But it was not till the close of this mournful tragedy that

backwardness, rather than impatience, to adopt the perilous and only

means of escape that offered, became generally discernible on the part

of the unhappy remnant still on board, and that made it not only

imperative on Captain Cobb to reiterate his threats, as well as his

entreaties, that not an instant should be lost, but seemed to render it

expedient for one of the officers of the troops, who had expressed his

intention of remaining to the last, to limit, in the hearing of those

around him, the period of his own stay. Seeing, however, between nine

and ten o'clock, that some individuals were consuming the precious

moments by obstinately hesitating to proceed, while others were making

the inadmissible request to be lowered down as the women had been,

learning from the boatmen that the wreck, which was already nine or ten

feet below the ordinary water mark, had sunk two feet lower since their

last trip; and calculating, besides, that the two boats then under the

stern, with that which was in sight on its return from the brig, would

suffice for the conveyance of all who seemed in a condition to remove;

the three remaining officers of the 31st regiment seriously prepared to

take their departure.

As I cannot perhaps convey to you so correct an idea of the condition of

others as by describing my own feelings and situation under the same

circumstances, I shall make no apology for detailing the manner of my

individual escape, which will sufficiently mark that of many hundreds

that preceded it. The spanker-boom of so large a ship as the _Kent_,

which projects, I should think, 16 or 18 feet over the stern, rests on

ordinary occasions about 19 or 20 feet above the water; but in the

position in which we were placed, from the great height of the sea, and

the consequent pitching of the ship, it was frequently lifted to a

height not less than 30 or 40 feet from the surface.

To reach the rope, therefore, that hung from its extremity was an

operation that seemed to require the aid of as much dexterity of hand as

steadiness of head. For it was not only the nervousness of creeping

along the boom itself, or the extreme difficulty of afterwards seizing

on and sliding down by the rope that we had to dread, and that had

occasioned the loss of some valuable lives by deterring men from

adopting this mode of escape; but as the boat, which one moment was

probably close under the boom, might be carried the next, by the force

of the waves, 15 or 20 yards away from it, the unhappy individual, whose

best calculations were thus defeated, was generally left swinging for

some time in mid-air, if he was not repeatedly plunged several feet

under water, or dashed with dangerous violence against the sides of the

returning boat--or, what not unfrequently happened, was forced to let go

his hold of the rope altogether. As there seemed, however, no

alternative, I did not hesitate, notwithstanding my comparative

inexperience and awkwardness in such a situation, to throw my legs

across the perilous spar; and with a heart extremely grateful that such

means of deliverance, dangerous as they appeared, were still extended to

me; and more grateful still that I had been enabled, in common with

others, to discharge my honest duty to my sovereign and to my

fellow-soldiers, I proceeded,--after confidently committing my spirit,

the great object of my solicitude, into the keeping of Him who had

formed and redeemed it,--to creep slowly forward, feeling at every step

the increasing difficulty of my situation. On getting nearly to the end

of the boom, the young officer whom I followed and myself were met with

a squall of wind and rain so violent as to make us fain to embrace

closely the slippery stick (without attempting for some minutes to make

any progress), and to excite our apprehension that we must relinquish

all hope of reaching the rope. But our fears were disappointed; and

after resting for a little while at the boom end, while my companion was

descending to the boat, which he did not find until he had been plunged

once or twice over head in the water, I prepared to follow; and instead

of lowering myself, as many had imprudently done, at the moment when the

boat was inclining towards us--and consequently being unable to descend

the whole distance before it again receded,--I calculated that while the

boat was retiring I ought to commence my descent, which would probably

be completed by the time the returning wave brought it underneath; by

which means I was, I believe, almost the only officer or soldier who

reached the boat without being either severely bruised or immersed in

the water.

But my good friend Colonel Fearon had not been so fortunate; for after

swinging for some time, and being repeatedly struck against the side of

the boat, and at one time drawn completely under it, he was at last so

utterly exhausted that he must instantly have let go his hold of the

rope and perished, had not some one in the boat seized him by the hair

of the head, and dragged him into it, almost senseless and alarmingly

bruised.

