CHAPTER VII

THE HULKS

Description of the _Proteus_--Story of a French sufferer--Aspect of

his fellow prisoners--Below decks--System of

discipline--Overcrowding and bad sanitary conditions--Dietaries

coarse and insufficient--Employments on board--The “Rafalés,” their

misery and degradation--Attempts at escape often

successful--Escapes at Dartmoor--Prisoner walled up in a

chimney--Naval officer’s uniform stolen--Some figures giving number

of French prisoners in custody.

We may leave Dartmoor for a time and return to the Hulks, which it was

intended to supplement and in a measure replace. It is well known that

they were viewed with horror, and some personal experiences of one who

was confined on board one for nearly nine years will be read with

interest. M. Louis Garneray, the author, was a French painter, who came

from a family of artists, and who took to a seafaring life from a love

of adventure. He sailed to the East on a French ship and made the

homeward voyage on the _Belle Poule_, one of a squadron which was to

cruise on the west coast of Africa, and was captured on the 30th of

March, 1806, by the English sloop _Ramillies_. Mr. Louis Garneray was

wounded and made prisoner and from that date, as he tells us, began a

torture which lasted for the nearly nine years of his imprisonment on

board the English hulks. He relates as follows: “I thought I was dead to

the past, but my blood boils with indignation when I recall the

unheard-of sufferings that I endured in those tombs of the living. The

lot of a solitary prisoner awakens compassion, but at least he is not

tortured by witnessing the woes of a herd of poor wretches, brutalised

and exasperated by privations and misery. Far from exaggerating I would

even wish to abate something of the truth in my account of the terrible

miseries of the English hulks.

“It took six weeks to reach Portsmouth Roads, and on the morning after

our arrival, I was transferred with some others to the hulk _Proteus_.

For the benefit of those who do not know what a hulk is, I may explain

that it is an old dismasted vessel, a two or three decker, which is

moored fast so as to be almost as immovable as a stone building.

“I passed between rows of soldiers on to the deck, and was brutally

thrust into the midst of the wretched, hideous mortals that peopled the

hulk. No pen, however powerful, could bring before the reader the sight

on which my eyes fell. Imagine a crowd of corpses leaving their graves

for a moment--hollow eyes, wan, cadaverous complexions, bent backs,

beards neglected, emaciated bodies, scarcely covered with yellow rags,

almost in shreds, and you will then have some notion of the scene that I

saw.

“Scarcely had I set foot on the deck, when the warders laid hold of me,

tore off my clothes with violence, forced me into an icy cold bath, and

then dressed me in a shirt, a pair of trousers, and waistcoat of an

orange yellow. Not an inch of stuff had been wasted in making these

garments; the trousers came to an end half way down my legs, and the

waistcoat obstinately refused to button. These garments bore the

initials T. O. stamped on them in black; those letters stood for

Transport Office. When dressed, I and my companions had our names

entered, and then each of us had a post assigned to him.

“The forecastle and the space between it and the quarter-deck were the

only parts where the prisoners were allowed to take air and exercise,

and not always even there. This space was about 44 feet long by 38 wide.

This narrow space was called by the prisoners ‘the park.’ Fore and aft

were the English; at one end the lieutenant in command; the officers,

their servants and a few soldiers at the other. The part allotted to the

prisoners was strongly boarded over, and the planks were thickly studded

with broad-headed nails, making them almost as impenetrable as a wall of

iron; and at intervals were loopholes, which, in case of an outbreak,

would enable the garrison to fire upon us without exposing themselves.

The prisoners’ berths were on the lower gun-deck and the orlop-deck,

each of which was about 130 feet long by 40 wide. In this space were

lodged nearly seven hundred men. The little light which could have

reached us through the portholes was obscured by gratings two inches

thick, which were inspected daily by our jailers. All round the vessel

ran a gallery with open floor, so that, had anyone attempted to hide

underneath, he would have been immediately seen by the sentinels, who

were always on duty in this gallery. Our guard consisted of about forty

or fifty soldiers; about twenty sailors and a few boys were also on

board. Sentinels were placed all over the vessel and on the quarter-deck

were always eight or ten men ready to take arms at the least noise. At

night we heard every quarter of an hour the monotonous cry of the

sentinels: ‘All’s well.’

