This is a long description, but applies
To scarce five minutes past before the eyes
But yet what minutes! Moments like to these
Rend men's lives into immortalities.
BYRON.
The mutiny at Spithead was soon followed up by that at the Nore; and the
ringleader, Parker, like a meteor darting through the firmament, sprung
from nothing, corruscated, dazzled, and disappeared. The Texel fleet
joined, except a few ships, which the courage and conduct of the gallant
old Admiral Duncan preserved from the contagion. Let me here digress a
little, to introduce to my readers the speech made by this officer to
his ship's company on the first symptoms of disaffection. It is
supposed that sailors are not eloquent. I assert that, with the
exception of the North American Indians, who have to perfection the art
of saying much in few words, there are few people more eloquent than
sailors. The general object looked for, in this world, is to obtain the
greatest possible effect with the smallest power; if so, the more simple
the language, the more matter is condensed, the nearer we approach to
perfection. Flourishes and flowers of rhetoric may be compared to extra
wheels applied to a carriage, increasing the rattling and complexity of
the machine, without adding to either the strength of its fabric or the
rapidity of its course.
It was on the 6th of June that the fleet at the Nore was joined by the
_Agamemnon, Leopard, Ardent_, and other ships which had separated from
Admiral Duncan's fleet. When the Admiral found himself deserted by part
of his own fleet, he called his own ship's crew together, and addressed
them in the following speech:--
"My lads! I once more call you together with a sorrowful heart, owing
to what I have lately seen, the disaffection of the fleets: I call it
disaffection, for the crews have no grievances. To be deserted by my
fleet, in the face of the enemy, is a disgrace which, I believe, never
before happened to a British admiral; nor could I have supposed it
possible. My greatest comfort under God is, that I have been supported
by the officers, seamen, and marines of this ship, for which, with a
heart overflowing with gratitude, I request you to accept my sincere
thanks. I flatter myself much good may result from your example, by
bringing those deluded people to a sense of the duty which they owe, not
only to their king and country, but to themselves.
"The British navy has ever been the support of that liberty which has
been handed down to us by our ancestors, and which I trust we shall
maintain to the latest posterity--and that can only be done by unanimity
and obedience. This ship's company, and others, who have distinguished
themselves by loyalty and good order, deserve to be, and doubtless will
be, the favourites of a grateful nation. They will also have, from
their inward feelings, a comfort which will be lasting, and not like the
floating and false confidence of those who have swerved from their duty.
"It has often been my pride with you to look into the Texel, and see a
foe which dreaded coming out to meet us. My pride is now humbled
indeed! our cup has overflowed, and made us wanton--the All-wise
Providence has given us this check as a warning, and I hope we shall
improve by it. On Him, then, let us trust, where our only security is
to be found. I find there are many good men among us: for my own part,
I have had full confidence of all in this ship; and once more I beg to
express my approbation of your conduct.
"May God, who has thus far conducted you, continue to do so; and may the
British navy, the glory and support of our country, be restored to its
wonted splendour, and be not only the bulwark of Britain, but the terror
of the world.
"But this can only be effected by a strict adherence to our duty and
obedience; and let us pray that the Almighty God may keep us in the
right way of thinking.
"God bless you all."
At an address so unassuming, and so calculated, from its simplicity and
truth, to touch the human heart, the whole ship's crew were melted into
tears, and declared their resolution to adhere to their admiral in life
or death. Had all the ships in the fleet been commanded by such men as
Admiral Duncan, the mutiny at Spithead would not have been succeeded by
that at the Nore: but the seamen had no confidence, either in their
officers, or in those who presided at the Board of Admiralty; and
distrust of their promises, which were considered to be given merely to
gain time, was the occasion of the second and more alarming rebellion of
the two.
The irritated mind of Peters was stimulated to join the disaffected
parties. His pride, his superior education, and the acknowledgment
among his shipmates that he was an injured man, all conspired to place
him in the dangerous situation of ringleader on board of his own ship,
the crew of which, although it had not actually joined in the mutiny,
now showed open signs of discontent.
