CHAPTER V.

EXPEDITION AGAINST IRELAND.

France, having at length obtained internal quiet, and a settled

Government under the Directory, and secured the alliance of Spain and

Holland, prepared for a decisive blow against Great Britain. The

condition of the British empire was at that time peculiarly critical. Of

her allies, some had joined the enemy, and the others had proved unequal

to resist him. In the East, the most powerful of the native princes were

preparing to subvert her authority. At home, Ireland was organized for

rebellion; and England herself contained a strong revolutionary party,

checked, indeed, by the energy of the Government, and still more by the

excellent disposition of the people, but prepared to rise in formidable

activity, whenever the successes of the enemy should enable them to

declare themselves.

Well acquainted with all her difficulties, the French Government

hastened to take advantage of them. Through the summer and autumn of

1796, a powerful fleet was equipped at Brest, to land an army on the

shores of Ireland; after accomplishing which, a squadron of eight sail

of the line was to be detached to India, where its support would

probably encourage the hostile states to an immediate and general war.

Its prospects were the more promising, as the armies of two of the

native princes were officered by Frenchmen. As for Ireland, that was

regarded as a country of which they had only to take possession; and the

well-known feeling of a considerable part of the inhabitants warranted

the most sanguine hopes of the invader.

The history of Ireland affords a melancholy, but most instructive

lesson, pre-eminent as that unhappy country has been, at once for

natural and political advantages, and for misery, turbulence, and crime.

A Government, to command the obedience of the people by its firmness,

and their confidence by a marked consideration for their feelings and

welfare; a gentry, united with them as their leaders, protectors, and

friends; and a Church, winning them to a purer faith by the unobtrusive

display of benefits and excellences: all these blessings might have been

its own. But by fatal mismanagement, the gentry, those of them who

remained, were viewed as the garrison of a conquered country by the

multitude, who were taught to feel themselves a degraded caste. The

Church became identified in their minds with all that they most

complained of; and the faith for which they suffered was doubly endeared

to them. Thus the instruments for their deliverance confirmed their

thraldom, and what should have won affection aggravated their enmity.

If there were a mistake beyond all this, it was that of expecting peace

from concessions extorted by violence, and calculated only to give

increased power to the enemies of existing institutions. Lord Exmouth

held a very decided opinion upon this point, and foresaw that strong

coercive measures would become necessary in consequence. He well knew

how feeble would be the restraint imposed by any conditions contemplated

by the advocates of change; and in allusion to the remark of the Duke of

Northumberland, who had expressed a belief that he would think

differently, when he saw the securities which would accompany the

concessions--"Securities!" he said, "it is all nonsense! I never yet

could see them, and I never shall." He justly anticipated, that as long

as anything remained to be extorted, new demands would be founded upon

every new concession. "How would you like," he said to one of his

officers, "to see Roman Catholic chaplains on board our ships of war?"

While the question was in progress, he wrote with prophetic truth--"The

times are awful, when the choice of two evils only is left, a threatened

rebellion, or the surrender of our constitution, by the admission of

Catholics into Parliament and all offices. I think even this will not

satisfy Ireland. Ascendancy is their object. You may postpone, and by

loss of character parry the evil for a short space; but not long, depend

upon it. You and I may not see it, but our children will, and be obliged

to meet the struggle man to man, which we may now shirk. By God alone

can we be saved from such consequences; may He shed his power and grace

upon us as a nation!"

The political being everywhere dependent on the religious creed, a

country where popish superstitions prevail will always contain two

parties hostile upon principle to a free and constitutional government.

The multitude, who have surrendered the right of private judgment upon

the most engrossing subject, lose the disposition to exercise it upon

matters of inferior importance; and become dangerous instruments in the

hands of designing characters. A party will be found among them, whose

penetration can detect the mummeries of imposture, but not perceive the

claims of religion; and who, as they throw off allegiance to God, revolt

at any exercise of human authority. Political privileges, the strength

of a nation, where the intelligence and morals of the people support the

law, will in such a country give power to rebellion, and impunity to

crime. A government paternal in vigour as in kindness; the control of a

firm authority, supreme over all influence, to maintain order, to leave

no excuse for party, to protect the peaceable, promptly to suppress all

resistance to the law, and to give to the demagogue only the alternative

between obedience and rebellion, will be required not more for the

safety of the state, than for the welfare of the misguided people.