“At six o’clock in the evening, during summer, and two in winter, the

English went round striking the sides of the hulk and the gratings over

the portholes, to see that all was right; later, soldiers armed with

loaded and bayoneted muskets came into our part of the hulk, and made us

go on deck that we might be counted. After this, the hatches and

portholes were closed, in winter at least, for in summer the portholes

were left open or we should have been all dead in the morning. As it was

the air was so poisoned by the close shutting up together of so many

persons, that the English, after opening the hatches in the morning,

rushed away from them immediately. The furniture of the hulk was very

simple; it consisted of a long bench placed against the walls, and four

others in the middle. Each prisoner was given, on coming on board, a

hammock, a thin blanket, and a flock mattress. The seven hundred

hammocks were arranged in two rows, one above the other. There was no

distinction of rank among us, but those of the prisoners who could

afford it, had made a sort of frame, which they themselves fitted with

mattresses; they were thus a little more comfortable, but the poisonous

air and vermin were the lot of all alike.

“It was, however, in our provisions that the hatred of the English

showed itself most clearly. Each prisoner’s ration consisted of a pound

and a quarter of brown bread, and seven ounces of cow-beef; for soup at

noon we were allowed three ounces of barley and an ounce of onion for

every four men. One day in the week, instead of meat and soup, we had a

pound of red herring and a pound of potatoes; and on another, a pound of

dried cod, with the same quantity of potatoes. These quantities would

have been sufficient, but the contractors always cheated; there were

also deductions made from a prisoner’s allowance for any attempted

escape, and for other alleged misconduct; and we had made a rule that

each should contribute his share towards these diminutions. There were

also other reductions made voluntarily by ourselves to pay for a

newspaper clandestinely introduced, and to supply money to those who had

escaped. The provisions were cooked by some of our number. We

breakfasted on dry bread; at noon we had our soup with bread in it, and

the meat was reserved for supper. The herrings were so detestable that

we generally sold them back again to the contractors at a low price;

they came round to us the next week; and in this way some of them did

duty faithfully for more than ten years! With the money realised by

their sale, we bought a little butter or cheese. The dried cod was bad,

but we could manage to swallow it. The bread was often heavy as lead,

but heavy as it was, the weight given to us was frequently so

insufficient that we were compelled to make complaint; and in that case

we had to wait fasting till the evening, before the proper authority

could find time to give his decision. Water was brought to us by little

boats, from which we ourselves had to raise it; those who were too weak,

too old or too dignified to share in this task, paid a halfpenny to

their substitutes. We had also to take each his part in cleaning our

decks and ‘the park.’ Crimes and disorders, the reader may suppose,

would be frequent enough in such an assembly of men, exasperated by

suffering and misfortune.

“In the _Proteus_ order was preserved as far as possible by a committee

of eight members, chosen by the majority, and their task was to issue

orders relating either to our general life or to particular cases, and

also to give decisions without appeal in all differences that arose. In

the event of a crime, however, the committee had only the power to

summon all the prisoners, who, in grave cases, were the judges. The

right of pardon did not exist in our community. To these means of

keeping order must be added the moral influence of the officers on

board, for although there was no distinction of rank, they were

generally esteemed, and could mostly get a hearing from the crowd.

“This was the community to which I was now introduced. When I went to

take the post assigned to me, there seemed to me to hang about the long

chamber a thick cloud, bearing in it the germs of epidemics. I had been

in my life in a slaver with 250 slaves packed in the hold, I knew how

poisonous was the atmosphere there, and thought that nothing could be

worse--I now learnt my mistake. The horrible den in which I found myself

was dimly lighted by the portholes covered with gratings; as my eyes

became accustomed to the dim light, I saw around the pale corpse-like,

ragged wretches I have described. Except a few who, stretched on the

boards at full length, wan and dull-eyed, seemed at the point of death,

all in this hideous den were busily engaged. Some, armed with planes,

were carpentering; others were at work in bone, making ornaments and

chessmen; others were making really beautiful models of ships; some were

making straw hats, and others knitted night caps; there were also among

them tailors, shoemakers and one man who manufactured, Heaven knows from

what, tobacco; nor must I omit the professors of fencing, the baton,

and, above all, dancing-masters, whose lessons were charged at the rate

of a halfpenny for an hour’s instruction. Seated near the portholes were

some of our officers, who by way of killing the time and earning a few

pence, gave lessons in algebra or geometry, at a price not above that

which the dancing-master received. Through this crowd moved dealers with

their cries of ‘Who wants to sell? Who buys?’ Every now and then some

poor wretch with hunger in his looks, would stop one of them, and

dispose of the miserable rags from his back, and then, turning to

another dealer, expend the amount in unattractive food. Some of the

occupations of which I have spoken--such as, for example,

straw-plaiting--were forbidden by the English, as coming into

competition with their own manufactures; with slight interruptions,

however, the prisoners worked continuously through the whole day.

