At last all was satisfactorily arranged.  By the terms of the convention, Sir Sidney Smith was appointed to the command, not only of the Turkish fleet, but of the Turkish army in Syria, a most important point, as the Porte had no confidence whatever in Djezzar, who, like many others of the pashas of the outlying possessions of Turkey, almost openly defied the authority of the sovereign.  Djezzar was already at Acre, and some Turkish gun-boats, under Hassan Bey, had also been despatched thither towards the end of February.  The welcome order was issued for the Tigre to sail on the 1st of March.  Her destination was Alexandria, which, as forming part of the Sultan’s possessions, came under the terms of the convention; under the terms of which it had been agreed that two British men-of-war and three frigates should be stationed in Eastern waters to give such aid as was possible to Djezzar, both in active operations, and by capturing store-ships destined for the use of the French army.

The Theseus, of 84 guns, commanded by Captain Miller, was already at Acre; and her captain and Colonel Phelypeaux were giving great assistance to the pasha in putting the place into a better state of defence, while his presence there animated the pasha and his troops to determine upon a stout defence.

It was with deep satisfaction that the officers and men of the Tigre received the orders to prepare for sailing at once.  They had now been nearly two months in Constantinople; the novelty of the scene had worn off, and all were impatient for active service.  Things had been going on pleasantly among the midshipmen.  Condor had shown by his behaviour that either he sincerely regretted the conduct that had made him so unpopular, or that the lesson that he had received had been so severe that he would not risk any repetition of it.  At any rate there was peace and comfort in the cockpit.

Just at first, two or three of the younger middies were disposed to take advantage of the altered state of things, but Wilkinson, Edgar, and the other two seniors supported Condor, and told them that if the latter did not keep them in order, they would do so themselves, after which threat matters went on quietly.  The change from salt provisions to fresh meat, with an abundance of fruit and vegetables, had been very pleasant, and added to the good temper and harmony that prevailed.  Edgar had not felt time hang heavily on his hands, for he was constantly on shore with Sir Sidney Smith, who found his services as interpreter of great value.  Had it been an ordinary case, the other midshipmen of older standing would have felt somewhat jealous, but they knew that he went as interpreter rather than as midshipman, and as some of them had leave to go ashore every day, they could amuse themselves according to their liking, while he was kept hard at work translating documents, examining the state of stores, or attending prolonged meetings between his commander and the Turkish naval officials.  They had therefore no reason for envying him his post.

He himself was glad of an occasional holiday at the rare intervals when Sir Sidney had no business on land, and made excursions to his brother up the Bosphorus, or to towns on the Sea of Marmora, when Edgar was able to join parties who, hiring horses at the landing-place, took long rides over the country, starting sometimes from Pera, and sometimes from Scutari on the other side of the water.  He was certainly not less glad than his comrades when the order came to prepare for sailing.  The wind was favourable, the voyage was a speedy one, and the Tigre arrived off Alexandria on the 7th of March.  Here they remained for some days.  News had already been received by sea from Jaffa of the capture of El-A’rich, and of the approach of the French army to Jaffa.

This had caused no uneasiness, as the town, having a garrison of 8000 men, was believed to be able to resist any assault.  When, however, on the fifth day after the arrival of the Tigre off Alexandria, a small Turkish vessel brought the news that Jaffa had been captured, and some 3000 of the garrison killed in cold blood, besides a large number of the inhabitants, Sir Sidney decided to start instantly, in order to aid in the defence of the important stronghold of Acre, which would certainly be the next object of assault by the French.  Committing to the captain of the Lion the charge of continuing the blockade with the gun-boats under his command, sail was at once hoisted, and the Tigre started for Acre.

On her way she picked up the Theseus, which was out cruising, and the two men-of-war arrived off Acre on the 15th of March, and, to the satisfaction of all, found that Napoleon had not yet appeared before the town; Sir Sidney Smith, owing to the terms of the convention, at once assumed the command of the operations.  The arrival of the men-of-war excited great enthusiasm among the garrison and inhabitants, who, now, for the first time, believed in the possibility of beating off the French, and of being spared the horrors that had befallen Jaffa.