But the mine was soon exploded by the behaviour of the captain. Alarmed
at the mutinous condition of the other ships which were anchored near to
him, and the symptoms of dissatisfaction in his own, he proceeded to an
act of unjustifiable severity, evidently impelled by fear and not by
resolution. He ordered several of the petty officers and leading men of
the ship to be thrown into irons, because they were seen to be earnestly
talking together on the forecastle,--and recollecting that his conduct
towards Peters had been such as to warrant disaffection, he added him to
the number. The effect of this injudicious step was immediate. The men
came aft in a body on the quarter-deck, and requested to know the
grounds upon which Peters and the other men had been placed in
confinement; and perceiving alarm in the countenance of the captain,
notwithstanding the resolute bearing of the officers, they insisted upon
the immediate release of their shipmates. Thus the first overt act of
mutiny was brought on by the misconduct of the captain.
The officers expostulated and threatened in vain. Three cheers were
called for by a voice in the crowd, and three cheers were immediately
given. The marines, who still remained true to their allegiance, had
been ordered under arms; the first lieutenant of the ship--for the
captain, trembling and confused, stood a mere cipher--gave the order for
the ship's company to go below, threatening to fire upon them if the
order was not instantaneously obeyed. The captain of marines brought
his men to the "make ready," and they were about to present, when the
first lieutenant waved his hand to stop the decided measure, until he
had first ascertained how far the mutiny was general. He stepped a few
paces forward, and requested that every "blue jacket" who was inclined
to remain faithful to his king and country, would walk over from that
side of the quarter-deck upon which the ship's company were assembled,
to the one which was occupied by the officers and marines.
A pause and silence ensued--when, after some pushing and elbowing
through the crowd, William Adams, an elderly quartermaster, made his
appearance in the front, and passed over to the side where the officers
stood, while the hisses of the rest of the ship's company expressed
their disapprobation of his conduct. The old man just reached the other
side of the deck, when turning round like a lion at bay, with one foot
on the _coamings of_ the hatchway, and his arm raised in the air to
command attention, he addressed them in these few words:--
"My lads, I have fought for my king five-and-thirty years, and have been
too long in his service to turn a rebel in my old age."
Would it be credited that, after the mutiny had been quelled, no
representation of this conduct was made to government by his captain?
Yet such was the case, and such was the gratitude of Captain A---.
The example shown by Adams was not followed--the ship's crew again
cheered, and ran down the hatchways, leaving the officers and marines on
deck. They first disarmed the sentry under the half-deck, and released
the prisoners, and then went forward to consult upon further operations.
They were not long in deciding. A boatswain's mate, who was one of the
ringleaders, piped, "Stand by hammocks!" The men ran on deck, each
seizing a hammock, and jumping with it down below on the main deck. The
object of this manoeuvre not being comprehended, they were suffered to
execute it without interruption. In a few minutes they sent up the
marine, whom they had disarmed when sentry over the prisoners, to state
that they wished to speak to the captain and officers, who, after some
discussion, agreed that they would descend and hear the proposals which
the ship's company should make. Indeed, even with the aid of the
marines, many of whom were wavering, resistance would now have been
useless, and could only have cost them their lives; for they were
surrounded by other ships who had hoisted the flag of insubordination,
and whose guns were trained ready to pour in a destructive fire on the
least sign of an attempt to purchase their anchor. To the main deck
they consequently repaired.
The scene which here presented itself was as striking as it was novel.
The after-part of the main-deck was occupied by the captain and
officers, who had come down with the few marines who still continued
steadfast to their duty, and one sailor only, Adams, who had so nobly
stated his determination on the quarter-deck. The foremost part of the
deck was tenanted by a noisy and tumultuous throng of seamen, whose
heads only appeared above a barricade of hammocks, which they had formed
across the deck, and out of which at two embrasures, admirably
constructed, two long twenty-four pounders, loaded up to the muzzle with
grape and canister shot, were pointed aft in the direction where the
officers and marines were standing--a man at the breech of each gun,
with a match in his hand (which he occasionally blew, that the priming
powder might be more rapidly ignited), stood ready for the signal to
fire.
The captain, aghast at the sight, would have retreated, but the
officers, formed of sterner materials, persuaded him to stay, although
he showed such evident signs of fear and perturbation as seriously to
injure a cause in which resolution and presence of mind alone could
avail. The mutineers, at the suggestion of Peters, had already sent aft
their preliminary proposals, which were, that the officers and marines
should surrender up their arms, and consider themselves under an arrest,
intimating at the same time that the first step in advance made by any
one of their party would be the signal for applying the match to the
touch-holes of the guns.
