christy had assured himself that the father of the beautiful young lady was a loyal citizen, and then he pointed out to her in what manner they might reach their home, which was at newburgh on the hudson. mr. pembroke was not a wealthy man, though he had the means of supporting what was left of his family comfortably. but christy had to ask to be excused, as the bronx was but a short distance from the havana.
he directed mr. amblen to stop her, so as to permit the gunboat to come alongside of her. as the bronx came within hailing distance of the steamer towing the schooners, a hearty cheer burst from the crew on the forecastle of the former, for the prizes alongside of the havana indicated the success of the expedition. the sea was smooth, and the naval steamer came alongside of the port schooner, and christy, who had put 313 himself in position to do so as soon as he understood her intention, sprang lightly on board of her.
captain blowitt was on the quarter deck, and the commander of the expedition hastened into his presence. of course christy could not help realizing that he had been successful, however the circumstances had aided him, and he felt sure of his welcome.
the commander of the bronx was a man that weighed two hundred pounds, and his fat cheeks were immediately distended with laughter as soon as he saw his executive officer hastening towards him. he almost doubled himself up in his mirth as he looked into the young man's sober face, for christy was struggling to appear as dignified as the importance of the occasion seemed to require of him. but the commander restrained himself as much as he could, and extended his hand to the first lieutenant, which the young man accepted, and received a pressure that was almost enough to crush his feebler paw. in spite of himself, he could not help laughing in sympathy with his superior.
"i am sorry you did not bring it all off with you, mr. passford," said captain blowitt, as soon 314 as he was able to speak, for his risibles seemed to have obtained complete control of him.
"i have brought it all off with me, captain," replied christy, though he had not yet got at the point of the joke, and spoke at a venture.
"what, the whole state of florida!" exclaimed the commander.
"no, sir; i did not bring it all off with me, for i did not think it would be quite safe to do this, for it might set the gulf stream to running in a new course, and derange navigation by making all our charts useless," replied christy, smoothing down the muscles of his face so that he looked as sober as before.
"i thought from the appearance that you had brought it all off," added captain blowitt. "did i instruct you to bring it off?"
"no, sir; you were considerate enough to say that you did not expect me to capture the whole state, and therefore i have not done it."
"but we heard heavy guns this morning," continued the commander, putting on his sober face, for he could be as serious as a judge, though his adipose structure compelled him to be a great joker at suitable times. "you had no boat guns."
315 "no, sir; but we picked up four twelve-pounder field pieces, which you see, two of them on carriages, on the forecastle of that steamer. we found the garrison asleep, and we carried off the four guns with which the battery was mounted. we put them on the seahorse key, and went into the bay to see what was there, sir. we found two schooners, and on the way we took the steamer. when we were hauling out the two schooners, the garrison woke up, and attempted to drive us off with musketry. we beat them off and sunk two boats with the field pieces. this is my report in brief."
"and a very good report it is, mr. passford. i did not expect you to do anything more than bring off full information in regard to the situation at the port," added captain blowitt.
"but you ordered me to do anything i could to prepare the way for a visit from the bronx," suggested christy.
"and you have prepared the way by bringing off everything at the port, so that there is nothing for the bronx to do there," said the commander with a smile.
"when i found that the garrison were all asleep, 316 i thought it was my duty not to lose the opportunity that was thus presented to me. everything was in our favor, and i was led to do one thing after another till there was nothing more to do. i found that captain lonley, the worthy gentleman who had made prisoners of mr. flint and myself on santa rosa island, was in command of the steamer. he was not glad to see me; and from him i learned that the havana, which is her name, belonged to my uncle homer; and so did the schooners."
"then your uncle has a heavy charge against you, for you have now taken four of his vessels."
"possibly the confederate government is behind him in this operation. i don't know; but i am sure that the loss of every dollar he has in the world would not change his views in regard to the justice of his cause. but, captain blowitt, there are on board of the havana a gentleman and his daughter, who reside in newburgh. he is an invalid and a loyal citizen," continued christy, as he happened to see miss pembroke on the quarter deck of the steamer.
"they wish to go home, i suppose, and there will soon be an opportunity for them to do so," 317 replied the captain, as he went with his lieutenant to take a look at the prizes.
he gave particular attention to the havana, which it was said had been built to run between cedar keys and the port for which she had been named, in connection with the railroad. she appeared to be a good vessel of about four hundred tons, which was as large as the navigation of the channel to the port would permit. she was not fit for war purposes in her present condition, and captain blowitt decided to send her to new york. most of the hands on board of the three prizes were negroes, who were too happy to go to the north.
