The rest of the evening passed agreeably: the crew had their games on the main deck, resigning themselves to Sirs and dice now that dancing was out, those who would go ashore to enjoy the dining halls and tea houses went after their matches were lost, and those who remained either took themselves off to an early rest or remained with the musicians, to sing out the remainder of the evening by way of a few round songs, calling out verses in melodic dissonance, singing the history of Good Marrie the Whore and though there were “Ten hands in her purse, there was still room for one more! ”, .Michelle Franklin
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On the evening of December 27th, 1783, the Bon Homme Richard ran aground on the Isles of Scilly. For eight days, the crew stood together by this vessel and held fast to their ship. On the eighth day, they were able to free her from her rocky bed and set sail for home. While some were still aboard that fateful vessel, some had already set out on another mission, feeling that they were too tired to continue on.
Some of them chose to dance on deck with their fellow sailors, celebrating their freedom with good food and drink. These men were enjoying themselves—but some were not quite as happy as they seemed. They had not yet reached home safe and sound.
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