When the progress of the French revolution engaged the attention of

Europe, there was no country where it was regarded with greater interest

than in Ireland. The Papists hoped from it the opportunity to overthrow

Protestant supremacy: the Liberals hailed the triumph of their own

principles. Emissaries were sent to France, who represented that nothing

was wanting to secure the independence of Ireland but a regular army for

a rallying point; and France, hoping to give a fatal blow to her most

formidable enemy, and to gain a valuable province for herself, readily

promised the aid required, and as soon as her own distracted condition

would allow, hastened to fulfil her engagement.

The auxiliary force which the rebel delegates deemed sufficient, was

fifteen thousand men; but an army of at least eighteen thousand was

provided, commanded by that determined republican and distinguished

officer, General Hoche, who had very recently succeeded in suppressing

the revolt in La Vendee. Vice Admiral Villaret Joyeuse, defeated by Lord

Howe on the 1st of June, was selected to command the fleet; but, a

misunderstanding having arisen between him and the General, he was

superseded by Vice-Admiral Morard de Galles.

The Minister of Marine, M. Truguet, whose able arrangements seemed to

have anticipated and provided for every difficulty, had intended that

the descent should be made in October, or at latest by the beginning of

November; but the General having preferred to embark the whole army at

once, it was delayed for the arrival of Rear-Admirals Pachery and

Villeneuve; of whom the first, with seven sail of the line and three

frigates, was waiting for an opportunity to come up from Rochefort, and

the other was expected with five sail of the line from Toulon. The

secret of the enemy's intentions was so well kept, that England had to

conjecture the destination of the armament, and it was doubted to the

last whether its object was Ireland, Portugal, or Gibraltar. In this

uncertainty, a principal division of the Channel fleet, under Lord

Bridport, remained at Spithead: Sir Roger Curtis, with a smaller force,

cruised to the westward; and Vice-Admiral Sir John Colpoys was stationed

off Brest, at first with ten, but afterwards with thirteen sail of the

line. Sir Edward Pellew, with a small force of frigates, latterly

watched the harbour.

About the middle of November, Sir R. Curtis returned to port, and soon

after, M. Richery sailed from Rochefort, and entered Brest on the 11th

of December. Sir E. Pellew, who had necessarily retired on his approach,

immediately sent off two frigates with despatches, the _Amazon_ to

England, and the _Phoebe_ to Sir J. Colpoys. On the 15th, he stood in

with the _Indefatigable_, and though chased by a seventy-four and five

frigates, stationed in Bertheaume Bay, he persisted in watching the port

as usual. In the afternoon, he saw the French fleet leave the road of

Brest, and immediately sent back the _Phoebe_ to report the fact to the

Admiral. The enemy anchored between Camaret and Bertheaume Bays, in

front of the goulet, or entrance into Brest road.

Knowing how much depended on his vigilance, Sir Edward had watched Brest

with the most anxious attention. The wind blew generally from the

eastward, at times so strong, that the line-of-battle-ships would be

under a close-reefed maintop-sail and reefed foresail; and the weather

was intensely cold: yet he went every morning to the mast-head, where he

would remain making his observations for a considerable part of the day,

one of the older midshipmen being usually with him. "Well I remember,"

writes one of his officers, "that on being one day relieved to go down

to my dinner, I was obliged to have some of the main-top-men to help me

down the rigging, I was so benumbed with the intense cold: yet the

captain was there six or seven hours at a time, without complaining, or

taking any refreshment."

On the 16th, the wind being from the eastward, the French fleet,

forty-four ships, of which seventeen were of the line and thirteen

frigates, got finally under way, not waiting the arrival of Villeneuve.

The Admiral purposed leaving Brest by the southern entrance, the Passage

du Raz, between the Bec du Raz and the Saintes. By taking this course,

and by so timing his departure as to clear the land just at nightfall,

he hoped to elude the vigilance of the British fleet off Ushant, whose

usual cruising ground was not more than six or seven leagues to leeward.

But through the delays inseparable from getting a large and encumbered

fleet to sea, it was four o'clock before all the ships were under sail;

and as night was fast closing in, and the wind becoming variable, the

Admiral determined not to attempt the narrow and dangerous passage he

had fixed on, but to steer for the open entrance in front of the

harbour, the Passage d'Iroise. Accordingly, he altered his own course,

and made signal for the fleet to follow; but neither was generally

observed, and the greater part of the ships, as previously directed,

entered the Passage du Raz. The Admiral, therefore, sent a corvette into

the midst of them, to call their attention to his own ship, which

continued to fire guns, and display lights to mark the change in her

course. By this time, it was quite dark, and many circumstances

increased the enemy's confusion. The _Seduisant_, seventy-four, ran on

the Grand Stevenet, a rock at the entrance of the Passage du Raz, where

she was totally lost that night, with nearly seven hundred of her

people. Her guns, and other signals, prevented those of the corvette

from being attended to; and the _Indefatigable_, which kept close to the

French Admiral, made his signals unintelligible to the fleet.

