LETTER IV.

Le Marat, Brest-Water,

15th Dec. 1794.

That leisure which I so lately looked forward to at Quimper, seems

likely to be afforded to me here. I was removed from the prison-ship on

the 8th instant, and allowed to bring my servant with me, expecting to

be sent immediately on parole; but this event, like the resolutions of

the Dutch councils, seems to be put off _ad referendum_. We receive

daily assurances that it is to take place, and are daily disappointed of

seeing it arrive. I enjoy, however, the society and conversation of the

Admiral; and as he does not speak French, I am the chief medium through

which he communicates with those who surround him, Captain Le Franq, who

is married, living almost entirely on shore. So that here I remain, with

nothing to do but to ask and answer questions from morning to night.

These are chiefly nautical; and as you know my sentiments on the

consequence of all naval concerns to Englishmen, I am induced to believe

you will concur with me in thinking the subject momentous, however trite

the remarks, or unimportant the observations of your correspondent may

prove.

Whether Selden’s assertion, that “we have an hereditary uninterrupted

right to the sovereignty of our seas, conveyed to us from our earliest

ancestors, in trust for our latest posterity,” be perfectly deducible

either from the nature of things, or from the authority of history, I

shall not stay to enquire. But I will venture to affirm, that when we

suffer this right, however acquired, to depart from us, the sun of

England may be truly said to be set for ever.

When the question of the relative naval strength of the two nations is

agitated, which it often is, I am tempted to cry out to my country, in

the words of the Grecian oracle,----“Trust to your wooden walls.”----I am

the more confirmed in this opinion, from reading every day in the

_bulletins_ of the astonishing successes of this people, both in the

Pyrenees, and on the frontier of Holland. They openly boast of being

able, in a short time, to penetrate to Madrid; to force the German

powers to peace; and to totally subdue the Dutch.----And then “_Delenda

est Carthago_.” I accuse not those with whom I converse of using this,

or any other Latin phrase; but you will smile on being told that they

habitually call us Carthaginians, and themselves Romans. They pay us,

however, the compliment of declaring, that we are the only enemies worth

combating. They stigmatize the Spaniards as cowards: at German tactics,

when opposed to the energy and enthusiasm of republicans, they laugh:

Dutch apathy can alarm no one. But this respect is confined to our naval

character. Our impotent interference and puny attempts on the Continent

they treat only with ridicule and derision. This spirit is not new: A

noble lord, now high in rank in the British army, told me nearly twenty

years ago, when we were on service together in America, that when he was

very young, and travelling in France, a general officer, on hearing him

relate that he was designed for the army, expressed his surprize that

any Englishman, to whom the choice was left, should hesitate to prefer

entering into the navy. Are the scorn and contempt of our enemies

necessary to teach us in what our true grandeur, our real national

pre-eminence, consists? It is certain that at present we far surpass

them in the number of our ships, in the dexterity of our seamen, and in

the interior regulations of our service; but I am persuaded, that they

will hereafter strain every nerve to equal and exceed us. I know, that

by very high authority the naval power of France has been denominated

“forced and unnatural;” but let those who apply to it epithets so devoid

of knowledge and reflection, remember the short period in which Louis

XIV. created this navy, and its resurrection in 1778, when, to the

astonishment of all Europe, notwithstanding its wasted and disastrous

condition but fifteen years before, it suddenly started up, singly, to

contest the empire of the sea with Britain, and for four years (until

the 12th of April 1782) poised the scale of victory against its

formidable antagonist.

Nature has denied to France a port in the Channel, capable of receiving

large ships; but if art can supply the deficiency, they seem determined

to employ it to its utmost extent. Whether the works at Cherbourg are

proceeding or not, I cannot exactly learn; but it is certain, that the

scheme of rendering it secure for line of battle ships is not utterly

abandoned; and who can doubt, that it will either be carried on there,

or in some neighbouring port, with accelerated vigour, on a return of

peace? Their warlike spirit now runs so high, and is so universally

diffused, that many years must elapse ere it will subside. It is a train

of gun-powder, to which, in the present temper of the people, a spark

will give fire. A hatred of England is fostered with unceasing care. In

nothing does this inveterate spirit against us demonstrate itself so

bitterly, as in the abhorrence with which they always mention our taking

possession of Toulon: “You gained it like traitors; you fled from it

like poltroons.” On the celebrated measure of making them a present of

four ships of the line, and six thousand of their best seamen, which

were sent to Brest and Rochfort from the Mediterranean, they often make

themselves merry, and us serious, by pointing out the ships as they now

lie near to us, equipped and ready for sea; and by affirming, that the

supply of men thus received enabled them to fit out those cruizing

squadrons which have so sorely distressed our commerce.