Captain Cobb, in his resolution to be the last, if possible, to quit his

ship, and in his generous anxiety for the preservation of every life

entrusted to his charge, refused to seek the boat until he again

endeavoured to urge onward the few still around him, who seemed struck

dumb and powerless with dismay.[8] But finding all his entreaties

fruitless, and hearing the guns, whose tackle was burst asunder by the

advancing flames, successively exploding in the hold into which they had

fallen, this gallant officer, after having nobly pursued, for the

preservation of others, a course of exertion that has been rarely

equalled either in its duration or difficulty, at last felt it right to

provide for his own safety by laying hold on the topping-lift or rope

that connects the driver boom with the mizen-top, and thereby getting

over the heads of the infatuated men who occupied the boom, unable to go

either backward or forward, and ultimately dropping himself into the

water.

The means of escape, however, did not cease to be presented to the

unfortunate individuals above referred to, long after Captain Cobb took

his departure; since one of the boats persevered in keeping its station

under the _Kent's_ stern, not only after all expostulation and entreaty

with those on board had foiled, but until the flames, bursting forth

from the cabin windows, rendered it impossible to remain without

inflicting the greatest cruelty on the individuals that manned it. But

even on the return of the boat in question to the _Cambria_, with the

single soldier who availed himself of it, did Captain Cook, with

characteristic jealousy, refuse to allow it to come alongside until he

learned that it was commanded by the spirited young officer, Mr.

Thomson,[9] whose indefatigable exertions during the whole day were to

him a sufficient proof that all had been done that could be done for the

deliverance of those individuals.

[Illustration: THE MAGAZINE EXPLODED.]

The same beneficent Providence which had been so wonderfully exerted for

the preservation of hundreds, was pleased, by a still more striking and

unquestionable display of power and goodness, to avert the fate of a

portion of those few who, we had all too much reason to fear, were

doomed to destruction. It would appear--for the poor men themselves give

an extremely confused, though I am persuaded not a wilfully false

account of themselves--that shortly after the departure of the last boat

they were driven by the flames to seek shelter on the chains, where they

stood until the masts fell overboard, to which they then clung for some

hours, in a state of horror that no language can describe; until they

were, most providentially, I may say miraculously, discovered and picked

up by Captain Bibbey, the humane commander of the _Caroline_, a vessel

on its passage from Egypt to Liverpool, who happened, to see the

explosion at a great distance, and instantly made all sail in the

direction whence it proceeded. Along with the fourteen men thus

miraculously preserved were three others, who had expired before the

arrival of the _Caroline_ to their rescue.[10]

The men on their return to their regiment expressed themselves in terms

of the liveliest gratitude for the affectionate attentions they received

on board the _Caroline_, from Captain Bibbey, who considerately remained

till daylight close to the wreck, in the hope that some others might

still be found clinging to it--an act of humanity which, it will appear

on the slightest reflection, would have been madness in Captain Cook, in

the peculiar situation of the _Cambria_, to have attempted.

But when I recollect the lamentable state of exhaustion to which that

portion of the crew were reduced, who unshrinkingly performed to the

last their arduous and perilous duties,--and that out of the three boats

that remained afloat, one was only prevented from sinking, towards the

close of the night, by having the hole in its bottom repeatedly stuffed

with soldiers' jackets, while the other two were rendered inefficient,

the one by having its bow completely stove, and the second by being half

filled with water, and the thwarts so torn as to make it necessary to

lash the oars to the boat's ribs,--I must believe that, by those who

thus laboured, all was done that humanity could possibly demand, or

intrepidity effect, for the preservation of every individual.