Sir E. Pellew had stood in that morning with the _Indefatigable_ and

_Revolutionaire_, and at noon came in sight of the enemy. At a quarter

before five, when they had all got underway, he sent off Captain Cole to

the Admiral, and remained with his own ship to observe and embarrass

their movements. With a boldness which must have astonished them,

accustomed though they had been to the daring manner in which he had

watched their port; under easy sail, but with studding-sails ready for a

start, if necessary, he kept as close as possible to the French Admiral,

often within half-gun-shot; and as that officer made signals to his

fleet, he falsified them by additional guns, lights, and rockets. At

half-past eight, when the French ships were observed coming round the

Saintes, he made sail to the north-west, with a light at each mast-head,

constantly making signals for Sir J. Colpoys, by firing a gun every

quarter of an hour, throwing up rockets, and burning blue lights. At

midnight, having received no answer, he tacked, and stood to the

southward until six o'clock. Still seeing nothing of the Admiral, though

he had sailed over all his cruising ground, he sent off the _Duke of

York_, hired armed lugger, to England, with despatches, intending to

remain with the _Indefatigable_, and take part in the expected battle.

But reflecting on the importance of conveying the information quickly to

England, with the uncertainty of its being carried safely by so small a

vessel; and assured that the _Revolutionaire_, which he had again spoke

that morning, would not fail to meet Sir J. Colpoys, he gave up the hope

of distinction to a sense of duty, and made sail for Falmouth. He

arrived late in the evening of the 20th.

If Lord Bridport had been waiting at Falmouth, with discretional powers,

Sir Edward having been instructed to communicate directly with him, he

might have sailed early on the 21st, and found the enemy in Bantry Bay,

where, perhaps, not a ship would have escaped him. It is, however, to be

remembered, that as the destination of the French armament was unknown

to the last, the Admiralty might very properly determine that he should

receive his final instructions from themselves, and therefore would keep

the fleet at Spithead for the convenience of ready communication.

On the 25th, Lord Bridport attempted to sail. The enemy had arrived four

days before, and if the weather had allowed the troops to land, the most

complete naval victory would have been too late to save the country. The

fleet was prevented from putting to sea on that day by a succession of

accidents, by which five of the heaviest ships were disabled before they

could leave the harbour. The _Prime_ missed stays, and fell on board the

_Sans Pareil_. The _Formidable_ ran foul of the _Ville de Paris_; and

the _Atlas_ grounded. Four of these were three-deckers, and the other

was one of the finest 80-gun ships in the service. When at length part

of the fleet reached St. Helen's, a shift of wind kept the rest at

Spithead; and the Admiral could not put to sea till January 3rd. The

baffled enemy was then returning, and seven of his ships had actually

arrived in Brest two days before the British sailed from Portsmouth to

pursue them.

How Sir J. Colpoys missed the enemy may appear extraordinary. The

explanation, which every circumstance tends to confirm, is, that he was

restrained from attacking them by his instructions, his force being

intended only for a squadron of observation: for though the enemy's

fleet, as it actually sailed, would have given him an easy victory,

there was always reason to believe that it was much too strong for his

force. Exclusive of the five sail which were hourly expected from

Toulon, there were twenty-four line-of-battle ships in Brest, and there

was no reason to conclude but that the greater part, if not the whole of

them, were to sail with the expedition. As the British would be so much

outnumbered, Sir E. Pellew offered, in the event of a battle, to take a

place in the line with the _Indefatigable_. The Admiral thanked him, but

declined the offer, believing that the enemy's superiority was too great

to hope for victory. When the enemy put to sea, the British fleet was

eight or nine leagues to the westward of their usual cruising ground,

and thus was missed, not only by the _Indefatigable_, but also by the

_Revolutionaire_, which did not join with the information till the 19th.

Next day, the Toulon ships were seen, and chased into port; and the

Admiral, having no means of learning the course of the Brest fleet, and

some of his own ships being obliged to part company, in consequence of

injuries they had sustained in a gale, bore away with the remainder for

Spithead.