On the following morning the French were seen marching along between the lower slopes of Mount Carmel and the sea, and the men-of-war boats, running in close to the shore, opened fire upon them, and compelled them hastily to change their course and to ascend the hill until beyond the range of the guns.

As no attempt had been made to return the fire by the artillery, Sir Sidney Smith was convinced the French must be unprovided with a siege train.  Having learned from people who had escaped by boat from Jaffa, that only field-pieces had there been employed to batter the wall, he ordered a constant watch to be kept for any ships seen approaching, as Bonaparte would hardly have hoped to take so strong a place as Acre without heavy guns, and had doubtless arranged for a battering-train to be sent from Alexandria by sea.  This would probably be ordered to make either for Jaffa, or for Caiffa, a small port a few miles south of Acre.  The Theseus was at once sent down to Jaffa, to prevent any landing of guns or stores being effected there, while the Tigre’s boats were placed at intervals between Caiffa and Acre.

The next day a corvette and nine gun-boats were seen rounding the promontory of Mount Carmel.  The signal was made for the recall of the boats, and the Tigre at once got under sail and started in pursuit, picking up her boats as they came alongside.  Bonaparte had been ignorant that there were any British vessels on the coast, or he would hardly have sent the boats from Alexandria without a stronger escort, and the corvette and gun-boats no sooner caught sight of the Tigre than they made out to sea.  The chase lasted for some hours, and one by one seven of the gun-boats were picked up, surrendering in each case as soon as the Tigre’s guns opened upon them.  The corvette and the other two gun-boats succeeded in making their escape, but their commander, believing it hopeless to attempt to carry out his mission in the face of a British man-of-war, sailed direct to France.

The capture was a most valuable one, for the possession of the gun-boats enabled a blockade of the coast to be carried on much more effectually than could otherwise have been done, and on board were found, as expected, the guns and battering-train intended for the siege of Acre.  The Tigre returned with her prizes to the port, and the crew were at once employed in transporting the captured guns and ammunition on shore, when they were conveyed by the Turkish troops to the batteries, which were before very deficient in guns, and the capture added, therefore, much to the strength of the defences.

Edgar’s services as an interpreter were again called into requisition.  Mr. Canes was sent on shore with a party of sailors to assist the Turks in moving the guns to their new positions, and half an hour before landing he sent for Edgar and told him that he had arranged with Sir Sidney Smith that he was to accompany him.

“A good deal of the hard work will have to be done by the Turks, and it will save much trouble if you are with me to translate my orders to them, or rather to their officers.  Sir Sidney is of opinion that there will be a great deal more for you to do on shore than on board.  He will, of course, be much on shore himself, and I am carrying a note to the pasha, requesting him to assign a suitable house for him to take up his abode there and which he will make his headquarters.  Lieutenant Beatty will be posted there with twenty marines, furnishing a guard, and for other purposes.  A room is to be assigned to you.  You will then be handy whenever the captain is on shore, and at other times will assist me or other officers with working parties.  Of course two or three natives will be engaged as servants.  One of them will be a cook, and Lieutenant Beatty and you will establish a small mess together.  You will, of course, have shore allowances.  I think that you may consider yourself fortunate, for you will have an opportunity for seeing all that goes on, while the others will of course only come ashore by turns.”

“Thank you, sir,” Edgar said, much pleased.  “I shall like it very much.”

The Turkish soldiers worked well, tugging at ropes, while the sailors used levers to get the guns up steep places.  Edgar was kept busy translating the first lieutenant’s orders to the Turkish officers, and for the first three days had hardly time to snatch a meal until the sailors returned at nightfall to the ship.  He got on very well with the lieutenant of the marines, who was a pleasant young fellow.  On the day after they landed they heard heavy firing, and going up to the highest point of the rocky promontory on which Acre stood, could make out that a number of gun-boats were cannonading Caiffa.  The place appeared to make no reply to the fire, and at last two gun-boats, believing that there could be but few French troops there, sailed up the harbour.

