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Mystery - Retro Radio — Horatio Hornblower - Hornblowers First Command. Machine-transcribed; use the interactive transcript above to jump the player to any line.
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I have been in the lead at home in time for Christmas, feeling a trifle CD still, of course, for somehow in following a friendship from Rieger, I had picked up one of those illnesses which scared Jarmies on land. I had quite a bit of it in fact. Then my old friend Captain Bush had brought me home aboard the Nonsert, home to Smolbridge, where the days passed quietly, the reading day. Wonderful days. But I began to want to see a old Bush again. So not long after New Year's day, we cooked him down for a mandarin for a winter weekend with us. It was old times again. Well, it's important, what you say. The wickedness has left it and there to see. You know, one night up in the Gulf of Rieger, you seemed amused by a yarn of mine from my midshipman days, Bush. I never told her, did I, by my first independent command of what
he'd led to in the way of self-knowledge. You know, extremely young men or other sad took on them, played on there as one grows older. That terrible result of everything must turn out right. Their monstrous earnestness. I haven't been so long aboard the Interpathic Abel. I'm the Captain, but you, I just come there as a coffee midshipman, you know, from the Justinian, until reached a figure of the line had made quite dazzle just then. We were on patrol in the Bay of Biscay and we'd fallen on conroy of French merchant ships, most opportune. The French men of war were true of being escorting them to press or otherwise engaged that day, for our own fleet to attack the Miles further out in the Atlantic. As the unescorted merchantman said towards home, filled with a full revolutionary France,
needed so desperately, Captain Pallue said how to capture as many as he could. Statshe, the crisis, one by one. That French is too slow to surrender that tenet Mason. Give it a shot across her boughs and the nine powders. Aye, sir. Not into a whole confounded Mason. I didn't mean that man. All I meant clipple her. Aye, aye, sir. That last one was a dangerous denierer water life. God lair's changed for the bay, far into a rigging. Ready? Fire! Another one, sir? No, wait. Isn't that flag coming down? Well, yes, I don't believe it is. I time it did. That last shot had good elevation. Ruined the slingshot for Topselyard. In the sailors' down. All right, all right. That's he too close beside her. How about broadside, ready, Mason? In case you try some trick, give him a speaking trumpet.
Oh, hi there! What break are you? Margie Gallaud, of Bordeaux, twenty-four days out of New Orleans, in America, with rice. Rice? That'll sell for a pretty penny, sir. When we get a home to England, two hundred tons, I should imagine, and twelve in our crew at most. Yes, you'll need a price crew of, I'd say, four, eh? It's a midshipman's command. Now, let me see, Mr. Hondur! Oh, wait! Don't want to go all the way over side, do you? Are you trying to knock us all breathless, huh? I'm so sorry. Never mind. I'm going to jokey. Get a better wait. Why, it's young horn blower. I thought the old man was sending gun in office, sir.
I suppose I was all all that was left out. Oh, I'll see. Easiest to spare at this point, Mr. Hondur. Well, for the French break, man! Hi, sir! Thank you, Commander, George. Hi, sir. That French crew's likely to be nasty. Oh, I feel sure, sir, that I can. Your first command, I suppose. Well, yes. Still, it is a command in a way, isn't it? Even if it's such a short watch, huh? I hope it will be a short watch. Oh, horn blower. You never know with a prize ship and prisoners. Watch that French crew. If you don't, they'll free-take the ship and have you had a French jail, everywhere you know it. What English board are you heading for? Well, sir, I suppose whatever port's near it is... We both gazed up at the French brewers of cutter through alongside. Stuck by our fire, her four tops will yard dangle precariously, and the jib-hal-ed it's slacked way off. The sail was flapping loudly in the wind. How many were in Buele-Wad, Wanda? Well, the captain's have been to take four to fill, man.