Meantime, almost everything favoured the enemy. The two divisions of his

fleet, which were separated on the evening of the 16th, by putting to

sea through different passages, rejoined on the 19th, and reached their

destination early on the 21st, without having met a single British

cruiser. When they appeared off the Bay, a number of pilot-boats came

out, supposing them to be a British fleet; and thus the French Admiral

obtained pilots for his ships, and gained all the information he wanted

of the British men-of-war on the coast. A line-of-battle ship and three

frigates were still missing. Their absence would not have materially

weakened the enemy, whose force still exceeded what the rebel delegates

had required; but the two commanders had embarked in one of the missing

frigates, the _Fraternité_; and Rear-Admiral Bouvet and General Grouchy,

the seconds in command, could scarcely act with decision while their

chiefs were hourly expected.

The _Fraternité_, with the other three ships in company, was very near

the fleet on the 20th, but it was concealed from her by a fog; and a

gale which dispersed the fog, separated her from her consorts.

Proceeding alone to the Bay, she had nearly reached it on the 21st, when

she fell in with a British frigate, which she mistook for one of her own

fleet till she was almost within gun-shot. Night saved her from capture,

but the chase had carried her far to the westward, and it was eight days

before she obtained a fair wind to return.

The ships continued beating up to Bearhaven against a fresh easterly

breeze until the evening of the 22nd, when the Rear-Admiral anchored

off the eastern extremity of Great Bear Island, with eight sail of the

line, two frigates, and some smaller vessels. Seven sail of the line,

and eight frigates, kept under sail; and the wind rising in the night

blew them all off to sea.

It blew hard, with a heavy sea, through the next day and night. On the

24th, the weather having moderated, it was determined in a council of

war to land the remaining troops immediately, and General Grouchy made a

formal requisition for that purpose. A suitable landing-place was found,

and the necessary preparations were completed; but it was now late in

the afternoon, and the landing was necessarily deferred until morning.

That night, the gale rose from the eastward, and increased through the

next day to a tempest. At length the ships began to drive from their

anchors. The _Indomptable_, 80, ran foul of the _Resolve_ frigate, and

totally dismasted her. The other frigate, the _Immortalité_, in which

Rear-admiral Bouvet had embarked, though his proper flag-ship was the

_Droits de l'Homme,_ parted one of her cables in the evening, and was

obliged to cut the other, and run out to sea. The weather would not

allow her to return until the 29th, and then the Rear-Admiral, hopeless

of re-assembling the fleet, decided to proceed to Brest.

Others were less fortunate. The _Tortue_ frigate, two corvettes, and

four transports, were taken. The _Surveillante_ frigate was wrecked, and

a transport foundered in the bay; and a third frigate, _l'Impatiente_,

was driven on shore near Crookhaven. The sailors determined to secure

for themselves alone the means of escape, leaving the troops to their

fate. Where such a feeling could exist, the discipline required for

their own safety was not likely to be found: and all perished but seven,

who were saved chiefly by the exertions of the people on shore.

Part of the fleet, after having been blown out of the bay, steered for

the _Shannon_, which had been fixed on as a rendezvous in the event of

separation; but they were too few to attempt a landing, and after

waiting for a short time in hope of reinforcements, they found it

necessary to return.

The _Fraternité_, with the two commanders-in-chief, continued to beat

against an easterly gale till the 29th, when the wind became fair for

the bay. Standing towards it, she fell in with the _Scerola_, rasé, in a

sinking state, with the _Revolution_, 74, engaged in taking out the

people. She assisted to save them, and the two ships continued their

course towards Ireland, hoping to fall in with so many of the fleet as

might still enable them to make a descent. But next day, not having seen

any of them, and their provisions becoming short, they steered for

France. On the 8th of January, they were very near eleven of their

ships, which they would presently have joined, but that they altered

their course to avoid two British frigates, the _Unicorn_ and _Doris_,

which at the time were actually being chased by the French. Next day

they again fell in with the frigates, and on the morning of the 10th

they were chased by Lord Bridport's fleet, from which they narrowly

escaped. On the 14th they entered Rochefort, the last of the returning

ships.

Such was the fate of an expedition, in which nothing was neglected which

foresight could suggest, and nothing wanting which ability could supply;

whose fortune attended it until success might be deemed secure, and

whose defeat was attended with circumstances too extraordinary to be

referred to common causes. History records no event, not attended by

direct miracle, in which God's providence is more strikingly displayed.

