With those powerful agents, Fire and Water, we contrive to Escape
from a French Prison.
After more than an hour of confusion and loud talking it was at last
proposed and agreed to, _nem. con._, that the prisoners should be
confined in the old church; the twelve invalids to be divided into two
parties, who were to be sentinels over them, relieving each other every
four hours. The mayor immediately went forward with the village
blacksmith to examine the state of the church doors, and ascertain how
they might be secured; while the prisoners, having been summoned out of
the privateer, were escorted up between two files of the privateer's men
with their swords drawn, and followed by the whole population. As soon
as we arrived at the church door the name of every prisoner was taken
down by the mayor, attended by a notary, and then he was passed into the
church. Bramble and I of course were marched up with the others, the
captain of the privateer talking with us the whole way, through the
young man who interpreted, informing us that an express had been sent
over to Morlaix, to which town we should be escorted the next day, and
then have better accommodation. As we stood at the huge doors of the
church, which were opened for our reception, we perceived that the
altar and all the decorations had been removed, and that, with the
exception of the large wooden screen of carved oak near the altar, the
church was completely bare. Bramble spoke to the interpreter, and said
that he hoped the captain would request the mayor to allow the prisoners
to have straw to lie down upon, as the pavement would be very cold.
Although the mayor at first demurred at this demand, yet the captain of
the privateer, probably out of goodwill to Bramble, insisted, and the
straw was ordered to be sent in. At last the mayor became impatient, we
could delay no longer, and the doors were closed.
[Illustration: THE PRISON.--Marryat, Vol. X., p. 345.]
I had surveyed the church as we were escorted up to it. It was very
large, capable, I should think, of holding more than two thousand
people. The walls of the church were very massive, and the windows had
but very few panes of glass remaining in them, but they were so very
high as to prevent our climbing out of them, even if there had not been
six sentinels guarding us outside. At one corner, to the right of the
end of the church where the altar-piece had been, was a narrow stone
tower, apparently an addition made to the Lady's Chapel long after the
church had been originally built. When we were shut up we were enabled
to survey the interior at our leisure. The whole was completely bare to
the pavement until you came to the chancel part, near to which the altar
had been, where the wooden screens and seats still remained, in a sad
dilapidated state; but they must have once been very handsome, for the
carving, where it was perfect, was very beautiful. A small, thick wooden
door, loaded with ironwork, communicated with the narrow tower, which
had a flight of stone steps running up to the top, and narrow loopholes
to give light as you ascended. While the majority of the prisoners were
sitting down here and there on the pavement, few of them entering into
conversation, Bramble had, with me, taken a full survey of our locality.
"I tell you what, Tom; if we once get to Morlaix, all chance is over,"
said he. "We must either get out of this church this very night, or we
must make up our minds to remain in prison Heaven knows how long."
"Have we any chance?"
"I'll tell you more about that in a little while."
The door of the church now opened, and the people brought in the straw
for the beds, which they threw all in a heap in the center of the
church, and the doors were again closed.
"I see daylight now," said Bramble. "Tom, find the mate and boatswain,
and bring them here to me quickly."
I did so, and Bramble asked them whether they were inclined to make an
attempt to get clear.
They replied that they would join us in anything--they did not care what
it was, and against any odds.
"Well, then," said Bramble, "my idea is this. You see there are but
twelve old soldiers to guard us; for you may be certain that, before
long, all the privateer's men will be as drunk as owls--that's but
natural; not that I think of coming to any fight with them, but I make
the observation because, if we get out, we shall have little to fear
afterward. Now, you see, I asked for the straw because the idea came in
my head that it might be useful. You see, what I propose is, as there is
plenty of wood in this part of the church, that we should wait till
about three hours after dark--that is, until ten or eleven o'clock--and
then set fire to the church. They must come and let us out, you know; at
least I take it for granted that they will before the roof comes down.
If they don't, we must force the doors ourselves--I've looked at
them--and until we do there is no fear of suffocating, for there are no
panes to the windows. So, after all, it will only be a bonfire, without
danger to anybody."
"Well, but what shall we gain by it?" said the mate. "We shall be walked
out with the other prisoners, and how shall we then escape?"
"There it is: we will not be walked out with the other prisoners; and,
in the confusion and hurry of taking them away to one place or another,
they will not be likely to miss us. We will all go up this narrow tower,
where we may remain, till the church falls in, with perfect safety; and
then, when all is quiet again, and the people have left the spot, we
will make for the pier, get one of the fishing boats and be off. How do
you like the idea?"
We all agreed that the plan was very feasible, and would attempt it.
"Well, then, we must remain quiet for the present; all you have to do is
to fetch as much straw this way as you can by degrees: I expect they
will bring us something to eat before long."
We removed a large portion of the straw to the chancel; in half an hour
afterward the doors were opened and rations of bread were brought in.
What still more assisted our plans was, that the captain of the
privateer at the same time, very good-naturedly, brought a demijohn of
brandy, which he gave to Bramble.
Bramble thanked him through the interpreter, and told him that he would
get well drunk that night.
"Yes, drive away care, captain says," replied the interpreter.
Once more the doors were closed, and we had no chance of further
interruption.
[Illustration: JACK A PRISONER.--Marryat, Vol X., p. 349.]
