In Commodore Macdonough's official report, he says there was not a mast left in either squadron on which sail could be made.
Macdonough sprung into the stern-sheets, and grasped the tiller.
At the end MacDonough had not a single gun left to fire back.
Our little encampment consists of two wall tents, ten feet square, for the use of Mr. Macdonough and myself.
The head of one of his men, cut off by a cannon-shot, struck Macdonough in the breast and knocked him into the scuppers.
