Captain Pearson, and taking this +he dropped gracefully on one knee and presented it to the beautiful +Duchesse with these words: "While I am unable to lay so large a thing as +a frigate at the feet of your Royal Highness, I nevertheless am able to +surrender to the loveliest of women the sword surrendered by one of the +bravest of men on such a frigate." + +Of course the petite Aimée De Telusson was present at this meeting, and +to her, as usual, Paul Jones gallantly paid the most marked attention. +His gayety was contagious. His wit was the wonder of all those +assembled. With one and all he was a favorite, this son of a poor Scotch +gardener. + + + + +XV + +AND THE LAST + + +For some time Benjamin Franklin, knowing the need of supplies for +Washington's army, had been soliciting Paul Jones to take command of the +_Ariel_ and transport such goods from France to America. But the Scotch +commodore, dissatisfied with the humbleness of a command on such a small +sloop, had held off stubbornly, hoping that in the meantime a ship of +greater caliber and importance would be presented to him. Honors +bestowed upon him by the King of France, wherein he had been presented +with the Royal Order of Military Merit and a beautiful gold sword, +seemed to have increased his native unbounded ambitions and to have +almost spoiled him for anything but the most exalted of offices. + +But on October 8, 1780, he finally sailed away in the _Ariel_, having a +goodly number of his old crew with him, including his valiant young +Indian friend Wannashego, who was now eager to see his home country and +people, from whom he had been away just one month short of three years. +The young Narragansett's muscles were like steel bands now, and not a +member of the _Ariel's_ crew could throw him. This had been amply +attested in the wrestling bouts which took place on the eve of the +ship's departure from L'Orient, when Commodore Jones had given an +elaborate farewell party. On this occasion the little _Ariel_ had been +bewitchingly decorated from stern to bow, the finest people of France +had been in attendance, and a wonderful mimic sham battle had been +shown, a replica of that terrible fight between the _Bon Homme Richard_ +and the _Serapis_. + +The little _Ariel_ arrived in Philadelphia the 18th of February, 1781, +and there her commander took affectionate leave of Wannashego. For five +years the young Narragansett Indian had fought at Paul Jones's side, +never once flinching, and therefore he seemed more like a younger +brother than a friend. At this time the Scotchman himself was +thirty-three years old. + +Upon his arrival the commodore called on many of his friends, and then +proposed having an investigation of the doings of his enemy, Arthur Lee. +But his friends dissuaded him from this. With the whole country ringing +his praises, as had been the case when he left France, it was easy for +him to forgive his enemies. Congress passed resolutions in which they +complimented him for his victories and service to the States, and a most +appreciative letter was written him by the great George Washington +himself. + +It now seemed to Paul Jones a favorable time to improve his rank--an +object he never lost sight of!--and on May 28 he sent a memorial to +Congress reiterating his claims to stand above the captains who had been +unjustly put ahead of him. He failed, probably on account of the +political influence of the aforesaid captains; but he was rewarded with +the command of the _America_, a fine new 74-gun ship-of-the-line then +building at Portsmouth. He at once went to Portsmouth, and worked for +weeks getting her ready for sea--only to have her turned over to the +King of France! + +With undaunted energy he now attempted to get hold of the _South +Carolina_, formerly the _Indien_. But the plan failed, and he remained +without a vessel. Unable to rest, although his health had for some time +been failing, he was given consent to go off with the French fleet under +Marquis De Vaudreuil, "in pursuit of military marine knowledge," as he +termed his object. Then, in the summer of 1783, came an attack of fever. +On his recovery, he was appointed by Congress as agent to collect all +moneys due from the sale of prizes taken in European waters under his +command. In this work he showed unusual business tact and ability. + +When the war closed, he began a profitable business in illuminating +oils, and continued his activities in securing prize money until all +accounts had been settled. Then Paul Jones set off for Copenhagen to +collect indemnity from the Danish government for the prizes the mad +Landais had delivered to Bergen, and which that country had turned over +to England before the declaration of hostilities between the two. He +arrived in January, 1788, and was magnificently entertained by the +court, being given a pension of 1500 crowns a year "for respect shown +to the Danish flag" while he commanded in the European seas. The +negotiations for indemnity were suspended and transferred, with his +agreement, to Paris. + +When Paul Jones was in Paris, the Russian ambassador to France made a +proposition to him, through Mr. Jefferson, to take a position in the +Russian navy. Russia was then at war with Turkey, and the clever Simolin +so impressed the Scotch captain with the great deeds he might do for +the benefit of the Russian empire and the distress of the Turks, that +he at once began to maneuver for the highest command possible. He +demurred at the rank of captain-commandant, a rank equal to that of +brigadier-general in the present United States army--and maintained that +nothing less than that of rear-admiral was fitting. This was allowed. + +Our hero left Copenhagen on his ill-fated Russian mission, April 11, and +made a flying and perilous trip to St. Petersburg. The Baltic was filled +with ice blocks, but at the muzzle of his pistols the intrepid Scotchman +forced two frightened and unwilling boatmen to row him across the +turbulent stream. On April 23 he was presented to the Empress, and she +conferred upon him the coveted rank of rear-admiral, to the profound +disgust of many of the English officers in the service of Russia, who +looked upon the newcomer as a red-handed and infamous pirate. + +With many a jealous eye on him, Paul Jones departed from St. Petersburg +on May 7, to take command of the Russian squadron in the Black Sea. But +even while he was leaving envy and hate behind him, he was going forward +into feeling even more bitter. His fortune put him in co-command with an +arrogant adventurer, the Prince of Nassau, who at once became