Lambert, the French officer in command, had, however, a howitzer and a small gun, and eighty French troops, but he gave orders that these should not reply to the fire of the gun-boats, and that not a musket should be discharged until he gave the word.  The two small gun-boats came on confidently, until, when at a distance of only a hundred yards from the shore, where they intended to land and set fire to the French storehouses and to do as much damage as possible, a heavy fire was suddenly poured in.  The two guns, loaded to the muzzle with grape, swept their decks, and the heavy volley of musketry did much damage.  Lieutenant Beatty, who had brought a telescope on shore with him, exclaimed: 

“By Jove! those two little gun-boats have caught it hot.  See, there is one of them putting about, but the other seems to be drifting towards the shore.”

This was indeed the fact; she was slightly in advance of the other, and was the principal target of the fire.  The midshipman who commanded her, and most of her crew, were killed, and before the few survivors could recover themselves from the surprise into which they had been thrown by the unexpected attack, the vessel had grounded.  The heavy fire of musketry continued, the guns again poured in their fire, and as escape was impossible, the few men who remained alive at once hauled down their flag and surrendered.  The capture was a valuable one to the French.  The gun-boat carried a 32-pounder, and as Napoleon’s heaviest guns were but 10-pounders, the cannon was invaluable.

As soon as its capture was known, some artillery horses were sent to the port and transported it to the batteries, at which the French were already hard at work.  For the first day or two it was almost useless, for, with the exception of a few shot taken with it, they had none that would fit it; but as soon as the besieged began to fire they obtained an ample supply of cannon balls, which were eagerly collected by the soldiers, a small reward being paid for every shot that was brought in.  In a short time, however, the French were in a better position for carrying on the siege with vigour, for as it became necessary to retain the Tigre and Theseus to assist in the defence of the town, French vessels were able to land artillery at Jaffa and other points, and they had ere long an ample supply for their batteries.

“There is no doubt,” Lieutenant Beatty said, “that that gun-boat has been captured, and from her not attempting to go round and sail out as her companion did, I am afraid that the crew must have been almost annihilated by the enemy’s fire.  It was a very risky thing to send those two small craft in alone, even though the place had not replied to their fire, for even if the French had no guns, they might have had many hundreds of men in the town, against whom the crew of those two boats could have done nothing whatever.  However, the loss is not serious except in the matter of the crew.  I don’t suppose she carried more than one gun.”

“But even that is important,” Edgar said, “for I know they have pretty heavy guns on board those boats, and in the hands of the French it would give us some trouble.”

“We shall have hot work of it presently, Blagrove.  The walls are absolutely rotten, and it would be absurd to call them fortifications; and if the French open fire at close quarters, they will make a breach in no time.  If Phelypeaux’s plans had been carried out, the place would have been in a position to make a serious defence; but I hear that he and Captain Miller of the Theseus have been trying in vain to get the Turks to carry out their plans.

“Djezzar was always saying that what they wanted should be done, but it went no further than that; and what little has been accomplished has been done by the men of the Theseus; and I believe that the dragging of the guns we captured to their places was the first job on which the Turkish soldiers really worked; but, of course, Sir Sidney had a good deal more influence than Miller had, as he is commander-in-chief of the Turkish army, and if Djezzar did not give him the help he asked for, he would have the power to take the matter altogether out of his hands.  His troops have no love for him, for, as his nickname shows, he is as cruel as he is ambitious.

“There can be no doubt that he intended to throw off the authority of the Sultan altogether.  The position of the guns show that.  I hear that when the Theseus arrived there was not a single gun mounted on the face of the town on the land side, every one being planted on the walls to seaward.  However, I believe he is personally plucky, but as this place is nothing like so strong as Jaffa was, he must see that, as a garrison of 8000 there could not resist the enemy, the 3000 men under him would not have a shadow of a chance were it not for our help.  Even we could do nothing if it were not that the position of the town enables us to cover the land approaches.”

