Willis J. Abbot

Capitolo 39

    and arcs as grains of hail. To this point the crew of the ship was not able
    hands an only gun to be born on everybody and they that they could do they were
    to use their small arm through the harbors and on the bars.
    Fortunately for the crew, the ship had thick and tall ramparts,
    what it protected them from the fire of the enemy, so that while
    they was it hid and it protected from the cloths of boarding, they was able
    you use their small arm to the great advantage. To this stage of the
    action, while the captain, with his/her word-trumpet under his
    arm gone away, was striving himself/herself/itself to bring one of its great guns to be born
    one of the gunboats, a grapeshot passed through the I bring and
    trumpet and digitò his/her near chest his/her shoulder-blade. The head
    consort brought him/it under and placed him/it on a mattress on the box
    floor. For a moment it seemed to discourage the ardor of the men;
    but it was but for an instant. The principal consort (I think his/her name
    it was Randall), a brave youth from Nantucket, then takings the
    commands, rallied, and it encouraged the men to continue the action
    with renewed obstinacy and vigor. To this point a lateen-armed
    vase, the greatest of the three pirates was preparing
    makes a desperate attempt to board the ship on the larboard
    you quarter, and, with almost all his/her men on the castle of bow and from a lot
    bowsprit, was ready to take the end jump.

    "To meet and to frustrate the sketch of the enemy the,
    consort of the ship had one of the guns of quarter-bridge loaded with
    grape of grape and hit of metallic box;  he ordered then all the harbors on this
    you quarter to be closed, so that the gun could not be seen;  and this way
    it was both the prepared parties when the pirate audaciously appeared
    inside some enclosures of the quarter of protection of the ship. The captain, with
    a threatening they bloom of his/her sword, shouted with a noise
    expresses, in broken English:  'The strike, You accursed scoundrel, or I want