How incumbent upon us, then, is it become to guard against the effects,

which a propagation of this principle will inevitably produce! Naval

perfection is, I am well aware, like all other perfections, placed

beyond human reach; but the road to excellence is open. In it we have

advanced before our rivals in all branches of naval superiority but one:

I mean ship-building. Our vessels want length, and in the construction

of their bottoms are undeniably very inferior to those of our enemies.

Hence the continual escapes of the French fleets from ours, by superior

sailing, when we want to bring them to action, which no skill,

diligence, or bravery in our commanders can surmount. We possess models

from which we might learn to correct our errors, and supply our

deficiencies; but these patterns we are more ready to destroy than to

imitate, as if fearful lest comparison of them with our own productions

should demonstrate our inferiority. Thus do we continue obstinately to

grope on in a dark and superannuated track, merely because our ancestors

preceded us in it. The truth is, the art of ship-building has been

cultivated in France by men of science, enlightened by a previous study

of its theory: whereas in England it has been committed to the

management of those, who for the most part have certainly had no room to

boast of a scientific education, or a laborious examination of

principles; and who could justly lay claim to the merit of observation

only. In a country so eminent for mathematical acquirements as ours, is

it not extraordinary, that this most useful branch of knowledge should

have been so rarely applied to national advantage? What treatises on

this important subject can we oppose to those, which have been published

by French academicians, and by Bouguier in particular?

“Oh! for a bridge to pass over two hundred thousand _sans-culottes_!” I

hear often exclaimed. Not that bridge which, according to Milton, Death

consolidated across Chaos, could be more fatal to the remaining

innocence of our first parents, than such a structure, in the shape of a

superior fleet, would prove to their English descendants. To prevent its

erection, or to have a chosen band of pioneers ready to destroy it, must

be our concern. I am, however, well convinced, that hitherto they have

never seriously intended to invade us. This bug-bear has now for more

than a century been employed to affright us; to cramp our foreign

efforts; to diminish our sum of productive labour, one of the most

important of national considerations; and to debauch the manners of our

artisans and peasants in camps and barracks[D].

I have been curious to hear their account of the signal defeat, which

they experienced on the first of June. This ship was not in their

fleet, having been _launched since_; but Captain Le Franq commanded on

that day L’Entreprenant, of 74 guns, and some of the other officers were

also parties concerned. Not the invincible superiority of British seamen

in fighting and managing their ships, but “Treason! treason! joined to

the ignorance, obstinacy, and cowardice of Jean Bon St. André, caused

the loss of the day.” This naval dictator, who from a Hugonot curate at

the foot of the Pyrenees was raised to be a member of the convention,

and delegated by that body to superintend the equipment, and direct the

manœuvres, of a great fleet, is never mentioned but with execration. His

star set with that of his master, Robespierre. I have heard an officer

assert, that he _saw_ him, in the heat of the engagement, seized with a

sudden emotion, start from Admiral Villaret, near whom he was standing,

in the stern-gallery of La Montagne, and run pale and breathless down to

the lower gun-deck, under a pretence of encouraging the men; nor could

he be drawn thence, until the danger was over. “His seamanship,”

continued this gentleman, “consisted in having made one short passage.

He might be a good _ecrivain ou secretaire_; but for the marine! _Oh! le

vilain--------!_” But for him, they say, the action would have been renewed,

agreeably to the wishes and representations of Monsieur Villaret; for

“_the English were beaten, and might have been destroyed_.”----I cannot

help thinking, that if _Jean Bon St. André_ really did prevent a renewal

of the battle, he is not altogether so obnoxious to the reproaches of

his fellow-citizens as they describe him to be, France is not the first

republic which has profited, by declining to combat a victorious

enemy.----A second cause of the disaster of the day arose from Lord Howe

having gained possession of a copy of the French signals, which was

procured by “the guineas of Pitt;” so that he was enabled to divine all

their intentions, and to counteract them. It is certain, that some of

their captains were gullotined, after the return of the fleet to Brest,

but whether on a suspicion of cowardice, or perfidy, I know not. How

consolatory to French vanity are these satisfactory solutions of this

dreadful overthrow! Happy people! who, in all your conflicts against

other nations, conquer by superior skill and bravery only; and are never

vanquished but by disparity of number on the side of your enemy, or by

treachery among yourselves!