They'd better be chopping them then. You have to get that jib in first or you will be in a bad condition. I see. Shall I pick four good men from you for my cool? They're very much obliged, if you would, sir. You know them better than I do. All right. Matthews? I so... Carson? I so... Hunter? Hi, Smith. Hi, sir. Your detail to man this break under Commander Mr. Wanda. Hi, sir. Keep them away from drinking. They'll be all right. Well, here, well, then, Mr. Wanda. Cornblanc, watch out when you spring up those main chains. Not to wipe water in between the two vessels, your notice. They're Matthews. Give Mr. Hornblanc a hand. Arne's are the side. Wait for it, sir. Get ready. Now, jump, sir. I hold myself all arms and legs like a leaping frog at the Brig's main chains. I need you slipped off and the rolling Brig Lerd made high deep into the morning sea. But one of the Siemens had preceded me. He grabbed up my wrists and hauled me aboard.
A three-hour Siemens followed us. A little worse for where I led the way onto the deck. Well, man, we'll, um, recognize her a bit first. Hi, I see. We'll be close in one day. Don't worry. Take care of yourself, Cornblanc. Thank you, sir. I will. I don't see many signs of life aboard, I must say. Matthew. Men of, sir. A little noff of a rather hatch-cub-a-scene. Oh, yes. Hand on my deck. I advanced slowly off. Suddenly, something was raised towards the sky above the heads of a crouching men. I halted and looked again at. It was an up-til-tied wine bottle. They'd broken open the wine stores, were cheating their captors of their medley used in this prompt and practical way as possible. I couldn't really say I blame them much. They've made the best of their time, sir. That's apparent. One of the group is white hair blowing in the wind, grossed to me.
His lips seem to be shaping some pronouncement of importance, searching earnestly for the right word stills. To the devil, Vince, the English! I'm the way high, I know that he has ears, sir. Put that bottle down. Do you hear a Frenchman? I didn't need to remember Ross's warning. If I didn't solve this situation instantly, my boarding party would be at the wine along with this French crew. And a frightening picture rose up in my mind. A disabled ship drifting by the Bay of Biscay, manned by a tipsy crew. A quick show of authority was called for. Put it on, dear, you know me. You understand English? If not, at least you can see that I'm armed. And here's my pistol. Put that down. He's a man, you're so good for you, sir. To take these men followed Matthews, you and two others. Lock them up for somewhere below. Aye, aye, sir.
My first command, such as it was, and my first lesson in the loneliness that command brings to a man at sea. And suddenly, ever, midst these plans, a sickening thought struck through me. I rushed on deck to find Hunter. Hunter! Hunter, come here! Yes, sir. Hunter, what is it, sir? It's occurred to me. Nothing's been done to see if the bridge is taking any water. You know, one of those shops we fired at a mayor of Hunter below the waterline. That's so, so we'd better sound the well. Now, if I drop a water on the rod, dry as yesterday's panic in. We can't keep the course you set much longer, sir, and the wind's coming up very gusty like. Oh, very good. Well, I'll be up Hunter. Call all hands at once.
Aye, aye, sir. I disguised my inner feelings as best I could, but it was soon apparent with the wind nor the lair that we'd have to go about. Oh, hands, well, chef! Aye, aye, sir. With but four men to handle topsils and curse haul the brig on the starboard deck, the task took all that was left of the night. By the time we'd brought her safely around, all hope of an easy two days run advanished. True, we'd by heading away from the dangerous shores of France, but we'd also heading away from the French shores of England. That French captain's been helping his head officer in sister's got to talk to her. Important. I'll release him, Hunter. Bring him up to me. My men, they are angrily, very angrily. Sir, my men, I also, um, moi aussi. I have a cook. Good. Well, perhaps we can arrange a true certain captain.
If your men are not allowed on deck, your cook to provide food for all of us will you agree to make no attempt to take the ship from us? Well, that we shall talk later, sir. There is another concern of more importance at this moment. Well, she rides a little heavily. Do you know what things are? A heavily? Well, yes, perhaps, but perhaps she leaks. Oh, no, no. Oh, there's no water in there. We've tested the well. But more dear, you would find none in the well. Do you not know how cargo? Do you remiss? Do you read? What? We are carrying a cargo of rice. A cargo of rice? What? Well, yes, I recall now, but, but after all, rice from New Orleans, no leap would be apparent in the well. Rice would have farmed every drop of water in the hold. Just, but one shot from your car said free-guts struck us in the hall. And you do not know? Yes, well, Hunter. Hunter. Hunter, that's what hit her, after all. Where is she? Well, I don't know yet. My spree saw her on the portside for a dough. We're going to have a look. You and Matthew was put a bowline round me and learn the way.