The position of Acre, the ancient Ptolemais, was indeed very favourable for its protection by a fleet.  It stood on a projecting promontory almost square in shape; three sides were entirely washed by the sea; the north-eastern side had no natural protection, but at an angle of the wall a tower, which was the strongest point of the defences, covered it to some extent.  Near the tower, and with its garden abutting against the wall, stood the pasha’s palace.  The masonry of the greater part of the wall was old and crumbling.  From the sea to the north of the town vessels anchored there could cover the approaches to the northern side by their fire, while these could similarly be swept by ships anchored in the Bay of Acre on the south side of the fortress.

The water here, however, was too shallow for the men-of-war to anchor in.  The Tigre, therefore, was moored more than a mile from the shore; next to her was the Alliance sloop.  Three of the gun-boats captured from the French, and two Turkish gun-boats, lay nearer to the shore, and the fire of all these vessels swept the ground across which it was already evident that the French main attack would be directed.  This was also covered by the fire of the Theseus and three of the captured French gun-boats.  The French had, on their arrival, promptly seized a village within half a mile of the wall, and pushed forward their trenches with vigour, establishing four or five batteries, which at once opened fire.

Napoleon calculated that he should be master of the town in three days at the utmost, and this no doubt would have been the case had he only Turkish resistance to overcome.  As soon as the Tigre returned from her short cruise, Sir Sidney Smith took up his residence on shore.  He brought with him Condor and Wilkinson, to act as his aides-de-camp, and fifty sailors were established in an adjoining house in readiness for any emergency.  Here the mess was now established, although Lieutenant Beatty and Edgar continued to sleep in Sir Sidney Smith’s house, the one to be near his men, the other in readiness to attend upon his commander at any moment night or day.

As far as possible the midshipmen’s mess adhered to regular hours for their meals, but Sir Sidney Smith took his at any time when he could snatch them.  One or other of the midshipmen came ashore each day with a boat’s crew, so that at any moment orders could be sent to the Tigre or the Theseus.  Except at the evening meal, when the fire generally slackened, it was seldom that more than two of the midshipmen’s mess sat down together, being constantly employed either in carrying messages or orders, or in keeping a watch at threatened points, in order that Sir Sidney should at once be made acquainted with any movements of the enemy.

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The French had lost no time, for on the 25th their batteries opened fire against this tower, and, after four hours’ firing, a breach, considered by the French to be practicable, had been effected.

The Turkish guns had returned the fire, aided by two mortars worked by British sailors, but the Turks believed that their walls were strong enough to stand a prolonged siege, and as the French fire was heavy against the tower, those near it had betaken themselves to safer positions.  Sir Sidney Smith was on board the Tigre.  Djezzar seldom stirred from his palace.  He had no capable officer under him, and no one was in the slightest degree aware of the serious damage the French battery was inflicting upon the tower, and there was no thought that an attack could be made upon the town for a considerable time.  Edgar had been engaged all the morning with Sir Sidney, and when the latter went on board ship he went into the next house, where he found the others at dinner.

After that was over he proposed a stroll down to the corner against which the French fire was directed.  Wilkinson and Beatty agreed to accompany him, but Condor, who had been all day at work seeing guns placed in position, said that he did not care about going out again.  On reaching the wall facing the French position they found that there was little doing.  A few of the guns were being worked, throwing their shot into the garden between the French batteries and the town.  Along the rest of the line the Turks were squatting under the parapet, smoking and talking.

“What are the French firing at?” Edgar asked a Turkish officer.

“They are firing at the tower.  They will do no harm.  Some of the shots came in at the loopholes; so, as the soldiers there could do no good by staying, they have come out.”

“That seems rather a careless way of doing business,” Edgar remarked as he translated what the officer said, to his companions.  “Well, at any rate we may as well go and see what the effect of their fire is.  Their battery is not a heavy one, but as it is not more than four or five hundred yards from the tower it may really be doing some damage.”

As they neared the tower at the angle of the wall they found that the ramparts there had been entirely deserted by the Turks.

“This is a rum way of defending a town,” Wilkinson remarked.  “If this is the way the Turks are going to behave, the sooner we are all on board ship the better.”

The French fire was brisk, the thuds of the balls, as they struck the tower, occurring five or six times a minute.  The three officers entered the tower.  Two or three holes appeared in the wall of the floor by which they entered it.

