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had promised to send you news if they heard of him。〃
〃Ay; but it's ill looking for a needle in a haystack。 But I shall find him。 I am a coward to doubt it;〃 said Amyas; setting his teeth。
〃There; vice…admiral; you're beaten; and that's the rubber。 Pay up three dollars; old high…flyer; and go and earn more; like an honest adventurer。〃
〃Well;〃 said Drake; as he pulled out his purse; 〃we'll walk down now; and see about these young hot…heads。 As I live; they are setting to tow the ships out already! Breaking the men's backs over…night; to make them fight the lustier in the morning! Well; well; they haven't sailed round the world; Jack Hawkins。〃
〃Or had to run home from San Juan d'Ulloa with half a crew。
〃Well; if we haven't to run out with half crews。 I saw a sight of our lads drunk about this morning。〃
〃The more reason for waiting till they be sober。 Besides; if everybody's caranting about to once each after his own men; nobody'll find nothing in such a scrimmage as that。 Bye; bye; Uncle Martin。 We'm going to blow the Dons up now in earnest。〃
CHAPTER XXXI
THE GREAT ARMADA
〃Britannia needs no bulwarks; No towers along the steep; Her march is o'er the mountain wave; Her home is on the deep。〃
CAMPBELL; Ye Mariners of England。
And now began that great sea…fight which was to determine whether Popery and despotism; or Protestantism and freedom; were the law which God had appointed for the half of Europe; and the whole of future America。 It is a twelve days' epic; worthy; as I said in the beginning of this book; not of dull prose; but of the thunder… roll of Homer's verse: but having to tell it; I must do my best; rather using; where I can; the words of contemporary authors than my own。
〃The Lord High Admirall of England; sending a pinnace before; called the Defiance; denounced war by discharging her ordnance; and presently approaching with in musquet…shot; with much thundering out of his own ship; called the Arkroyall (alias the Triumph); first set upon the admirall's; as he thought; of the Spaniards (but it was Alfonso de Leon's ship。 Soon after; Drake; Hawkins; and Frobisher played stoutly with their ordnance on the hindmost squadron; which was commanded by Recalde。〃 The Spaniards soon discover the superior 〃nimbleness of the English ships;〃 and Recalde's squadron; finding that they are getting more than they give; in spite of his endeavors; hurry forward to join the rest of the fleet。 Medina the Admiral; finding his ships scattering fast; gathers them into a half…moon; and the Armada tries to keep solemn way forward; like a stately herd of buffaloes; who march on across the prairie; disdaining to notice the wolves which snarl around their track。 But in vain。 These are no wolves; but cunning hunters; swiftly horsed; and keenly armed; and who will 〃shamefully shuffle〃 (to use Drake's own expression) that vast herd from the Lizard to Portland; from Portland to Calais Roads; and who; even in this short two hours' fight; have made many a Spaniard question the boasted invincibleness of this Armada。
One of the four great galliasses is already riddled with shot; to the great disarrangement of her 〃pulpits; chapels;〃 and friars therein assistant。 The fleet has to close round her; or Drake and Hawkins will sink her; in effecting which manoeuvre; the 〃principal galleon of Seville;〃 in which are Pedro de Valdez and a host of blue…blooded Dons; runs foul of her neighbor; carries away her foremast; and is; in spite of Spanish chivalry; left to her fate。 This does not look like victory; certainly。 But courage! though Valdez be left behind; 〃our Lady;〃 and the saints; and the bull Caena Domini (dictated by one whom I dare not name here); are with them still; and it were blasphemous to doubt。 But in the meanwhile; if they have fared no better than this against a third of the Plymouth fleet; how will they fare when those forty belated ships; which are already whitening the blue between them and the Mewstone; enter the scene to play their part?
So ends the first day; not an English ship; hardly a man; is hurt。 It has destroyed for ever; in English minds; the prestige of boastful Spain。 It has justified utterly the policy which the good Lord Howard had adopted by Raleigh's and Drake's advice; of keeping up a running fight; instead of 〃clapping ships together without consideration;〃 in which case; says Raleigh; 〃he had been lost; if he had not been better advised than a great many malignant fools were; who found fault with his demeanor。〃
Be that as it may; so ends the first day; in which Amyas and the other Bideford ships have been right busy for two hours; knocking holes in a huge galleon; which carries on her poop a maiden with a wheel; and bears the name of Sta。 Catharina。 She had a coat of arms on the flag at her sprit; probably those of the commandant of soldiers; but they were shot away early in the fight; so Amyas cannot tell whether they were De Soto' s or not。 Nevertheless; there is plenty of time for private revenge; and Amyas; called off at last by the admiral's signal; goes to bed and sleeps soundly。
But ere he has been in his hammock an hour; he is awakened by Cary's coming down to ask for orders。
〃We were to follow Drake's lantern; Amyas; but where it is; I can't see; unless he has been taken up aloft there among the stars for a new Drakium Sidus。〃
Amyas turns out grumbling: but no lantern is to be seen; only a sudden explosion and a great fire on board some Spaniard; which is gradually got under; while they have to lie…to the whole night long; with nearly the whole fleet。
The next morning finds them off Torbay; and Amyas is hailed by a pinnace; bringing a letter from Drake; which (saving the spelling; which was somewhat arbitrary; like most men's in those days) ran somewhat thus:
〃DEAR LAD;I have been wool…gathering all night after five great hulks; which the Pixies transfigured overnight into galleons; and this morning again into German merchantmen。 I let them go with my blessing; and coming back; fell in (God be thanked!) with Valdez' great galleon; and in it good booty; which the Dons his fellows had left behind; like faithful and valiant comrades; and the Lord Howard had let slip past him; thinking her deserted by her crew。 I have sent to Dartmouth a sight of noblemen and gentlemen; maybe a half…hundred; and Valdez himself; who when I sent my pinnace aboard must needs stand on his punctilios; and propound conditions。 I answered him; I had no time to tell with him; if he would needs die; then I was the very man for him; if he would live; then; buena querra。 He sends again; boasting that he was Don Pedro Valdez; and that it stood not with his honor; and that of the Dons in his company。 I replied; that for my part; I was Francis Drake; and my matches burning。 Whereon he finds in my name salve for the wounds of his own; and comes aboard; kissing my fist; with Spanish lies of holding himself fortunate that he had fallen into the hands of fortunate Drake; and much more; which he might have kept to cool his porridge。 But I have much news from him (for he is a leaky tub); and among others; this; that your Don Guzman is aboard of the Sta。 Catharina; commandant of her soldiery; and has his arms flying at her sprit; beside Sta。 Catharina at the poop; which is a maiden with a wheel; and is a lofty built ship of 3 tier of ordnance; from which God preserve you; and send you like luck with。
〃Your deare Friend and Admirall;
〃F。 Drake。
〃She sails in this squadron of Recalde。 The Armada was minded to smoke us out of Plymouth; and God's grace it was they tried not: but their orders from home are too strait; and so the slaves fight like a bull in a tether; no farther than their rope; finding thus the devil a hard master; as do most in the end。 They cannot compass our quick handling and tacking; and take us for very witches。 So far so good; and better to come。 You and I know the length of their foot of old。 Time and light will kill any hare; and they will find it a long way from Start to Dunkirk。〃
〃The admiral is in a gracious humor; Leigh; to have vouchsafed you so long a letter。〃
〃St。 Catherine! why; that was the galleon we hammered