Quitting, for a moment, the subject of the wreck, I would advert to what

was in the meantime taking place on board the _Cambria_. I cannot,

however, pretend to give you any adequate idea of the feelings of hope

or despair that alternately flowed, like a tide, in the breasts of the

unhappy females on board the brig, during the many hours of torturing

suspense in which several of them were unavoidably held respecting the

fate of their husbands,--feelings which were inconceivably excited,

rather than soothed, by the idle and erroneous rumours occasionally

conveyed to them regarding the state of the _Kent_. But still less can I

attempt to portray the alternate pictures of awful joy and of wild

distraction exhibited by the sufferers (for both parties for the moment

seemed equally to suffer), as the terrible truth was communicated that

they and their children were indeed left husbandless and fatherless;

or as the objects from whom they had feared they were for ever severed,

suddenly rushed into their arms. But these feelings of delight, whatever

may have been their intensity, were speedily chastened, and the

attention of all arrested, by the last tremendous spectacle of

destruction.

After the arrival of the last boat the flames, which had spread along

the upper deck and poop, ascended with the rapidity of lightning to the

masts and rigging, forming one general conflagration, that illumined the

heavens to an immense distance, and was strongly reflected by several

objects on board the brig. The flags of distress, hoisted in the

morning, were seen for a considerable time waving amid the flames, until

the masts to which they were suspended successively fell like stately

steeples over the ship's side. At last, about half-past one o'clock in

the morning, the devouring element having communicated to the magazine,

the explosion was seen, and the blazing fragments of the once

magnificent _Kent_ were instantly hurried, like so many rockets, high

into the air;[11] leaving, in the comparative darkness that succeeded,

the deathful scene of that disastrous day floating before the mind like

some feverish dream.

Shortly afterwards, the brig, which had been gradually making sail, was

running at the rate of nine or ten miles an hour towards the nearest

port. I would here endeavour to render my humble tribute of admiration

and gratitude to that gallant and excellent individual, who, under God,

was undoubtedly the chief instrument of our deliverance; if I were not

sensible that testimony has been already borne to his heroic and humane

efforts, in a manner much more commensurate with, and from quarters

reflecting infinitely greater honour upon his merits, than the feeble

expressions of them which I should be able to record.[12] I trust you

will keep in mind that Captain Cook's generous intentions and exertions

must have proved utterly unavailing for the preservation of so many

lives, had they not been most nobly and unremittingly supported by those

of his mate and crew, as well as of the numerous passengers on board his

brig. While the former, only eight in number, were usefully and

necessarily employed in working the vessel, the sturdy Cornish miners

and Yorkshire smelters, on the approach of the different boats, took

their perilous stations on the chains, where they put forth the great

muscular strength with which Heaven had endowed them, in dexterously

seizing, at each successive heave of the sea, on some of the exhausted

people, and dragging them up on deck.

Nor did their kind assistance terminate there. They and the gentlemen

connected with them cheerfully opened their ample stores of clothes and

provisions, which they liberally dispensed to the naked and famished

sufferers; they surrendered their beds to the helpless women and

children, and seemed, in short, during the whole of our passage to

England, to take no other delight than in ministering to all our wants.

Although, after the first burst of mutual gratulation, and of becoming

acknowledgment of the divine mercy for our unlooked-for deliverance, had

subsided, none of us felt disposed to much interchange of thought, each

being rather inclined to wrap himself up in his own reflections; yet we

did not, during the first night, view with the alarm it warranted, the

extreme misery and danger to which we were still exposed, by being

crowded together, in a gale of wind, with upwards of 600 human beings,

in a small brig of 200 tons, at a distance, too, of several hundred

miles from any accessible port. Our little cabin, which was only

calculated, under ordinary circumstances, for the accommodation of eight

or ten persons, was now made to contain nearly eighty individuals, many

of whom had no sitting room, and even some of the ladies no room to lie

down. Owing to the continued violence of the gale, and to the bulwarks

on one side of the brig having been driven in, the sea beat so

incessantly over our deck as to render it necessary that the hatches

should only be lifted up between the returning waves, to prevent

absolute suffocation below, where the men were so closely packed

together that the steam arising from their respiration excited at one

time an apprehension that the vessel was on fire; while the impurity of

the air they were inhaling became so marked, that the lights

occasionally carried down amongst them were almost instantly

extinguished. Nor was the condition of the hundreds who covered the deck

less wretched than that of their comrades below; since they were

obliged night and day to stand shivering, in their wet and nearly naked

state, ankle deep in water:[13]--some of the older children and females

were thrown into fits, while the infants were piteously crying for that

nourishment which their nursing mothers were no longer able to give

them.[14]