“Did a soldier, sentinel or not, set foot on the gangway leading to our

part of the hulk, the first prisoner who observed him raised the signal

agreed on by us, and at the cry of ‘ship’ repeated from one end to the

other, everything forbidden was stowed away, and any who might happen to

be piercing the walls of the hulk in order to make their escape ceased

working for a while.

“My adventurous life had brought me into contact with many hardships,

but when I was shown the place assigned to me my heart sank. I had,

however, a little money; and for three out of my five louis, I purchased

from a soldier, who had succeeded to it within a fortnight, the right to

the best place in the hulk. I got a table and bench into the bargain,

and thus I was installed.

“I had not been long on board before I found that there was a particular

class excelling the generality in utter misery. They were called the

‘Rafalés,’ and lived penned up by themselves in seclusion from the rest.

Incorrigible gamblers, these wretches had long since parted with their

hammocks and blankets; at night they would lie for the sake of warmth in

a row on the bare boards, all on the same side; and when the one at the

head of a row got tired of the position, he would cry out, ‘Tack,’ and

the whole line would immediately change sides. The strange misery of

this existence seemed, nevertheless, to have its charms, for outsiders

would occasionally wish to enter this fellowship, but to do so, certain

rules had to be complied with. The aspirant had to sell all he

possessed, and to give a treat of beer and bread, after which a stone

would be given to him as a pillow, and he was then received as a member.

The experiment was tried of giving these men fresh hammocks, but they

found their softness insupportable and sold them. Many of these wretches

were all but naked; and when the roll was called, two or three in this

condition would hire between them an old blanket, under cover of which

they would come on deck; for this accommodation, the value of a

halfpenny (for money was a thing unknown to them) was deducted from

their next day’s rations. The rations of these men would be pledged for

sometimes five or six days in advance, and then they would wander about

looking with hungry eyes for potato-peelings or onion skins; a herring

head or cabbage-stump would be a blessed discovery; not seldom, however,

two ‘Rafalés’ in the extreme of hunger would even gamble for the prizes

thus obtained. Most of them, of course, soon died, and others, when at

the point of death, would be recovered by a course of treatment at the

hospital.

“By way of whiling away the time and in order that when my liberation

came I might be able to pass my examination, I determined to join those

who were studying mathematics. The difficulties in our way were not

slight; yet so earnestly did we study on board the hulks, that I have

known rude, ignorant sailors, who at setting out could not form a single

letter of the alphabet, become possessed in a few years not only of the

power to write fluently, but also of a competent knowledge of geography

and mathematics. Our first difficulty was to get books and instruments,

and even when this was overcome we had made but little progress. The

noise on deck by day rendered hopeless all attempt at study, and lights

were forbidden at night. At night, however, we determined to work. The

students were the poorest body on board, with the exception always of

our friends the ‘Rafalés;’ we had no money, yet to work at night we must

have a lamp or candle. At dinner, therefore, every student was bound to

set apart carefully every morsel of fat from his meat; this fat was

collected in a large shell, and with the addition of a wick we had our

lamp. When night came we drew our benches up to the table under our

lamp, and then surrounded the whole with a sort of hat, built up of

mattresses, hammocks and blankets. Every chink had to be stopped up to

hide the light from the English, who were constantly on the watch

through the loopholes. Sometimes the air became so bad in this

sanctuary, that I have frequently seen men by no means weak or delicate

fall senseless. These precautions were necessary, as, had we been

discovered, not only should we have had three days in the black-hole (an

awful den), on two-thirds of the allowance, but the authorities, by a

refinement of cruelty, which I have always been at a loss to understand,

were wont to destroy in the presence of prisoners books, papers, slates,

and other things, thus breaking all rules.

“It may be supposed that there was no lack of attempts to escape from

this life, which, in one of the three different hulks on board of which

I was during my imprisonment, was rendered still more miserable by the

choleric and vindictive character of the lieutenant in command. The

first of these attempts after my arrival was made in the following

manner. I have stated that water was brought over to us by little boats;

these boats carried back empty the barrels they had previously left.

Accordingly, the night before the arrival of the water-boat, one of our

number hid himself in an empty barrel. I and another were in the secret,

and it happened to be our turn to assist in raising and lowering the

casks. We had raised all the full barrels, and the order was given to

lower the empty ones. I could hear my heart beat, when, after having

lowered all but the row which would remain at the top, my companion and

I moved towards a barrel marked with a notch, to show us that it was

there our friend lay hidden. It descended safely and the boat, after a

while, pushed off. The man who had invented this desperate means of

escaping intended to remain till the following night in his barrel, and

then, when all was quiet, to get somehow to shore. Wild as the

undertaking seemed, it succeeded, nevertheless; but some time afterwards

when, from not hearing of his capture, we concluded that he had made

good his escape, and were about to repeat the attempt, we observed, to

our bitter disappointment, that the English carefully inspected the

barrels before lowering them.

