⛵ ⛵ ⛵ ⛵...(Tour of "High Island")...Continued...
[Last time...]
Meanwhile, having gathered his senses a bit, Black Bart jumped back to his feet and ran towards the ship with eight of his men. As they came within twenty feet of it’s hull the thick cloud of cannon smoke that that hidden the ship- cleared. There was confusion and shouting both on the wharf and on the ship but one voice overshadowed them all…
“Fire one, thee, fife an' seven!”
(See: @joshuaslane/silver-adventures-captain-joshua-slane-17oc25-two-four-six-and-eight )
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[Youngstown…on the wharf…]
All hell broke out on the wharf as the heavy guns of the frigate Silverton again belched fire and smoke!
There was yelling and chaos amongst the traders, yet those few who had made it to the hull of the Silverton still gave it their all to capture the silver piled haphazardly near the top of the cargo ramp! As Lieutenant Bleujay and her men quickly began pulling the ramp up, two traders leapt through the air and caught hold of the end of it, and began to climb up on top of it! But their plan was not to prove successful as the quick action by Able Seaman Thebighigg quickly thwarted them!
With a swift blow of the butt of his musket, he bashed the face of first trader attempting to board, and with an equally powerful kick to the ribs of the second, both men found themselves in the narrow gap of water between the hull and the wharf!
“Cest aff aw' lines!” Cried the captain as he glanced over the portside rail and watched the black smoke engulf the dock, “Cockpit Mate Trumpman, git oan th' big wheel an' givs me a stoaner starboard rudder!”
“Aye, aye Sairrr! !pimp”
“Commander Errisl! Git th' fore topgallant sail up oan th' dooble!” The captain ordered as he ran up the bridge stairs...
“Ay Sairrr, right away Sairrr!”
Immediately the big ship began to pull away from the wharf leaving the few traders still clinging to her mooring lines falling into the river!
Just as the captain mounted the last step to the bridge deck, a menacing face appeared out of the smoke on the wharf! Black Bart!
Cursing his misfortune, he quickly drew out his dagger and flung it threw the air like a missile!
The dagger buried its first two inches of blade into the captain’s left shoulder!
"Aurrrrgh!” He grimaced as he whirled about and caught the sneering face of Bart below!
As blood poured down his sleeve the captain however refused to hesitate, and quickly pulling his pistol out of his waist belt with his right hand, staggered slightly, then steadied the gun on Bart with determination and pulled the trigger!
Missing Bart’s chest by just inches, the ball blew through his still raised hand!
Given the captain’s age and the blood he was losing, his head spun as he tried to steady himself on the bridge deck! But as the fore topgallant sail caught a strong breeze, the ship lurched to starboard and he fell face down on the hard oak deck...
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📝 Note: "If th' Toor o' High Islain' has caught yer intrest, all o' me stoatin' adventures kin be foond by searchin':
Silver Adventures of Captain Joshua Slane
Oan yer 'Hife Search tool' an' sae forth." 😉 -Keptin
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References: - Pictures from: www.freeimages.com, www.pexels.com, pixabay.com, Hive.blog, Wikipedia an’ www.google.com/maps. Data also loosely interpretted froms: historica.fandom.com, Wikipedia, an' sometimes finely crafted reit from th' author's extensiff personal experience an' such.
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"Confused? Ascared? Seasick? Need tae gab with th' Keptin?- Skelp th' 'Reply' button muckers!" - Keptin
📝 "Remember maties, bein' crew oan th' mighty Frigate Silverton ⛵ is a sure cure fur loneliness! We sail together...ur nae at aw!" 🙌🏼🤝👲🏼🥷🏼👩🏼🍳👨🏼🔧👨🏼💼🧑🏼🎨🧕🏼🤵🏼♂️🤵🏼♂️🦹🏼💁🏼🙋🏼♀️👩🏼🍳🤴🏼👮🏼♂️💂🏼♂️🕵🏼👨🏼⚕️ 😉 -Keptin
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