The forces of atheism and popery had joined to overthrow a nation, the

stronghold of Christian truth, and the bulwark of Protestant Europe. In

this, so emphatically a holy war, no earthly arm was allowed to achieve

the triumph. Human agency was put aside, and all human defences

prostrated; and then, when the unresisted invader touched the object of

his hope, the elements were commissioned against him. That the vigilance

of a blockading force should be so eluded, and that unusual misfortunes

should prevent a fleet from sailing till nothing remained for it to do;

that the enemy's two commanders should be separated from their force

when it sailed, and afterwards prevented, by so many well-timed

casualties, from rejoining it; that when the fleet had actually arrived

in the destined port, half should be blown out to sea again before they

could anchor, and the rest driven from their anchors before they could

land the troops; that the returning ships should be prevented from

meeting their commanders; and that every disappointment should just

anticipate the moment of success;--such a combination of circumstances

it were folly and impiety to ascribe to anything less than the hand of

God.

A victory would have saved the country, but it would not have afforded

such ground for assured confidence in her future trials. This

deliverance was a pledge of protection through the terrible struggle of

the next twenty years; when, long disappointed in her hopes, and at

length deserted by her last ally, England still maintained her good

cause with a firmness more honourable to her character than even the

unrivalled triumph she achieved. It remains a pledge, that amidst all

dangers she may perform her duty as a Christian country, in full

reliance upon God's blessing: or, should the greatness of her trials

confound all human resources, that she may wait, in quietness and

confidence, for God's deliverance.

It was Sir Edward Pellew's fortune, as he had been prominent in the

services connected with the sailing of this armament, to mark the return

of it by a battle, the only one fought, and equally singular in its

circumstances, and appalling in its result. He put to sea with the

_Indefatigable_ and _Amazon_ on the 22nd, and supposing the enemy to

have gone to the southward, cruised off Capes Ortugal and Finisterre

until the 11th of January. On the 2nd, the _Amazon_ carried away her

main-topmast, and on the 11th, the _Indefatigable_ sprung her

main-topmast and topsail-yard in a squall, and was obliged to shift

them. Returning towards the Channel, on the 13th of January, at a little

past noon, the ships being about fifty leagues south-west of Ushant, and

the wind blowing hard from the westward, with thick weather, a sail was

discovered in the north-west. Sail was made in chase, and by four

o'clock the stranger, at first supposed to be a frigate, as she had no

poop, was clearly made out to be a French two-decker.

The enemy's ship, the _Droits de l'Homme_, commanded by Commodore,

_ci-devant_ Baron Lacrosse, was one of those which had proceeded to the

Shannon, after having been blown out of Bantry Bay. She was the

flag-ship of Rear-Admiral Bouvet, but this officer, according to a

frequent practice of French admirals, had embarked in a frigate. General

Humbert, who commanded one of the expeditions to Ireland in 1798, had

taken his passage in her. That morning she had arrived within

twenty-five leagues of Belleisle, and as the weather appeared

threatening, she stood to the southward, fearing to approach nearer to

the shore. Early in the afternoon she saw two large ships at a short

distance to windward, probably the _Revolution_ and _Fraternité_, but

not waiting to ascertain their character, she made sail from them to the

south-east. At half-past three she first discovered on her lee-bow the

two frigates, which had observed her three hours before, and were

steering a course nearly parallel to her own, to cut her off from the

land.

The wind had now increased to a gale, and the sea was fast rising. At

half-past four the enemy carried away her fore and main-topmasts in a

heavy squall. At three-quarters past five the _Indefatigable_ came up

with her, and having shortened sail to close-reefed topsails, poured in

a broadside as she crossed her stern. The enemy returned it from some of

the upper-deck guns, and by showers of musketry from the troops, of whom

there were nearly a thousand on board. So close were the ships, that

some of the _Indefatigable's_ people tore away the enemy's ensign, which

became entangled in the mizen rigging. The _Indefatigable_ then tried to

pass ahead and gain a position on the enemy's bow, but the

line-of-battle ship avoided this, and attempted, but without success, to

lay the frigate on board, actually grazing the _Indefatigable's_

spanker-boom.

The British frigate engaged the line-of-battle ship single-handed for

more than an hour, before her consort, which was several miles astern

when the action commenced, could get up to assist her. At length,

reaching the enemy, the _Amazon_ poured a broadside into her quarter,

and then, with the Commodore, maintained the engagement until about

half-past seven, when the _Indefatigable_ found it necessary to repair

her rigging, and both frigates shot ahead.