We're healing on this tack on. I'll have a good view over the side. The swing of the brig, the sea closed over my head. But there it was. Below the waterline, a splintered jagged hole. It's the one who I've put on notice to the deck scene forward there. What? What? Hunter. Hunter, look, look. The pitch is even bouncing out of it. And, just beyond she, she, that other spot. There's something awful wrong. It's coming in, religious from the deck scene. Oh, dude. I have just thought. Rice. Rice. The rice. The rice. The rice. The rice. The rice. The rice. The rice. The rice. The rice. It's that, it falls below. What? Water's got well into it now, sir. So it's swelling. The rice that's salt will double. Even tremble it for you. The sheep will burst wide open with his cargo arm on, dear, on, dear, on you. I remember the unnatural creeks and groan below, and I cursed myself for an experience.
A black moment. If I hadn't spoken sharply out of... I'd have... Well, I'd have broken down in tears. So do we get that sail over that hill, the better that? I don't know, French, my partner. Don't simply stand there, sailing. I said the ship was hiding in the lee. She's lower in the water or any... It was the island, sir. One crisis after another. I have to think. I'll hear that sail, you hear me, man? Sir, I don't like the look of it. Straight out, I don't. She's settling down and out, not below as well as on deck. That rice is pushing her apart in every sea. Well, Matthews, I... Look, he there, sir. Even that baton down Hachkov is pushing upward. See? Well, I... I'll... Chetis and the cargo then, Matthews. Get some prismas together and we'll start. Under! All right, sir. Take off your men off that sail. We'll open the hatches and bring up the cargo fast. I'd all worked with a wheel, even the prismas. They lifted off the hatch covers, brown forms.
Shot out the abruptly, rice bags, forced upwards, but the pressure of others below. Bag by bag, the rice was hauled up from the hold and cast overboard. Sometimes the bag split, spewing rice in every direction. It was fantastic. And finally, the lower bags, wetter and more swollen jammed the hatch with. Even the tackles weren't swayed them up now. Is that it, hunger? Great, sir, sir. But we've relieved quite a bit our will, sir. And the sail's ready. Good. Keep the right party working to see if they can get rid of more cargo. Our lines roll through the grommets of the sail. Oh, yes, sir. And a good five square feet of sailage, followed. Oh. Put your other men to that, then. And work the sail under the hull and drag it off to the hull. I said, begging your pardon, sir, what are you doing? Well, I'm undressing. I want to see it properly in place. And this time I'll go over without any clothes on. And to get a burlin ready for me, fall as men.
Make it and wet. I lost a lot of skin. The ship was rolling most of this time. But I managed to see the father sail in place against the hull. A hairy mass sucked in instantly into position. The hull seemed fairly plugged in. And they hold me up. Well, sir. A few more bags out of the old while you was gone. Good. I'm about to come back to the cabin. Hunter, have me that shirt, will you? Yeah. She's riding better now. You'll notice, don't you, sir? Yes, and the winds improving. Will they hurt on our original course, Hunter? Nor will you spine off? I, sir. Well, Bush. Another glass of port. Thank you, Horatio. But go on, please. Well, I was limp with lack of sleep, with cold and exhaustion, and accumulated burdens. You know, I had started with the highest of resolves,
and now badly dampened. At least I'd earn some lessons in that 24 hours span, and for the moment, fall seemed well enough with ship and men. And as we ploughed heavily along, I even felt a tiny bird. Tiny glow of pride, I learned or not. I squared my shoulders, and I took my stand there on the poop, straddling with my hands behind my back. I was still in command of my ship, Bush, such as she was. And despite the grinning fates in all my worries, she was heading home to England on a course I'd actually laid off myself. Ha, ha, ha. Yes, very young and earnest men. They are a bit sad, you know, yes, a bit. Well, Bush, finished your port? Yes. Well, mustn't keep my lady wife waiting, must wait. A ratio hornblower starring Michael Redgrave is based on a novel of CS Forestor,
music composed and conducted by Sydney Torch, produced by Harry Allen Towers. Music Music Music Music Music Music Music Music Music
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