“The masonry must be very rotten,” Beatty said, “or they would not have knocked holes in it as soon as this.”

They descended the stairs into the story below, and uttered a simultaneous exclamation of alarm.  A yawning hole some eight feet wide appeared.

“This is serious, Wilkinson.  Let us take a look down below.”

“Look out!” Wilkinson shouted as a ball passed just over their heads and struck the wall behind them.  “Stand back here a moment.”

He ran forward and looked down.

“By Jove!” he exclaimed, “there is a breach down to the bottom of the tower level with the lower storey ground, and a heap of rubbish at the foot outside.  I don’t think it is high enough yet for anyone to get up to the opening, but it will soon be practicable if it is not now.  Look! look!  I can see a large body of French among the trees there.  They are about to advance to storm the breach.  Run, Blagrove, and wake up the Turks.  We will go back and fetch up the marines and blue-jackets.  The enemy may be in the place in five minutes.”

Leaving the tower, Edgar ran along the wall.

“Take your men to the tower at once!” he shouted to the first Turkish officer he saw.  “The French are crossing the ditch.”

Instead, however, of obeying him the officer and his men ran to one of the steps leading up to the wall, and commenced shouting, “The French are in the town!”

Edgar saw that he had told the news too suddenly, and that it was hopeless for him to try to stop the flood, therefore ran along the wall until he reached the stairs leading down to the open space in front of Djezzar’s palace.  As he had been frequently there before, he made his way straight to the apartments where Djezzar transacted business.

“The French have breached the tower, pasha,” he said, “and their storming party was about to cross the ditch when I came away.  There are no troops there to defend the breach, and those on the wall are flying.  Unless you yourself go out and rally the men to the defence the town is lost.”

Djezzar was thunderstruck at the news.  He had showed himself brave in battle, but with the fate of Jaffa in his mind he now lost heart altogether.

“It is too late!” he said, and catching up his sword he ran out of the palace, and directed his flight towards the landing-place.

Edgar ran towards the breach again, and on the way came upon his two companions running along, with the marines and blue-jackets after them.  Fortune, however, had done more for the town than its defenders.  Led by an officer with sixteen sappers, and followed by twenty-five grenadiers, the French party prepared to mount to the assault.  Their orders were to mount the breach and hold it, and the moment this was done the main body of the storming party were at once to follow.  But they met with an unexpected obstacle.  Instead of finding, as they had expected, merely a shallow ditch, they found themselves at the edge of a counterscarp, the wall being fifteen feet in depth, with a regular moat filled with water between them and the foot of the breach.

They had brought with them only two or three short ladders, which were intended to be used, if necessary, to aid them in clambering up the heap of rubbish to the breach.  The French had no idea of the existence of the counterscarp.  The ladders that they had brought were too short to enable them to descend it, and the officer in command hesitated as to what course to adopt.  The mysterious silence maintained by the enemy was disquieting.  That the Turks had all fled and the tower was undefended did not occur to the officer in command, and he feared that they must have placed mines in the breach, and were for the present abstaining from showing themselves or firing a shot, in hopes of tempting him to make an assault.  Before he could decide what was best to be done there was a loud tramp of feet inside the tower, and then the British sailors and marines showed themselves suddenly at the openings on each floor, and at once opened a heavy fire.

Many of the French fell at once, and seeing that there was nothing to be done, the officer gave the order for the rest to retreat, which they did hastily.  Djezzar was furious when he heard what had happened, and questioned Edgar; and, on hearing that the tower had been altogether deserted, as well as the adjacent portion of the wall, he ordered the instant execution of six of the officers and a number of the men for this gross neglect of their duty.  He was exasperated that he himself should have shared in the panic that had seized them when informed that the French were assaulting the breach, and that no resistance had been offered by his men; and Edgar congratulated himself that he was not one of his officers.  When the old pasha, however, recovered from the state of fury into which he had fallen, he complimented the three British officers highly on the quickness that they had shown, which had, as he rightly said, saved the town, for, had the French found themselves still unobserved, they would assuredly have managed to get down the counterscarp, and to establish themselves in the tower in force before any suspicion of what was going on took place.