Our only hope amid these great and accumulating miseries was that the

same compassionate Providence which had already so marvellously

interposed in our behalf would not permit the favourable wind to abate

or change until we reached some friendly port; for we were all convinced

that a delay of a very few days longer at sea must inevitably involve us

in famine, pestilence, and a complication of the most dreadful evils.

Our hopes were not disappointed. The gale continued with even increasing

violence; and our able captain, crowding all sail, at the risk of

carrying away his masts, so nobly urged his vessel onward, that in the

afternoon of Thursday, the 3rd, the delightful exclamation from aloft

was heard, "Land ahead!" In the evening we descried the Scilly lights;

and running rapidly along the Cornish coast, we joyfully cast anchor in

Falmouth harbour, at about half-past twelve o'clock at night.

On reviewing the various proximate causes to which so many human beings

owed their deliverance from a combination of dangers as remarkable for

their duration as they were appalling in their aspect, it is impossible,

I think, not to discover and gratefully acknowledge, in the beneficence

of their arrangement, the overruling providence of that blessed Being,

who is sometimes pleased, in His mysterious operations, to produce the

same effect from causes apparently different; and on the other hand, as

in our own case, to bring forth results the most opposite, from one and

the same cause. For there is no doubt that the heavy rolling of our

ship, occasioned by the violent gale, which was the real origin of all

our disasters, contributed also most essentially to our subsequent

preservation; since, had not Captain Cobb been enabled, by the

greatness of the swell, to introduce speedily through the gun ports the

immense quantity of water that inundated the hold, and thereby checked

for so long a time the fury of the flames, the _Kent_ must

unquestionably have been consumed before many, perhaps before any, of

those on board could have found shelter in the _Cambria_.[15]

But it is unnecessary to dwell on an insulated fact like this, amidst a

concatenation of circumstances, all leading to the same conclusion, and

so closely bound together as to force us to confess, that if a single

link in the chain had been withdrawn or withheld, we must all most

probably have perished.

The _Cambria_, which had been, it seems, unaccountably detained in port

nearly a month after the period assigned for her departure, was early on

the morning of the fatal calamity pursuing at a great distance ahead of

us the same course with ourselves; but her bulwarks on the weather side

having been suddenly driven in, by a heavy sea breaking over her

quarter, Captain Cook, in his anxiety to give ease to his labouring

vessel, was induced to go completely out of his course by throwing the

brig on the opposite tack, by which means alone he was brought in sight

of us. Not to dwell on the unexpected, but not unimportant facts of the

flames having been mercifully prevented, for eleven hours, from either

communicating with the magazine forward, or the great spirit room abaft,

or even coming into contact with the tiller ropes--any of which

circumstances would evidently have been fatal,--I would remark that,

until the _Cambria_ hove in sight, we had not discovered any vessel

whatever for several days previous; nor did we afterwards see another

until we entered the chops of the Channel. It is to be remembered, too,

that had the _Cambria_, with her small crew, been homeward instead of

outward bound, her scanty remainder of provisions, under such

circumstances, would hardly have sufficed to form a single meal for our

vast assemblage; or if, instead of having her lower deck completely

clear, she had been carrying out a full cargo, there would not have been

time, under the pressure of the danger and the violence of the gale, to

throw the cargo overboard, and certainly, with it, not sufficient space

in the brig to contain one-half of our number.