At a little past eight, the frigates renewed the action, and placing

themselves one on either bow of the _Droits de l'Homme_, raked her

alternately. The seventy-four brought her guns to bear upon one or the

other of her antagonists as well as she could, and occasionally

attempted, but without success, to close. At half-past ten, her

mizenmast was shot away, when the frigates changed their position, and

attacked her on either quarter. Soon after she began to fire shells. The

gale continued all night, with a very heavy sea, and the violent motion

of the ships made the labour of the crews most excessive. On the

main-deck of the _Indefatigable_, the men were often to the middle in

water. Some of her guns broke their breechings four times; others drew

the ring-bolts, and from some, the charge was obliged to be drawn after

loading, in consequence of the water beating into them. But under these

most trying circumstances, the crew did their duty nobly. The _Amazon_,

being a smaller ship, experienced still greater difficulties than the

_Indefatigable_. She emulated her consort most gallantly, and suffered a

greater loss. Her masts and rigging were very much damaged; her

mizen-top-mast, gaff, spanker-boom, and main-topsail-yard being

entirely shot away; the main and foremast, and the fore and main yards

wounded in several places by large shot; many of her shrouds, stays, and

back-stays shot away, besides those which had been knotted and stoppered

in the action; all her spare cordage was expended in reeving running

rigging, and she had three feet water in the hold. The loss of men in

both ships was remarkably small. The _Amazon_ had three killed, and

fifteen badly wounded; and the _Indefatigable_, though she had so long

fought the seventy-four single-handed, had only her first lieutenant and

eighteen men wounded; twelve of them slightly, and the two worst cases

from accidents. The lower-deck guns of the enemy were nearer the water

than is usual in line of-battle ships, and in consequence of the heavy

sea, she could use them only occasionally. From this cause, as well as

from the excellent positions maintained by the frigates, and her

crippled state through the latter part of the action, she could make but

a very unequal return to their fire. She suffered very much. More than a

hundred of her people were killed--a severe loss, yet small compared to

what it must have been, from the crowded state of her decks, and the

unprecedented length of the action, if the darkness, the heavy gale, and

the consequent motion of the ships, had not made the firing slow, and

the aim uncertain.

It was nearly eleven hours from the commencement of the action, when

Lieutenant Bell, who was quartered on the forecastle, and who had kept

the ship's reckoning through the night, satisfied himself that they were

near the French coast, and ordered one or two sailors to keep a good

look-out. One of these men thought he saw land, and reported it to his

officer; who, perceiving it distinctly, went aft, and told the captain.

Immediately the tacks were hauled on board, and the _Indefatigable_

stood to the southward, after making the night-signal of danger to the

_Amazon_, which, with equal promptitude, wore to the northward. The

enemy, who did not yet see the danger, thought they had beaten off the

frigates, and poured a broadside into the _Indefatigable_, the most

destructive she had yet received. Seven shot struck her hull, the three

lower-masts were wounded, and the larboard main-topmast shrouds were all

cut away close to the seizings of the eyes at the mast head. It required

extraordinary activity and coolness to save the topmast, the loss of

which, at that time, would have made that of the ship inevitable. Under

the direction of Mr. Gaze, who immediately sprang aloft, the captain of

the main-top cut away the top gallant-yard; while Mr. Thompson, acting

master, got up the end of a hawser, which he clinched around the

mast-head. Thus they saved the main-topmast, and probably prevented the

mainmast itself from being sprung. Mr. Gaze, who received a master's

warrant a few weeks after, continued with Lord Exmouth to the last day

of his command. He was master of the fleet in the Mediterranean, and it

was he who carried the _Queen Charlotte_ in such admirable style to her

position at Algiers.

None at this time knew how desperate was their situation. The ships were

in the Bay of Audierne, close in with the surf, with the wind blowing a

heavy gale dead on the shore, and a tremendous sea rolling in. To beat

off the land would have been a difficult and doubtful undertaking for

the best and most perfect ship. The _Indefatigable_ had four feet water

in the hold, and her safety depended on her wounded spars and damaged

rigging bearing the press of sail she was obliged to carry; while the

crew, thus summoned to renewed exertion, were already quite worn out

with fatigue. The fate of the other ships was certain; for the _Amazon_

had all her principal sails disabled, and the _Droits de l'Homme_ was

unmanageable.