An error, which you with myself, and all other Englishmen, have fallen

into about this engagement, I must beg leave to correct, or at least to

offer you my reasons for believing it to be one.----Lord Howe’s account of

the action states, that _two_ ships of the enemy were sunk. Of Le

Vengeur we will not speak; here proof is positive. But I am persuaded

she was the only one. This the French positively assert; and I beg leave

so far to join with them, as to observe, that when in Admiral Montagu’s

squadron (of which the Alexander formed a part) we were chased, on the

_ninth of June_, by the shattered remnant of their fleet, which was

steering to Brest, it was composed of _nineteen_ sail of the line. Now,

I apprehend it to be certain, that on the day of battle this fleet

consisted but of twenty-six ships, _six_ of which were captured and

brought into England; so that it should appear the _seventh_, Le

Vengeur, made up the original number. But beside the strong presumption

which this circumstance affords, I have received assurances from so many

quarters (and particularly from one not remarkably friendly to the

present system) that I am convinced one ship only was sent to the bottom

on the first of June. Indeed, in matters of this nature, owing to the

passions of those engaged, and the innumerable causes which obstruct

vision, we should always receive similar relations _cum grano salis_. In

Lord Rodney’s action of the 12th of April 1782, a French ship, said to

be Le Diademe, was supposed to be sunk; but I believe subsequent

accounts clearly evinced that such an event did not happen. However, the

French are more than even with us upon this head; for I have heard some

of them positively affirm, that they saw three, and others four of our

ships, among which was the Queen Charlotte, go down on the first of

June. And when I assured the gentleman who furnished me with this last

piece of information, “on the evidence of his own senses,” that he had

been deceived, he only shook his head, and continued, like your friend,

a sceptic.

The remainder of this letter shall be dedicated to a detail of those

detached parts of their naval institutions, customs, and present state,

which I have been enabled to pick up. In general I think them inferior,

because less easily practicable, to our own, but many of them deserve

consideration. “_Fas est et ab hoste doceri._”

The discipline of their men struck me at the first view as contemptible;

and yet I must confess that I was surprized by the state of

subordination in which I afterwards found them. The seaman or soldier

addresses his commander by the title of _Citoyen_, and receives in

return the same appellation; but in the five weeks I have lived among

them, I have witnessed only one instance of disobedience. The offender

was a soldier, who refused to assist in performing some of the ordinary

duties of the ship. A court-martial, or _conseil de discipline_ as they

call it, was immediately holden upon him, by order of Captain Le Franq,

who prosecuted. It consisted of a lieutenant of the ship and three

seamen, and of two serjeants and a corporal of the troops. The prisoner

pleaded ignorance of the law on this head; and that when he had

voluntarily enrolled himself to serve as a soldier, it was under an

idea of not being _compelled_ to do that which _ought to be the result

of inclination_ only. This defence was deemed so unsatisfactory, that

the offender was sentenced to three months imprisonment on shore.

All the judicial institutions of their navy, and the punishments allowed

to be inflicted, as well as the cases to which they apply, are strictly

defined. The _conseil de discipline_ is impowered to try only inferior

officers and men. The officers of the _état major_ (answering nearly to

those of our ward-room) and all above them, can be tried only by a board

of officers, who assemble in the admiral’s ship. Neither of these courts

has the power of condemning to death: all offences of a capital nature

must be tried before the revolutionary tribunal. The punishments

enjoined are flogging in certain cases, the number of lashes being

limited; running the gantlope; ducking from the yard-arm; confinement on

shore, or in the lion’s den (boatswain’s store-room); stoppage of pay;

and degradation. The three last extend to officers. A prisoner’s

allowance of wine is always stopped. No man can be punished but by a

sentence of the _conseil de discipline_; and, in carrying on the

service of the ship, it is positively directed, that no “French citizen”

shall, on any account whatever, be struck; but he may be _pushed_ as

violently as may be found necessary. For giving a box on the ear an

officer would be cashiered; but to dash a man’s head against the ship’s

side, so as to crush his nose, or beat out his teeth, by rushing

suddenly upon him, is allowable.

