We will run in under the guns of our friends and come to anchor.

Hurrah, we are all right at last!" And he cut a pigeon-wing with a dexterity of which I had hardly believed him capable.
And now an armed felucca shot out from the harbor beyond the fort with the Patriot flag flying at the peak.

She was full of men, evidently a privateer, and with long sweeps pulled swiftly towards us.

When within hearing, a fierce-looking fellow, with pistols in his belt and a sabre at his side, stepped upon the gunwale and hailed us in tolerable English.
"Captain," said he, "that Spanish schooner is one great rascal.

If he should board your vessel, HE WILL CUT ALL YOUR THROATS!" "Can I enter that harbor ?" inquired Captain Moncrieff, greatly alarmed at such a sanguinary piece of intelligence.
"Certainly, certainly! There, and there only you will be safe.