There was a pause and dead silence, as if it were a calm, although every
passion was roused and on the alert; every bosom heaved tumultuously,
and every pulse was trebled in its action. The same feeling which so
powerfully affects the truant schoolboy--who, aware of his offence, and
dreading the punishment in perspective, can scarce enjoy the rapture of
momentary emancipation--acted upon the mutineers, in an increased ratio,
proportioned to the magnitude of their stake. Some hearts beat with
remembrance of injuries and hopes of vengeance and retaliation; others
with ambition, long dormant, bursting from its concealed recess; and
many were actuated by that restlessness which induced them to consider
any change to be preferable to the monotony of existence in compulsory
servitude.
Among the officers, some were oppressed with anxious forebodings of
evil--those peculiar sensations which, when death approaches nearly to
the outward senses, alarm the heart; others experienced no feeling but
that of manly fortitude and determination to die, if necessary, like
men; in others, alas;--in which party, small as it was, the captain was
pre-eminent--fear and trepidation amounted almost to the loss of reason.
Such was the state of the main-deck of the ship at the moment in which
we are now describing it to the reader.
And yet, in the very centre of all this tumult, there was one who,
although not indifferent to the scene around him, felt interested
without being anxious; astonished without being alarmed. Between the
contending and divided parties, stood a little boy, about six years old.
He was the perfection of childish beauty; chestnut hair waved in curls
on his forehead, health glowed on his rosy cheeks, dimples sported over
his face as he altered the expression of his countenance, and his large
dark eyes flashed with intelligence and animation. He was dressed in
mimic imitation of a man-of-war's man--loose trousers, tightened at the
hips, to preclude the necessity of suspenders--and a white duck frock,
with long sleeves and blue collar--while a knife, attached to a lanyard,
was suspended round his neck: a light and narrow-brimmed straw hat on
his head completed his attire. At times he looked aft at the officers
and marines; at others he turned his eyes forward to the hammocks,
behind which the ship's company were assembled. The sight was new to
him, but he was already accustomed to reflect much, and to ask few
questions. Go to the officers he did not, for the presence of the
captain restrained him. Go to the ship's company he could not, for the
barricade of hammocks prevented him. There he stood, in wonderment, but
not in fear.
There was something beautiful and affecting in the situation of the boy;
calm, when all around him was anxious tumult; thoughtless, when the
brains of others were oppressed with the accumulation of ideas;
contented, where all was discontent; peaceful, where each party that he
stood between was thirsting for each other's blood:--there he stood, the
only happy, the only innocent one, amongst hundreds swayed by jarring
interests and contending passions.
And yet he was in keeping, although in such strong contrast, with the
rest of the picture; for where is the instance of the human mind being
so thoroughly depraved as not to have one good feeling left? Nothing
exists so base and vile as not to have one redeeming quality. There is
no poison without some antidote--no precipice, however barren, without
some trace of verdure, no desert, however vast, without some spring to
refresh the parched traveller, some oasis, some green spot, which, from
its situation, in comparison with surrounding objects, appears almost
heavenly; and thus did the boy look almost angelic, standing as he did
between the angry exasperated parties on the main-deck of the
disorganised ship.
After some little time he walked forward, and leaned against one of the
twenty-four pounders that was pointed out of the embrasure, the muzzle
of which was on a level with, and intercepted by, his little head.
Adams, the quarter-master, observing the dangerous situation of the
child, stepped forward. This was against the stipulations laid down by
the mutineers, and Peters cried out to him--"Heave-to, Adams, or we
fire!" Adams waved his hand in expostulation, and continued to advance.
"Keep back," again cried Peters, "or, by God, we fire!"
"Not upon one old man, Peters, and he unarmed," replied Adams; "I'm not
worth so much powder and shot." The man at the gun blew his match.
"For God's sake, for your own sake, as you value your happiness and
peace of mind, do not fire, Peters!" cried Adams, with energy, "or
you'll never forgive yourself."
"Hold fast the match," said Peters; "we need not fear our man," and as
he said this, Adams had come up to the muzzle of the gun, and seized the
boy, whom he snatched up in his arms.
"I only came forward, Peters, to save your own boy, whose head would
have been blown to atoms if you had chanced to have fired the gun," said
Adams, turning short round, and walking aft with the boy in his arms.
"God in heaven bless you, Adams!" cried Peters, with a faltering voice,
and casting a look of fond affection at the child. The heart of the
mutineer was at that moment softened by parental feelings, and he blew
the priming off the touch-hole of the gun, lest an accidental spark
should risk the life of his child, who was now aft with the officers and
their party.
Reader, this little boy will be the hero of our tale.