The ranks of officers differ from ours: those only who command

line-of-battle ships, and frigates carrying 18-pounders, are properly

styled captains. Other frigates are commanded by lieutenants; and

vessels of 20 guns or under by ensigns. Common courtesy, however, with

them, as with us, annexes the title of Captain to all commanders.

Agreeably to this classification the pay is regulated, but it is at

present found so grievously inadequate, as to cause great complaints;

and yet the French are unanimous in affirming, that all ranks are not

only better paid, but better fed, clothed, and treated, than under the

old government. Besides his pay, every officer, including the warrant

officers and midshipmen, is allowed a _traitement_, in lieu of the

table which was formerly kept at the king’s expence. The _traitement_ of

admirals and captains is very handsome, and suited to their rank, as

they are enjoined to keep separate tables: that of Captain le Franq is

24 livres a day. No half-pay has yet been settled upon, or even promised

to, the French officers. The seamen are divided into four classes: the

pay of the highest class is 40½ livres a month; of the second 36½; of

the third 33½; and of the lowest 30½.

Their gradations of command are very similar to our own, from the

captain to the lieutenants, ensigns, and boatswain. The office of

_pilote_, which formerly answered to that of master with us, is

abolished. It is particularly enjoined, that the officers be put at five

watches, if the state of the ship will allow of it. The lieutenant of

the watch is stuck up on a little pedestal, which overlooks the

helmsman, whence, except in emergencies, he never stirs during his

guard, the ensign appointed to assist him, who is distinguished by

wearing a gorget, being charged to superintend the execution of his

orders.

The general uniform of both their navy and army is a blue coat, with a

red waistcoat and breeches: the naval facing is white edged with red,

and that of the soldiery red; both services wear gold epaulettes. The

naval button is an anchor, surmounted by the cap of liberty, and

encircled by the words “_La République Française_.”

Of the minute regulations established for dividing prize-money, I cannot

speak; but the general principle on which its distribution is founded

appears to me worthy of attention. Two-thirds of every prize are put

into a common stock, which is shared by the whole navy, and the

remaining third is divided among the captors. A captain receives but in

a proportion of 5 to 1 to a foremast-man; a captain of troops, and a

naval lieutenant, as 4 to 1; a naval ensign, subaltern of troops,

surgeon, and commissary, as 3 to 1; midshipmen, boatswains, gunners, &c.

as 2 to 1; and quarter-masters, and the lowest rank of officers, as 1½

to 1. The first part of this system, which relates to the common stock,

were valuable, if it could be impartially carried into execution; but

from the daily fluctuation of the parties concerned, I do not see how

it could be reduced to practice among us, without giving rise to

perpetual lawsuits. Some modification of the latter part would render

its adoption very desirable in a country where, hitherto, this important

part of the reward of naval toils has been apportioned with the most

cruel and insulting contempt of the feelings and necessities of the

lower orders.

Drugs and instruments of surgery are, I apprehend, very scarce at

present in France, as hand-bills are distributed over the fleet,

enjoining the officers who may board prizes to be particularly careful

in preserving them for the use of the republic. Those belonging to our

surgeons were seized upon this pretence; and, notwithstanding

representations were made to reclaim them, as private property (which

they were) they were neither restored, nor an equivalent for them

offered. Every French 74-gun ship is allowed a surgeon and five

assistants. How many lives might be saved in our fleets, were our

medical establishment equally liberal! Permit me here to observe to you,

that the faculty owe obligations to the revolution. It is well known

that they were heretofore, in France, treated in many instances highly

unbecoming the regard so justly due to a profession, whence mankind

derive so many benefits. Surgeons on board (and I am told on shore) are

now considered with all the respect due to gentlemen, and live in the

society of the principal officers.

The French marine corps, which, similarly to ours, was instituted for

the service of the navy, is abolished, and troops of the line embarked

in their room, who are subjected, by an express order, which I have

read, to all the general regulations of the crew, and placed under the

absolute command of the sea-officers. The detachment on board this ship

belongs to a regiment in the Western Pyrenees: it is composed of stout

healthy young men, who, if not formidable from discipline and knowledge

of tactics, are full of energy and republican enthusiasm. I must here

remark a vulgar error, which prevails too much among Englishmen who have

never travelled out of their own country----that the lower orders of the

French are puny debilitated creatures, inferior to ourselves in physical

powers. Could these persons be present at a muster of the seamen and

soldiers of this ship, they would find their size and strength the same

as their own, and in hardihood they are certainly superior to us. I

never before saw people support cold so well; this is owing to their

having no stoves on board to heat themselves by, a privation which

extends to the officers, not from election but necessity; for Admiral

Bligh’s stove was immediately transported to La Montagne, for Admiral

Vilaret, and one which belonged to the ward-room of the Alexander,

became the prey of Monsieur de Nieully.

