The cry of "Sail ho. It was the 10th of September. The enemy was coming. Sails were sticking out of the misty dawn a few miles away. In a moment our decks were black and noisy with the hundred and two that manned the vessel. It was every hand to rope and windlass then. Sails went up with a snap all around the pirate fairy torrent, and the creak of blocks sounded the pirate fairy torrent and near. In twelve minutes we were under way, leading the van to battle.