By Bramble's direction, the mate, assisted by me and the boatswain,
cast loose the remaining bundles of straw and shook them down as beds
for the prisoners at the end of the church nearest to the door; and as
soon as they had eaten their bread, Bramble gave them all a portion of
the brandy, advising them to turn in soon, as we were to march very
early the next morning. We remained with them at first, having taken our
seats on the straw as if we also intended to repose. At last it became
dusk, and then dark; the prisoners settled themselves to sleep; we left
them and joined Bramble. Having arranged our straw so as to secure
ignition, and leaving the mate and boatswain down below, Bramble and I,
now that there was no chance of our being seen by the sentinels,
ascended the tower. It commanded a view of the town and harbor. We
looked down upon the main street--all was mirth and revelry; fiddling
and dancing and singing were to be heard from more than one house; women
in the street laughing, and now and then running and screaming when
pursued by the men.
"This is all right," observed Bramble; "in an hour or two you'll see how
quiet everything will be; but I shall not let them all go to bed before
I set fire, for there may be some difficulty in waking them. I don't see
that there's any lights down at the pier, where the vessels lie."
We stayed up there till about eleven o'clock, Bramble watching the
lights and sounds; and when he considered that they had sufficiently
decreased, he said, "Now we'll try it, Tom, and may success attend us!"
We descended and found the mate and boatswain anxiously waiting for us.
Bramble struck a light with his flint, and we carried it to the screen
where we had piled the straw under the seats and against the panels.
"Now then, messmates," said Bramble, "as long as the others sleep the
better; but if they waken in the confusion, bring here all the straw you
can collect, for we must not fail for want of fuel."
But of this there was no chance, for the wood of the screen and benches
was so dry that it was alight immediately. For ten minutes the other
prisoners and the guard outside did not appear to be aware of what was
going on; but at last the church was so filled with smoke that they were
roused up. Still the principal smoke was in that portion of the church
where we were; at the other end they were not much inconvenienced, as it
found vent by the windows. What the invalids were about outside I do not
know, but they did not perceive it; probably they had left their guard
to go and carouse. At all events the flames had climbed up from the
screen and had caught a portion of the roof before the Frenchmen knew
that the church was on fire; the smoke was now exchanged for a bright
clear flame, which had already found its way through the slating, and
the prisoners were halloaing and screaming as loud as they could. We
went to the part of the church where the others were, and joined the
outcry. The voices of the people outside were now to be heard, for men
and women had been summoned by the cry of the church being on fire:
still there was no danger until the roof fell in, and that would not be
the case for perhaps an hour, although it was now burning furiously, and
the sparks and cinders were borne away to leeward by the breeze. The
screams of the prisoners now became dreadful: frightened out of their
wits, they fully expected to be burned alive; still the door was not
opened, although we heard a loud consultation of many voices without.
"Well," said Bramble, "I hope they really don't mean to let us burn
here; at all events, if they do, I can save the poor devils, for
there's room enough on the stairs of the tower for twice as many. At all
events we must hold on till the last moment."
As he said this we heard them outside put the key in the door, and
immediately Bramble, the boatswain, mate, and I retreated from the crowd
and gained the other portion of the church, which was most in flames. As
the door opened we hastened to the tower door, and closing it after us,
gained the staircase near the top, where we remained quiet; there was no
want of smoke there, but still we could breathe pretty freely, as the
fire from the roof was borne down by the wind from us and toward the
people, who were at the front of the church. How they disposed of the
other prisoners we do not know, as we dared not show ourselves; but in
about half an hour the whole of the roof fell down upon the pavement,
and nothing but the bare walls of the church were left standing.
After the roof fell in the light from the flames was so small that we
ventured to the top of the tower to look out. There were still many
people standing about, but the major part of them were gone. As the fire
sank down so did the people go away; at last there was no one to be
seen: we remained more than half an hour watching; light after light
disappeared, and all was quiet as death.
"Now's our time," said Bramble, "but still we must be cautious; let us
follow one another at about ten yards apart: if we meet with any one,
pretend to be reeling as if drunk, and they may think we are
privateer's-men not yet gone to bed."
[Illustration: THE ESCAPE.--Marryat, Vol. X., p. 353.]
We followed him down the stairs, gained the church, and trod over the
still burning embers; as soon as we were clear of the walls we turned to
the right in our way down to the harbor, keeping in the gloom as much as
possible. We arrived safely at the pier, for there was not a soul
stirring; all our fear was that we should find some one keeping watch on
board of the vessels, which we must pass after we had possession of one
of the fishing-boats, as they laid inside of them. But fortune favored
us every way: the boat we selected had her sails bent, and was not
fastened with a chain; we were, therefore, in the stream in a moment;
the tide was also running out strong, and we passed the vessels without
having occasion to use our oars. The battery at the entrance of the
harbor was also without its usual sentry, for the men had been called up
to guard the prisoners. In half an hour we were clear of the harbor, and
steering with a fine breeze for the English coast; and when daylight
broke the French land was but just perceptible.
"Well," said Bramble, "praised be Heaven for all things. I expected to
have lost my precious liberty for years, and I have only lost two
shirts, one pair of trousers, and three pair of worsted stockings."
We had nothing to eat or drink, but that we cared little for, as the
wind was fair. About ten o'clock that night we landed at Cawsand Bay
near Plymouth, where we sat down to a hearty supper; and when we went to
bed, I did not forget to thank Providence for my unexpected escape.