All their men seem to be well supplied with clothing. It is furnished to

them by the government at an easy price, which has remained the same,

while on shore it has been trebled. Of this they are obliged to keep up

a stated quantity, and whenever men are turned over from one ship to

another, a list of their clothes is sent with them, and if it falls

short of the prescribed regulation, the men are forbidden to be

received. Each man is supplied with a hammock and two rugs, but no bed.

In case men belonging to ships are compelled by bad weather, or any

other cause, to remain for the night on shore, there is a

receiving-house, to which they can retire, where they are both fed and

lodged until they can be sent on board.

The allowance of every person in the fleet, without distinction, is as

follows, and like every thing else is _decimalized_, or regulated by

periods of ten days. On four of them they have half a pound of fresh

beef, on two of them half a pound of salt beef; on two of them half a

pound of salt pork, and on the remaining two four ounces of salt fish,

with oil and vinegar to eat with it; one pound and a half of soft bread

daily----no butter or cheese; on fresh-meat days, a soup for dinner made

of the beef, with a little thickening in it; every evening a soup

composed of four ounces of rice, pease, or beans, and oil; a wine quart

of thin claret daily----such is the ration in port. At sea, salt beef and

pork are served on the fresh-meat days, and, except in exceedingly bad

weather, bread is every day baked; when this cannot be done, the same

quantity of biscuit, of an excellent quality, is issued. I have seen

them grin, when grinding it, at a recollection of its superiority over

the black unpalatable stuff, which, they say, bore the same name under

the former government. You, who well know the allowance served in our

navy, may, if you please, compare the two institutions, and decide which

is preferable. I am of opinion that this is best calculated to preserve

health, particularly in long voyages and hot climates; but how far

British seamen could be brought to relish its adoption, is not so

evident. Observe that these pounds are _French_, which exceed our common

weight by full two ounces; and that nominal or purser’s pound, which is

used by order on board our ships, by a great deal more.

I remember to have formerly treated the measure of sending a frigate off

Brest, to count the number of the fleet, or to see whether it had

sailed, more lightly than it deserved. I now see that both roads may be

inspected, particularly the outer one; and even of the inner one a

sufficient degree of information may be generally gained by a good

glass. The French boast of the holding-ground in Brest-Water; but if I

may judge from the frequent dragging of anchors which happens in

moderate weather, it must be far inferior to that of Spithead. The

truth is, they are in general shamefully careless in mooring their

ships: they over-lay each other’s anchors, and thereby cause foul

berths, without reflection or ceremony.

Of real seamen they have few left, many thousands of their best having

been drafted early in the war, and sent to serve as soldiers on the

frontiers. Robespierre (whose execution was certainly the triumph of

humanity, but not of the allies) by annihilating their foreign commerce,

destroyed the only nursery which can ever supply the consumption of a

numerous navy. Their ships are, therefore, filled with landmen, who,

previously to their being drafted for actual service, are sent on board

certain vessels fitted on purpose, where they are taught all the

elementary parts of practical seamanship. The number of boys on board is

likewise very great, and for their instruction (as also for that of such

men as may be desirous of improvement) a schoolmaster is allowed to

every ship, whatever be her size. It is enjoined, that these preceptors

be capable of teaching the theories of navigation, gunnery,

fortification, and the common parts of the mathematics; and farther,

that they be men of good moral characters, and great suavity of manners.

They have a naval committee for examining of midshipmen and inferior

officers, to determine whether they be qualified to take charge of

prizes. Nothing short of irremediable necessity will justify a commander

for entrusting a prize to the direction of any person who has not

undergone this examination.

They water their ships in the roadsted from floating tanks, which are

brought alongside, whence the water is forced by pumps through hoses

into the casks on board.

Every ship is furnished, at the public expence, with a superb set of

charts of every part of the known world: those of our country are

particularly excellent: there is hardly a little harbour in Britain or

Ireland which is not laid down in them. With us this important charge is

left to the prudence and honesty of a master; and how many accidents

have befallen our ships by a neglect of it, need not be here enumerated.