“Various other methods were put in practice; and it was not seldom that,

in the dead of night, we were awakened by the firing of a musket,

followed perhaps by a cry, whereby we learnt that some attempt had been

discovered. The water would be immediately illuminated and boats would

put off from the other hulks to aid in the chase if necessary, and

presently soldiers would invade our den, and wake up those who still

slept with blows of the fist or the butt-ends of their muskets. Then,

for two hours, perhaps, we should have to turn out on deck, while we

were counted several times over; and when we at last regained our

hammocks, the rest of the night would pass in questions and suppositions

as to who had escaped, and whether he had got safely off. For an

intended escape was made known only to those who were to share in it,

and a few friends who could be relied on. Men driven desperate by hunger

would, for the sake of a little relief, turn traitors, and inform

against their companions in wretchedness. So many escapes were effected,

that at last, in order to reduce their number, the English Government

decreed that the flight of a prisoner should be punished by the death of

two others, who were to be hanged in his place, in case he should not be

retaken. Our officers met together and drew up a letter, addressed to

the Privy Council; and from it, in support of what I have stated, and

which else might appear my own invention, I cite the following passages:

‘We are unable adequately to express our astonishment at the order which

you have addressed to us; we have had to read it over and over again

before we could persuade ourselves that it was possible for persons

belonging to a nation calling itself civilised, to put forward such

barbarous threats as those contained in the order. You throw on us the

responsibility of holding in safe custody our comrades, removing it from

those to whom is confided their safekeeping. Prisoners are themselves to

answer for prisoners, and at the hazard of their lives.’ And again: ‘We

cannot doubt that it is your wish to reduce us to despair, and we swear

all, that whatever you may have in store for us, we will meet it with a

firmness that will not disgrace the great nation to which we have the

honour to belong. We choose death rather than ignominy; and death we

will face when called on in such a way as to leave behind us an example

of courage and firmness as striking as that you afford of injustice and

cruelty.’” This letter was followed by petitions from all the hulks, and

the atrocious measure was never put in force. The imposition of such

frightful penalties upon men who were only obeying the first dictates of

nature as exhibited by every caged animal from man downwards, was, of

course, perfectly indefensible. But England was no worse than France in

this respect. Severe punishment was decreed for all English prisoners

who sought to make their escape from French war prisons; at one time a

proclamation was made that all taken in the act should be sentenced to

the galleys; at another they were warned that they would be tried by

court-martial. But these threats availed little, and constant and

determined were the attempts to break away from the ruthless

confinement of such strong places as Verdun, Bitche and Valenciennes.

Our authority, M. Garneray, speaks of three of his attempts to escape

and no doubt he would have tried again but for the blessed advent of

peace. He brings his story to a close with the following last words:

“After long, patient labour, assisted by a companion, I had managed to

cut through the side of the hulk, but we were seen as we ventured forth

by some of the sentinels who laid rough hands upon us and wounded us

severely. Again, with a companion I got overboard, but was recaptured

when within an inch of drowning, the sad fate which overtook my friend.”

Once more, with two others, he contrived to seize a boat and get out to

sea, but when actually within sight of the French coast, they were

overtaken by an English corvette and secured. He says: “I was utterly

broken down. The ill-treatment we had so long suffered grew worse; news

reached us of the disasters of the French arms, and every moment we had

to listen to the grossest abuse of our emperor and our country. One day

my patience was exhausted, and I knocked down a sailor who had grossly

insulted me; others rushed up, and a fight ensued; the captain came up;

and bruised and bleeding I was thrust into the black-hole. Five days had

I been here when earlier in the morning than usual came the man who

generally brought me the morsel of horrible bread which was to last till

the following day: ‘You may come out.’ he said kindly; ‘you are free.’

I rushed on deck to get fresh air, where, to my surprise, I found my

comrades crying, laughing, dancing, shouting. The peace had been signed

and we were free!”

At Dartmoor attempts at escape were frequent and, when backed up with

much patient ingenuity and great daring, sometimes succeeded. A

favourite method of passing out was by mining underneath the boundary

wall. One case which narrowly involved the life of a boy of fourteen,

who was suspected of having given information, may be transcribed from

an official report:--“A poor boy called Philip Hamond,” says the report,

“calls for commiseration. This lad was born at Guernsey and was pressed

by a French privateer, which was taken by one of his Majesty’s cruisers.