The _Indefatigable_ continued standing to the southward, until the

captain of the mizen-top gave the alarm of breakers on the lee-bow. The

ship was immediately wore in eighteen fathoms, and she stood to the

northward till half-past six, when land was again seen close a-head on

the weather-bow, with breakers under the lee. Running again to the

southward, she passed the _Droits de l'Homme_ lying on her broadside in

the surf, at the distance of about a mile, but without the possibility

of giving the smallest assistance. Her own situation, indeed, was almost

hopeless; and Sir Edward Pellew himself was deeply affected, when,

having done all that seamanship could accomplish, he could only commit

to a merciful Providence the lives of his gallant crew, all now

depending upon one of the many accidents to the masts and rigging which

there was so much reason to apprehend. Happily, the sails stood well;

the _Indefatigable_ continued to gain by every tack; and at eleven

o'clock, with six feet water in her hold, she passed about

three-quarters of a mile to windward of the Penmarcks; enabling her

officers and men, after a day and night of incessant exertion, at length

to rest from their toil, and to bless God for their deliverance.

She had scarcely bent new topsails and foresail, the others having been

shot to pieces, when two large ships were seen at some distance a-head,

crossing her course, and standing in a direction for L'Orient. One of

them was at first supposed to be the _Amazon_, of which nothing had been

seen since the close of the action, and the extent of whose damages was

not at all suspected. The other was considered to be a French frigate,

and Sir Edward gave orders to make sail in chase. But the officers

represented to him, that the crew, entirely exhausted by the

unparalleled length of the action, and by their subsequent labours, were

quite incapable of further exertion; that their ammunition was very

short, scarcely a cartridge filled, and every wad expended. Had the

French frigate been alone, this would have been a subject of much

regret; for she was the _Fraternité,_ with the two commanders-in-chief

and all the treasure of the expedition on board; but her consort was the

74-gun ship _Revolution_.

The _Amazon_ struck the ground about ten minutes after she ceased

firing. Her crew displayed the admirable discipline which British seamen

are accustomed to maintain under such circumstances; more creditable to

them, if possible, than the seamanship which saved the _Indefatigable_.

From half past five until nine o'clock, they were employed in making

rafts, and not a man was lost, or attempted to leave the ship, except

six, who stole away the cutter from the stern, and were drowned. Captain

Reynolds and his officers remained by the ship until they had safely

landed, first the wounded, and afterwards every man of the crew. Of

course they were made prisoners, but they were treated well, and

exchanged not many months after.

Conduct like that of the _Amazon's_ people in their hour of extreme

danger--and it is nothing more than British seamen commonly display in

the same situation--makes an Englishman proud of his country. Nor should

it be forgotten, for it exalts the feeling of patriotism and honest

pride, that a man-of-war's crew at that time was made up, in part, of

the lowest characters in society. What, then, must be the strength and

excellence of that moral feeling in England, which can display itself

thus nobly where it would be the least expected! The fact conveys an

impressive lesson; for if the intelligence, decision, and kindness,

which, with few exceptions, characterize our sea-officers, can effect

such happy results where they operate on the most unpromising materials,

it is clear, that whatever faults the lower classes in England display

must be attributed, in a great degree, to the neglect or misconduct of

those, whose station in society, as it gives the power, imposes the duty

to guide them.

The fate of the _Droits de l'Homme_ presents an awful contrast indeed to

that of the _Amazon_. She saw the land soon after the frigates hauled

off, and after hopeless attempts, first to avoid it, and afterwards to

anchor, she struck the ground almost at the same moment as the British

frigate. The main-mast went overboard at the second shock: the fore-mast

and bowsprit had fallen a few minutes before, in her attempt to keep

off the land. When danger was first seen, the crew gave an alarm to the

English prisoners below, of whom there were fifty-five, the crew and

passengers of a letter-of-marque, which the _Droits de l'Homme_ had

taken a few days before: "Poor English, come up quickly; we are all

lost!" Presently, the ship struck on a bank of sand, nearly opposite the

town of Plouzenec. Cries of dismay were now heard from every part.

Signals of distress were fired, and several of the guns hove overboard.

Many of the people were soon washed away by the waves, which broke

incessantly over her. At daylight the shore was seen covered with

spectators, but they could afford no assistance. In the meantime, the

stern was beaten in by the sea, and no provisions or water could

afterwards be obtained.

At low water an attempt was made to reach the shore, but two boats which

were brought alongside drifted away and were dashed to pieces on the

rocks. A small raft was constructed to carry a hawser to the shore, by

the aid of which it was hoped that preparations might be completed for

safely landing the people. A few sailors having embarked on it, the rope

was gradually slackened to allow it to drift to land; but some of these

people being washed away, the rest became alarmed, cast off the hawser,

and saved themselves. After a second unsuccessful attempt with a raft, a

petty officer attached a cord to his body and tried to swim on shore;

but he was soon exhausted, and would have perished, but that he was

hauled back to the ship.