I am assured, that there are in the dock-yard here three covered docks,

under which the workmen can carry on their operations in all weathers.

An experiment, of covering by a strong wooden case the rudders of ships

to the water’s edge, which leaves them only just room to work, is now

trying on two or three of their frigates. It is intended to prevent the

rudder from being unshipped, if struck by a sea.

The ponderous guns with which they used to overload their ships are

displaced for others of a size more manageable. No ship now carries

heavier metal than a French 36-pounder. Their first rates have sixteen

ports on the upper and middle deck, and fifteen on the lower, except La

Montagne, whose upper and middle deck are pierced with seventeen ports,

and her lower with sixteen; so that, exclusive of those on her

quarter-deck and forecastle (twenty in number) she mounts exactly 100

guns. They do not, however, in any of their ships, turn their

quarter-decks to so much advantage as they might. In this ship the five

aftermost and most useful ports are blocked up by standing cabins, and

have no guns provided for them.

When the fleet weighs anchor, each ship’s signal to heave up is made in

succession. This method prevents the confusion which we experience in

weighing all together; but, on the other hand, it precludes that

emulation to be first, which a competition causes; they are accordingly

very tedious in performing this operation.

Official _bulletins_ of all public events, which the convention find it

their interest to promulge, are printed on board La Montagne, from a

copy transmitted from Paris, and distributed, at the expence of the

government, to the officers and seamen of every ship. This is a popular

measure, which wonderfully flatters the lower orders, who deem

themselves in possession of all the secrets of state, and conclude that

politics are no longer a mystery. I frequently read these chronicles,

which are always filled with details of victories over their foreign

enemies, and addresses to the convention from the departments. I was

greatly diverted in reading one of the latter, from the “Popular

Society” at Brest, on the occasion of the Alexander’s colours being

presented to the convention, by the Major of Admiral Nieully’s

squadron, who was dispatched expressly to Paris on this important

mission.----“Behold,” says the orator, “_Pitt_ himself virtually brought

to the bar of the convention, when the British banner is prostrated

before your august assembly!” Notwithstanding this flourish, and fifty

more of the same sort, I am told that the inhabitants are strongly

suspected of incivism, and closely watched.

It has been customary to extol the French signals, as superior to our

own; but any man capable of judging, who will compare the two codes,

must be convinced, that those now in use in the English fleet are more

simple in their principle, more exact in their arrangement, and more

easy in their comprehension. The French were long our masters in this

art, which lately our naval officers have certainly carried beyond them.

Their superior dexterity in making and answering them must not be

confounded with the signals themselves. In this respect, from being

earlier and more closely trained, I fear it will be found (though with

many exceptions on our side) that they surpass us. There is on board

every French ship a class of youths, called _pilotins_, who attend

solely to this part of naval duty. They are placed under the direction

of an experienced quarter-master, and hold a rank immediately below that

of midshipman, into which body they are promoted from time to time,

according to their merit.

Of their deficiency of naval stores every day furnishes me with fresh

proofs. The ships by which we were taken had, after a cruize of a few

weeks, scarcely a coil of rope to repair their running rigging, or a

stick to supply any loss which a sudden gust of wind might have

occasioned. But how desperate must the state of France have been, had

the American convoy been intercepted by Admiral Montagu! You know

already in part my sentiments on that extraordinary failure. Let me now

give you fresh cause for amazement; but remember, that I quote the words

of another person without asperity, and without pretending to assign to

what quarter the culpability of that shameful miscarriage on our side

attaches:----Admiral Villaret said a few days since, to a British

officer, who was in Admiral Montagu’s squadron: “_Were you not

astonished to see me chase you, on the 9th of June last, with my

crippled fleet?_”----“_Yes_,” was the answer.----“_My only reason for it

was, if possible, to drive you off our coast, as I momently expected the

appearance of the great American convoy, the capture of which would have

ruined France at that juncture. Why you did not return to the charge,

after running us out of sight, you best know. Had you kept on your

station two days longer, you must have succeeded, as, on the 11th of

June, the whole of this convoy, beyond our expectation, entered Brest,

laden with provisions, naval stores, and West Indian productions._”

If my cheek reddens on recording this declaration of an enemy, it is

with indignation only.