The prisoners began a mine, which they carried under the foundations for

about forty yards at a depth of five feet below the surface and about

four feet in diameter, towards the outer walls to which they had nearly

approached. They were unable to work in a straight line on account of

the boulders which they came upon in the gravel, and were frequently

obliged to make a considerable deviation in order to turn these

obstacles. The tools used were wooden spades with an edge of tin, cask

hoops and old iron made into scrapers. The earth taken daily from the

mine had been concealed below the floor and had also been taken out to

the gardens in small quantities with ashes and refuse. The boy Hamond,

observing earth concealed and distributed in several places, became

alarmed lest he himself should become involved in a dangerous venture

and secretly informed the authorities. Upon the discovery of the plot

the prisoners rose in a body and arming themselves with daggers made of

old nails, iron wire and pieces of glass fitted into wooden handles,

they would instantly have made the boy the object of their vengeance if

he had not taken refuge under the bayonets of the guard which was called

in to suppress the rising.”

A captive will risk much and bear much to secure freedom. A Frenchman at

Dartmoor, who was a good practical stone-mason, was employed with others

in building the Princetown rectory-house. They had reached that part of

the work which consisted in fixing a chimney flue, and left an inner

recess large enough to hold a man standing upright, but walled only with

thin stone especially selected for the purpose and easily removable.

After six feet had been gained the strong work was resumed; the flue was

made the proper thickness and the stones rendered in good mortar. Care

was taken to leave air and eyelet holes for breathing and observation in

the six feet of thin wall. One afternoon the intending fugitive entered

the flue and took up his quarters in the above mentioned recess, while

his comrades went on with their work above. They worked so well and with

so much skill that they were particularly commended by their foreman,

who complimented them highly on the excellent face put upon the flue.

The man in hiding was not missed until after the party had left work,

but his absence was discovered at evening roll call. A thorough search

was then made of the rectory-house, inside and out, but the smooth

surface of the walls negatived all idea of a practicable hiding place. A

number of vigorous bayonet thrusts were made up the freshly built flue,

but without betraying or injuring the man inside and the search was

abandoned. It was believed the prisoner had absconded during the day,

having successfully eluded the vigilance of the sentries posted in a

cordon round the house. At nightfall, however, the immured man, finding

all quiet, attacked the green masonry at its thinnest part and

extricating himself without difficulty, made off unobserved. The state

of the flue on the following morning pointed clearly to the method by

which he had effected his escape.

The employment of the prisoners in the officers’ quarters outside the

prison, inspired another clever and audacious Frenchman with a plan of

escape. He was a man of the superior class, well educated, who had been

taken prisoner when serving on board a French privateer. He was a quick

and expert craftsman and was constantly employed in the officers’

quarters executing alterations and repairs. One day he was at work on a

cupboard in the house of the prison doctor who was an officer in the

British navy, and while thus engaged made friends with one of the

maid-servants. With her assistance he received a complete suit of the

doctor’s uniform including his sword and cocked hat. The prisoner was

not unlike the doctor, of the same fair complexion and much the same

height. With consummate coolness and skill he proceeded to change

characters, assuming the uniform which fitted him well and providing

himself with the doctor’s snuff box and silver topped cane. Just as the

hour for evening roll-call approached he had put the finishing touches

to the pigtail which he was careful to arrange as the doctor did, and

then he calmly walked out of the house, gained the high road to Plymouth

without observation and was beyond pursuit almost before his absence was

discovered. The fugitive eventually reached France in safety, whence,

with profuse thanks and acknowledgments, he returned the doctor’s

possessions.

When the continental war was at its height, the total number of French

prisoners was considerable. The majority of the prisoners were of course

sailors and soldiers, civilians being chiefly passengers taken in

merchant ships. All officers and civilians were ranked as gentlemen and

were given parole, with permission to reside within assigned limits on

certain conditions. They were kindly treated as a rule, were received in

society and their position, although painful, was at least endurable.

Great numbers, however, broke their parole between the years 1803-14.

The private men were not admitted to parole and were more or less

closely restricted to the hulks and prisons. It may be asserted on the

authority of contemporary writers that the pictures drawn of the

sufferings endured by the prisoners themselves were greatly exaggerated

and overcoloured. Some degree of severity was unavoidable, but their

treatment was generally mild and humane. The dietaries were sufficient

in quantity; the rations good and wholesome; the clothing warm and

serviceable, although in colour unsightly to lessen the chance of

escape. As time passed and when good order was regularly established,

close attention was paid to sanitary requirements, prisoners’ bedding

was well aired and in good condition, the prison chambers and the

between decks of the hulks were kept clean and dry and were thoroughly

well ventilated.

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