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us long to come up with them.
We fired the usual gun as we approached, and as there was no occasion for
ruse, we showed them our own flag.
They saw in a moment that their fate was sealed, and did not attempt to stir, but hoisted the
United States colors, and patiently waited to be taken possession of. The first we came up with, was the bark
Lafayette, of New Bedford.
There were no papers to be examined—the mate, in the absence of the captain, having thrown them overboard, as we approached—and we gave her a short shrift.
She was burning brightly, in less than an hour.
We now ranged up alongside of the other, which proved to be the hermaphrodite brig,
Kate Cory, of
Westport.
Instead of burning the
Cory, I took her in tow, and stood back to the anchorage with her, it being my intention to convert her into a cartel, and dispatch her to the
United States, with my prisoners, who were now quite as numerous as my crew, there being 110 of them.
By seven P. M., we had again anchored in our old berth; the burning ship outside lighting us into the roadstead, and throwing a bright glare over much of the island.
A number of ships that passed
Fernando de Noronha that night, must have been astonished at this illumination of the lonely mile-post.
The sea was smooth, and the ship was still burning, the next morning, though by this time she had drifted so far, that there was nothing visible except a column of smoke.
I afterward changed my determination of converting the
Cory into a cartel.
A small Brazilian schooner having come into the anchorage, offered to take all my prisoners to
Pernambuco, if I would provision them, and give her, besides, a few barrels of pork and flour for her trouble.
This I at once consented to do, and the
Governor having no objection, the arrangement was forthwith made.
I was thus enabled to burn the
Gory, and to put the enemy, to the expense of sending his released prisoners to the
United States.
I burned the
Louisa Hatch along with the
Cory, having no farther use for her; taking the pains to send them both beyond the marine league, that I might pay due respect to the jurisdiction of
Brazil.
And now we were ready for sea again, though I remained a few days longer at my anchors, hoping that the Agrippina might arrive.
She was past due, but I had not yet given up all hope of her.