On the second day, at low water, an English captain and eight other

prisoners launched a small boat, and landed safely. Their success

restored confidence to the multitude, proving, as it did, how easily all

might be saved, if proper means were quietly adopted. But discipline and

order were wanting; and attempts made without judgment, and without

concert, ended in the loss of all who made them.

Perishing with cold, and thirst, and hunger--for the ship, her stern

now broken away, no longer afforded shelter from the waves, and they had

tasted nothing since she struck--the unhappy crew saw a third day arise

upon their miseries. Still the gale continued, and there was no prospect

of relief from the shore. It was now determined to construct a large

raft, and first to send away the surviving wounded, with the women and

children, in a boat which remained. But as soon as she was brought

alongside, there was a general rush, and about a hundred and twenty

threw themselves into her. Their weight carried down the boat; next

moment an enormous wave broke upon them, and when the sea became

smoother, their corpses were seen floating all around. An officer,

Adjutant General Renier, attempted to swim on shore, hoping that a

knowledge of their condition might enable the spectators to devise some

means for their deliverance. He plunged into the sea and was lost.

"Already nearly nine hundred had perished," says Lieutenant Pipon, an

officer of the 63rd regiment, who was on board a prisoner, and who

afterwards published the dreadful story.[7] "when the fourth night came

with renewed terrors. Weak, distracted, and wanting everything, we

envied the fate of those whose lifeless corpses no longer needed

sustenance. The sense of hunger was already lost, but a parching thirst

consumed our vitals. Recourse was had to wine and salt water, which only

increased the want. Half a hogshead of vinegar floated up, and each had

half a wine-glassful. This gave a momentary relief, yet soon left us

again in the same state of dreadful thirst. Almost at the last gasp,

every one was dying with misery: the ship, which was now one third

shattered away from the stern, scarcely afforded a grasp to hold by, to

the exhausted and helpless survivors. The fourth day brought with it a

more serene sky, and the sea seemed to subside; but to behold, from fore

and aft, the dying in all directions, was a sight too shocking for the

feeling mind to endure. Almost lost to a sense of humanity, we no longer

looked with pity on those who were the speedy fore-runners of our own

fate, and a consultation took place to sacrifice some one to be food for

the remainder. The die was going to be cast, when the welcome sight of a

man-of-war brig renewed our hopes. A cutter speedily followed, and both

anchored at a short distance from the wreck. They then sent their boats

to us, and by means of large rafts, about a hundred and fifty of near

four hundred who attempted it, were saved by the brig that evening.

Three hundred and eighty were left to endure another night's misery,

when, dreadful to relate, above one-half were found dead next morning."

Commodore Lacrosse, General Humbert, and three British infantry

officers, prisoners, remained in the wreck till the fifth morning; and

all survived: so great is the influence of moral power to sustain

through extreme hardships. The prisoners were treated with the utmost

kindness, and in consideration of their sufferings, and the help they

had afforded in saving many lives, a cartel was fitted out by order of

the French Government to send them home, without ransom or exchange.

They arrived at Plymouth on the 7th of March following.

The Admiralty awarded head-money to the frigates for the destruction of

the _Droits de l'Homme_. As there were no means of knowing her

complement with certainty, Sir Edward wrote to Commodore Lacrosse to

request the information, telling him it was the practice of his

Government to award a certain sum for every man belonging to an enemy's

armed vessel taken, or destroyed. The Commodore answered, that the

_Droits de l'Homme_ had been neither taken nor destroyed, but that the

ships had fought like three dogs till they all fell over the cliff

together. Her crew, with the troops, he said, was sixteen hundred men.

The gallant captain of the _Amazon_, one of the earliest and closest

friends of Sir Edward Pellew, perished at length by a not less

distressing shipwreck. At the end of 1811, being then a rear-admiral, he

was returning from the Baltic in the _St. George_, a ship not calculated

to remain so late on such a station. After having received much damage

in a former gale, she was wrecked on Christmas-day, as well as the

_Defence_, which attended her to afford assistance; and only eighteen

men were saved from the two line-of-battle ships. Rear-Admiral Reynolds

and his captain remained at their post till they sunk under the

inclemency of a northern winter; when, stretched on the quarter-deck,

and hand in hand, they were frozen to death together.

FOOTNOTE:

[7] Naval Chronicle, vol. viii. p. 467.

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