"sail, ho!" shouted the lookout on board of the bronx, while the commander was still discussing his plans with christy.
"where away?" demanded the captain.
"coming down from the northwest," reported a quartermaster.
captain blowitt hastened on board of the bronx, for it did not yet appear whether the vessel was a friend or an enemy. she was a steamer, and she left a thin streak of black smoke in the sky, which indicated that her coal came from british territory.
318 the havana and the schooners were left in charge of mr. amblen, after the prisoners had been properly disposed of in safe places. mr. spinnet, the second assistant engineer, was sent on board of her, for the commander had not full confidence in dolly, though he permitted him to remain as assistant. the boats used by the expedition were hoisted up to the davits, and the first and second lieutenants were ordered to return to the bronx, and only six seamen were left on board to guard the prisoners, of whom lonley was the only dangerous one, at all likely to make trouble.
the bronx steamed off at her best speed in the direction of the approaching steamer, which appeared to be fast, and to be of that peculiarly rakish class of vessels of which there were so many engaged in the business of blockade running. she was examined by the officers with their glasses; but they were unable to make her out. her ensign was set on a stern pole; but they could not see whether it was the american or the confederate flag.
"what do you make of her, mr. passford?" asked the captain, as they watched her advance over the smooth sea.
319 "she is or has been a blockade runner, and that is all i can make out of her," replied christy.
"she may have run the blockade, fitted in mobile or some other port as a cruiser, and come out to do what mischief she can. we may have to fight for our prizes, but the splinters will fly before she gets them away from us," said captain blowitt, who watched the steamer with an anxious look on his face, resolute as he was in the discharge of his duty. "she is considerably larger than the bronx."
"as i make her out, she looks something like the ocklockonee and the escambia, which we sent to new york, though they had but one smokestack each while this one has two. they were about five hundred tons; and i should think this vessel was of very nearly the same size," added christy.
"flies the american flag, sir," reported a quartermaster who had been sent into the main rigging to observe her.
"that may be a trick," said the captain, "though i hardly think it is, for she is larger than the bronx, and need not resort to tricks."
a little later, she began to hoist her signals on 320 the foremast where they could be plainly seen. mr. flint made them out to the effect that the steamer had orders for the bronx. this settled the question, and there was no more anxiety in regard to her, and there was to be no sea fight for the possession of the prizes.
in less than half an hour the two steamers were within hailing distance of each other, and the stranger sent off a boat with an officer as soon as both vessels had stopped their screws and lost their headway. as christy watched the approaching boat, he recognized the chief engineer of the bellevite in the stern sheets. it was paul vapoor, his old friend and crony, who waved his cap as soon as he discovered the first lieutenant. the boat came to the side, and paul mounted the accommodation ladder. he was a demonstrative young man, and he embraced christy as though he had been a frenchman, as soon as he reached the deck. he touched his cap to captain blowitt, and then delivered several huge envelopes to him, and also a despatch bag.
"bearer of despatches, sir," said the chief engineer of the bellevite.
"i see you are, mr. vapoor. if you will make 321 yourself at home on board of the bronx, i will read these papers in my cabin," said the captain, as he went below.
"i think mr. passford and i shall not waste any time while you are engaged, captain," replied mr. vapoor.
certain personal and social matters had to be spoken of, and paul had to ask about florry passford first, and christy's father and mother afterwards, though there was no news to tell.
"what are those vessels off there, christy?" asked paul, pointing to the havana and the schooners.
"they are our prizes," replied the first lieutenant.
"did you have to fight for them?"
"a little, not much. what steamer is that in which you came, paul?"
"our prize," replied paul, with a smile as though he knew more than he was permitted to tell. "we had an awful fight to get her; but we got her all the same. poor mr. dashington was badly wounded, and he may not get over it."
"i am sorry to hear that. where was the fight?" asked christy.
322 "about a hundred miles off the entrance to mobile bay. we were sent to look out for her on account of our speed. she came out, and seemed to think she was going to have her own way. we overhauled her, and captured her by boarding."
"captain blowitt wishes to see lieutenant passford and mr. vapoor in his cabin," said dave, coming up to them at this moment; and both of them hastened to obey the summons.
"take seats, gentlemen," said the commander, as he pointed to chairs at the table at which he was seated. "i am ordered back to the bellevite as first lieutenant, for poor dashington has been seriously wounded. mr. passford is ordered to new york in the vixen, which brings these despatches, for she must be condemned. mr. flint is ordered to the temporary command of the bronx, though i am unable to understand why it is made temporary. you are to convoy several vessels at key west in the vixen, which is fully armed, and has a sufficient crew."
christy was never more astonished in all his life.