extremely +jealous of the American. Nassau advised him to allow Prince Potemkin, in +charge of the fleet, to take the credit for any success which might +result from an engagement, and to hold his tongue--two things which Paul +Jones's nature would not allow him to do. + +It is not advisable to enter into the details of this campaign, but +enough may be given to explain some of the difficulties the man from +across the sea encountered. Following some unimportant engagements, +Captain Pacha, whose fleet lay before Oczakow, protecting that +Turk-infested town from the Russian ships, attempted to attack the +Russian fleet. But one of his ships ran aground, and the others anchored +in much confusion. Paul Jones then made such a fierce attack that the +Turkish ships cut anchor and fled, with him in pursuit. He signaled +Nassau to join him, but the latter paid no attention, and continued to +fire inhumanely into two others of the enemy which were aground and +ablaze. Paul Jones then continued on after the fleeing Turkish ships, +many of which he captured or ran aground. Later on, the cowardly Nassau +came up and proceeded to rake the helpless enemy fore and aft, killing +most of their crews while they pleaded for quarter. + +Paul Jones was so disgusted and incensed at this conduct that he +publicly upbraided Prince Nassau, gaining his further ill-will, and +bringing down upon his head a rebuke from the crafty Prince Potemkin. To +add to his anger, when the Empress made her awards of bravery for this +battle, Nassau received the warmest praise and a valuable estate, +while Paul received only the mediocre award of the Order of St. Anne. + +A little later the despotic Potemkin had made up his mind that he could +not get along with the independent and fiery American seaman, and +secured an order which sent him into the northern seas. This was +practically a dismissal for Paul Jones, who returned to St. Petersburg +in virtual disgrace. By this time, too, Empress Catherine had had her +ears so filled with the lies of his enemies, who seemed to take delight +in besmirching his character and causing him every annoyance possible, +even to the extent of intercepting his mail, that she was sincerely +anxious to get rid of the man whom she had only a little while before +admired so greatly. She did not dare to do this openly, however, owing +to his powerful influence in France, which she feared; so promised him +an important command in the Baltic seas, a command which she secretly +made up her mind should never come his way. + +Patiently Paul Jones waited in his humble lodgings in St. Petersburg for +this commission. Days rolled by. Weeks rolled by. Months began to +multiply. While he waited, he was falsely accused, in March, 1789, of +an atrocious crime, and forbidden to approach the palace of the Empress. +But for the French ambassador, M. De Ségur, who had a strong influence +with the Empress, and who proved that Paul Jones was the victim of a +plot, it is hard to tell how he would have come out of this difficulty. +As it was, Catherine once more received him graciously, with profuse +apologies. + +But Paul Jones's health, largely owing to the indignities heaped upon +him in Russia, was now fast failing; he asked for two years' leave of +absence, and it was granted. His services to that country were +considerable, yet they have never to this day been recognized. As an +instance of the ridiculous reports circulated about him, we will state +that he was said to have murdered his nephew--a person who had never +existed! Can we wonder that the sensitive soul of this brave man was +shattered after his harrowing experiences? Can we wonder that his +iron-clad constitution, which should have held life in him not less than +four-score years, began to go to pieces when he was still a young man? + +On August 18, 1789, Paul Jones left St. Petersburg, never to return, and +never again to fight a battle for any nation. He was only forty-two +years old, but though still brave in spirit, so undermined in physical +strength that he remained in Paris and became a spectator rather than an +actor in the great French Revolution, then taking place. + +Acquainted with men of all nationalities and in the highest and most +influential positions, Paul Jones, now that he could do little else, +settled down to entertaining his friends and being entertained himself. +Always he seemed happiest when with the charming Aimée De Telusson, who +to the very end of his last hours remained ever with him, a faithful and +devoted nurse. Had he continued to live in health and strength there is +little doubt but that he would have taken this beautiful, unselfish, and +loving girl, the daughter of a king, to be his wife, for of all his many +warm women friends, with her he was ever the most tender and +considerate. + +A stranger to illness, a conqueror of troubles which had seemed far more +formidable to him, Paul Jones never doubted his recovery. Even when the +doctors shook their heads and said his left lung was entirely gone and +the other affected, he smiled and did not give up. His wonderful Scotch +constitution held out amazingly. A number of times it looked as if he +would win his battle with Death, for he would rise from his bed and seem +his old energetic self again. + +But gradually his strength was sapped. On the afternoon of the 18th of +July, 1792, when forty-five years old, he consigned himself to the +inevitable, and, assisted by Gouverneur Morris, drew up his will. A few +hours afterward, while he lay in bed, his great spirit quietly departed. + +[Illustration: PAUL JONES'S LAST BURIAL + +_Midshipman escorting the casket to its final resting place, in +Annapolis, April 24th, 1906_] + +In 1905, the American Embassy in Paris exhumed the body of America's +glorious hero, after it had lain hidden for one hundred and thirteen +years in the abandoned Cemetery of St. Louis. Under escort of one of our +finest naval squadrons the body was brought to the United States and +buried with much ceremony in Arlington, the National Cemetery at +Washington. + + * * * * * + +_FAMOUS AMERICANS FOR YOUNG READERS_ + + +_Titles Ready_ + + GEORGE WASHINGTON By Joseph Walker + JOHN PAUL JONES By C. C. Fraser + THOMAS JEFFERSON By Gene Stone + ABRAHAM LINCOLN By J. Walker McSpadden + BENJAMIN FRANKLIN By Clare Tree Major + DAVID CROCKETT By Jane Corby + ROBERT FULTON By I. N. McFee + THOMAS A. EDISON By I. N. McFee + HARRIET B. STOWE By R. B. MacArthur + MARY LYON By H. O. Stengel + + _Other Titles in Preparation_ + +*** END OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 42864 *** |