Hitherto I have not witnessed among the French, either here or in the

prison-ship, a single trace of divine worship. The _Decadis_ are indeed

distinguished by a more than ordinary chanting of republican songs, a

display of the tri-coloured flag on the tops of the churches in the

town, and by a party of officers going on shore to the play. Thus, it

seems, liberty wants perpetual resuscitation, while the adoration, or

even the confession, of a Deity, is left to the unassisted operations of

the human mind. From the pompous flimsy reports and orations on this

subject made in the convention; from the _condescension_ of Robespierre,

who _decreed_ the existence of a Deity, to the hardy denial of Dupont,

who proclaimed himself an atheist; must I deduce all I know of the

present state of religion in France. It is, however, worthy of remark,

that a book, intitled “The Republican Catechism,” which is in universal

circulation, and expressly composed for the instruction of the youth of

the community, does not once acknowledge, or even hint at, the being of

a God; and the public instructor of the prison-ship assured me, that,

although the minds of men be now somewhat returning to their former

biass, six months ago an inculcation of this principle, so far from

being prescribed by the legislature, would have subjected the teacher to

punishment. God forbid! that, on such slender _data_ as I profess, I

should stigmatize all Frenchmen with the horrid appellation of atheists,

or even suppose that a belief in revelation is universally subverted:

it were almost to affirm that it had never existed. I have, indeed, in

many conversations, had the misfortune to hear innumerable blasphemies

uttered, and innumerable sarcasms thrown on all worship; but as they

have proceeded from none but weak and ignorant men (to the honour of my

friend the schoolmaster, he always reprobated them) who possibly take

this method of recommending their republican zeal; I shall be very

cautious, until able to acquire better information, of asserting what

are the general sentiments of the French on this head. Whenever the

subject is started, the people, among whom I am condemned to live,

fasten immediately upon some of the monstrous absurdities of the Romish

church, and the impositions of the priesthood, which in truth offer but

too secure a hold for derision and contempt. This trick, of attempting

to confound the impositions of knaves, and the reveries of fools, with

the spirit of Christianity, is too stale and despicable to deserve

confutation. I will not even quote the noble and decisive simile of

Hamlet, which seems to have been conceived on purpose to expose it.

Tremble not, therefore, for the faith of your friend, from such puny

opponents. He will not yield his assent to new systems, until he has, at

least, scrutinized and weighed their effects upon those who inculcate

and practise them; and if upon this test, he finds the professors of

these doctrines to be men of profligate manners and corrupted

sentiments, with the words truth, honour, humanity, and generosity in

their mouths, while they are estranged from their hearts, you will not

suppose his danger of conversion to be imminent.

And now to terminate this long desultory epistle, which I have written

by snatches, when, and how, and as, I could.----Suffer me, however, before

we part, to say a word or two of the political changes which I perceive

to be working. My residence among the French is not yet six weeks old;

and in this short space of time, wonderful has been the alteration of

opinion. When we were taken, I was perpetually stunned with the

exclamations of “_Vive la Montagne_! _Vivent les Jacobins!_” But

suddenly, _La Montagne_ is become the theme of execration, and the

Jacobin club is cashiered. I gained a confirmation of these events oddly

enough. I had observed the disuse of these ridiculous cries for some

days, and had overheard a conversation which had raised my suspicions.

To ascertain their justness, I bade one of the boys call out as before.

“Ah!” said he, “that is forbidden; _à présent il faut crier, au diable

la Montagne! A bas les Jacobins!_” which he immediately ran along the

deck exclaiming. The memory of Robespierre they have uniformly affected

to hold in abhorrence; but if I may trust to a hint, which was imparted

to me on board the prison-ship, very different was once the tone of

Captain Le Franq, and all his officers. They now load the character of

this extraordinary man, before whom, not six months since, they

prostrated themselves like reptiles, with all the assassinations and

misery which have overspread France during the last two years. To him

alone, it seems, every crime which stains the national character is

imputable. At present I will not venture any opinion; but when I get on

shore, I shall direct my enquiries to develope the character of this

celebrated demagogue.

The fleet is preparing to sail; and as all the line-of-battle ships are

known either to the Admiral, his two young gentlemen, or myself, I shall

be enabled, by observing which sail, and which do not, to note down

exactly its strength, provided we be not gone before it. But to-morrow

we are assured we are to be landed.-------- Adieu.

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