Farnham Bishop, The Eighteen-Twelver (1920)
“ A rocket curved up out of the dark to starboard and burst with a glare that lit the Sound like day. There lay the Hoboken, about five hundred yards from the Southern Belle, boarding-nets rigged fore and aft and her guns already run in and being recharged for a second salvo. Captain Jonathan Gifford always shifted his moorings a couple of cable-lengths as soon as it was good and dark, leaving the buoyed lantern as a decoy for cutting-out parties and holding himself ready to blaze away at anything that came between him and the light. ”