The French, whose operations were hidden by the gardens, at once proceeded to drive a gallery in order to blow up the counterscarp, upon which their guns could not be brought to bear, and on the 29th the mine was sprung.  It did some damage, but it had not been driven quite far enough.  Led by an officer of the staff named Mailly, the French rushed forward as soon as the mine exploded.  They clambered down over the breach that had been made on the counterscarp, crossed the fosse by three ladders they had brought with them, and reached the foot of the breach.  There was, however, too great a distance between the pile of rubbish at the foot of the wall and the great hole above it for them to enter without fixing their ladders.

As they were in the act of doing this the Turks, who had at their first appearance again been seized with a panic, but had been brought back by a number of their officers, who adjured them to stand, saying that it was better to die fighting the infidel than to be shot by Djezzar, opened a heavy fire.  Mailly was killed, several of the grenadiers and sappers fell round him, and the rest retired, meeting, as they climbed the counterscarp, two battalions who had joined them as soon as the breach was reported practicable; but upon hearing from the grenadiers that this was not the case they fell back again after losing their commanding officer and many men from the Turkish fire.

This success greatly encouraged the Turks, who had heard from those who had escaped from Jaffa that no obstacles were sufficient to daunt the French, and from this time Sir Sidney Smith began to entertain hope that the town could be held, of which, owing to the supineness of Djezzar and his troops, he had hitherto been very doubtful.  The French at once recommenced mining.  In eight days they completely blew up the counterscarp, and on the twelfth carried their gallery under the ditch with the intention of blowing up the whole tower.

By this time the besieged were aware that the French were at work mining.  Colonel Phelypeaux had, during the interval since the last attempt, worked indefatigably.  The breach had been filled up with combustible materials, a number of shells had been placed on the platform of the tower, with fuses attached in readiness to hurl down into the midst of a storming party, heaps of great stones had been piled there for the same purpose, and the Turkish soldiers, seeing the readiness and alacrity with which the British worked, had gained confidence.  The faint sound of mining under the tower brought about a consultation between Sir Sidney Smith, Captain Wilmot, Colonel Phelypeaux, and the pasha.  The engineer officer pointed out to the pasha that it was impossible to say what the result of the firing of the mine might be, as it would depend upon the quantity of powder employed.

“If a large quantity is used,” he said, “it may entirely blow down the tower and a considerable quantity of the walls adjoining it, and leave so large a breach that the French would be able to pour in in such force that your troops, who might well be panic-stricken at the explosion, would not be able to make any effective opposition.”

“But what can we do to prevent it?” the pasha asked.

“Nothing can be directly done,” Sir Sidney said; “but if we make a sally in force we might drive the French back, discover the mine, and carry out the greater part of the powder, and place a small portion under the ditch, and, exploding it, allow the water to run in; or, if the men carry with them a number of fascines, we might establish a work fifty yards from the foot of the wall.  This would put a stop to their mining.  An enemy attacking it would, as he advanced, be swept by the guns of the two men-of-war and the gun-boats, and the garrison would further be covered by the fire from the tower and walls.  I propose that we should sally out in three columns.  The central column, which will be composed of the marines and sailors of our ships, will make straight for the mouth of the mine and force its way in; the other two columns will attack the enemy’s trenches on right and left.”

“The plan seems to me to be a good one,” the pasha said; “it shall be done as you propose.”

On the night of the 15th of April two columns of men were gathered at midnight in the street leading to the water-gate, a short distance to the right of the tower, the third column close to a gate some little distance to its left.  Lieutenant Beatty was, with his party of marines, to join the landing force, but to their disappointment neither Condor nor the midshipmen were to take part in the sortie, as the little party of seamen were to be held in reserve.  Sir Sidney Smith himself intended to take his place on the tower, whence he could watch the operations.  Wilkinson and Edgar were to act as his aides-de-camp, the latter to carry messages to the Turkish officers commanding the two columns, while Wilkinson was to perform the same office to the central column.

“You and Mr. Condor may probably have opportunities of distinguishing yourselves later on,” he said; “the other midshipmen may have their turn to-night.”