up their arms or he would "blow them to pieces."

It proved to be the Chalmette regiment, and, surrendering, the officers
and men were paroled and the former allowed to retain their side-arms,
"except," said Perkins, "one captain, whom I discovered was from New
Hampshire. I took his sword away from him and have kept it!"

Now Farragut came up in the Hartford and signalled the fleet to anchor.
This was near Quarantine, some five miles above the forts. All the
vessels had succeeded in running the gauntlet of their fire except three
gunboats, and New Orleans was now practically at the mercy of the fleet;
but the Varuna had been rammed and sunk in the hot fight with the
enemy's flotilla just above St. Philip.

The Cayuga had received forty-two hits in mast and hull, and six men had
been wounded.

The hurricane of projectiles had passed mostly too high to do mortal
harm to her crew, due in part to the skilful manner in which Perkins had
sheered in toward the bank from midstream so early in the fight.

Resting until the next morning to care for the dead and wounded, and the
repair of damages, the fleet again weighed, the Cayuga still in advance;
and when the spires of the city hove in sight from her deck, "three
rousing cheers and a tiger" went up from her gallant crew. But the
plucky little gunboat was getting ahead too fast, for arriving close
abreast the Chalmette battery, which seemed to be deserted, she suddenly
received a fire that compelled a halt. Over-matched five to one, and
having been struck fourteen times, with shot and shells dropping thick
and fast about her, she slowed and dropped back a little with the