When I reflect, besides, on the disastrous consequences that must have

followed if, during our passage home, which was performed in a period

most unusually short, the wind had either veered round a few points, or

even partially subsided--which must have produced a scene of horror on

board more terrible if possible than that from which we had escaped; and

above all, when I recollect the extraordinary fact, and that which seems

to have the most forcibly struck the whole of us, that we had not been

above an hour in Falmouth harbour, when the wind, which had all along

been blowing from the south-west, suddenly chopped round to the opposite

quarter of the compass, and continued uninterruptedly for several days

afterwards to blow strongly from the north-east,--one cannot help

concluding that he who sees nothing of a Divine Providence in our

preservation must be lamentably and wilfully blind to "the majesty of

the Lord."

In the course of the morning we all prepared, with thankful and joyful

hearts, to place our feet on the shores of Old England.

The ladies, always destined to form our vanguard, were the first to

disembark, and were met on the beach by immense crowds of the

inhabitants, who appeared to have been attracted thither less by idle

curiosity than from the sincerest desire to alleviate in every possible

manner their manifest sufferings.

The sailors and soldiers, cold, wet, and almost naked, quickly followed;

the whole forming, in their haggard looks and the endless variety of

their costume, an assemblage at once as melancholy and grotesque as it

is possible to conceive. So eager did the people appear to be to pour

out upon us the full current of their sympathies, that shoes, hats, and

other articles of urgent necessity were presented to several of the

officers and men before they had even quitted the point of

disembarkation. And in the course of the day, many of the officers and

soldiers, and almost all of the females, were partaking, in the private

houses of individuals, of the most liberal and needful hospitality.

But this flow of compassion and kindness did not cease with the impulse

of the more immediate occasion that had called it forth. For a meeting

of the inhabitants was afterwards held, where subscriptions in clothes

and money to a large amount were collected for the relief of the

numerous sufferers. The women and children, whose wants seemed to demand

their first care, were speedily furnished with comfortable clothing, and

the poor widows and orphans with decent mourning. Depositories of

shirts, shoes, stockings, etc., were formed for the supply of the

officers and private passengers; and the sick and wounded in the

hospital were made the recipients, not only of all those kindly

attentions and medical assistance that could remove or soothe their

temporal suffering, but were also invited to partake freely of the most

judicious spiritual consolation and instruction. This march of charity

was conducted by the ladies of Falmouth, who were zealously accompanied

on it by the whole body, in the vicinity, of that peculiar sect of

Christians, who have ever been as remarkable for their unassuming

pretensions and consistent conduct, as for unostentatiously standing in

the front ranks of every good work. And so strong is the reason which I,

in particular, have to associate in my mind all that is sincere,

considerate, and charitable with the society of Friends, that the very

badge of Quakerism will, I trust, henceforward prove a full and

sufficient passport to the best feelings of my heart.

On the first Sunday after our arrival, Colonel Fearon, followed by all

his officers and men, and accompanied by Captain Cobb, and the officers

and private passengers of his late ship, hastened to prostrate

themselves before the throne of the Heavenly grace, to pour out the

public expression of their thanksgiving to their almighty Preserver. The

scene was deeply impressive; and it is earnestly to be hoped that many a

poor fellow who listened, perhaps for the first time in his life, with

unquestionable sincerity and humility to the voice of instruction, will

be found steadily prosecuting, in the strength of God, the good

resolutions that he may on that solemn occasion have formed, until he be

able to say, as one of the greatest generals of antiquity did, that "it

was good for him to have been afflicted; for before he was afflicted he

went astray, but that afterwards he was not ashamed to keep God's word."

In the course of a few days the private passengers and most of the

sailors of our party were dispersed in various directions; and the

troops, after having incurred to the excellent inhabitants of Falmouth,

and the adjacent towns, a debt of gratitude which none of them can ever

hope to repay, were embarked for Chatham.

I think you must be already sensible that the circumstances of our

situation on board the _Kent_ did not enable us conscientiously to save

a single article, either of public or private property, from the flames;

indeed, the only thing I preserved--with the exception of forty or fifty

sovereigns, which I hastily tied up in my pocket handkerchief, and put

into my wife's hands, at the moment she was lifted into the boat, as a

provision for herself and her companions against the temporary want to

which they might be exposed on some foreign shore--was the pocket

compass, which you yourself presented to me.[16]

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