"Steady there, lads!" he exclaimed; "fix bayonets."
The order was promptly obeyed.
"Ready, now! Aim! Fire! Charge bayonets! Forward, double-quick!"
The sailors broke from their concealment with a loud yell, and rushed toward the rebel line. They were soon overtaken by the men under command of the executive officer, who, not wishing to be outdone by their comrades, had come to their assistance.
The rebels were taken completely by surprise, and, after delivering a straggling fire, rapidly retreated.
The charge made by the sailors infused new courage into Frank, who increased his exertions, and struggled furiously for the possession of the knife.
"Hold on," exclaimed the rebel; "I'll surrender, if you will promise me kind treatment."
"I guess you'll surrender any way," said Frank; "and you may be sure that you will be well treated."
"Let go my hair, then," said the rebel; "and let me get up."
Frank accordingly released his hold, and the rebel rose to his feet, and was immediately seized by the mate, who, with his men, was just returning from the pursuit of the rebels.