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"Give ’em powder for powder, boys. Fire," Allen shouted, and a rattling
volley of muskets, rifles, and long smoothbores reawakened the echoes.
The crew of the batteau was then transferred to the schooner and her
prize--the same armed sloop Nathan so well remembered seeing when she
brought supplies to the Fort he had just borne a part in surprising. While
amid loud rejoicings the story of her bloodless capture was told, they went
merrily bowling homeward with the clumsy batteau surging along in tow at
such speed as she had never known before.
