CHAPTER XIII.

PRIVATEERS.

Character and daring of our Privateers -- Skill of American

seamen -- Acts of Congress relative to privateering -- Names

of ships -- Gallant action of the "Nonsuch" -- Success of

the Dolphin -- Cruise of the Comet -- Narrow escape of the

"Governor Tompkins" -- Desperate action of the Globe with

two brigs -- The Decatur takes a British sloop of war --

Action of the Neufchatel with the crew of the Endymion --

Desperate defence of Captain Reed against the crews of a

British squadron -- The Chasseur captures a British schooner

of war -- Character of the commanders of privateers --

Anecdote.

Notwithstanding the navy won such laurels during the war, the chief

damage done to British commerce was inflicted by our privateers. A

history of that period is therefore incomplete without a record of

their acts. Nothing ever brought out the daring seamanship, skill,

fertility of resource and stubborn bravery, so characteristic of our

sailors, as the management of those private armed vessels. Scarcely

was war declared before they began to shoot one after another from

out our ports, and disappeared in the distant horizon. Trade being

prostrated, merchants fitted up their idle ships with picked crews and

skillful commanders, and sent them forth to vex the enemy's commerce.

Our vessels at that time, as now, being swifter sailers than the

English, these bold rovers asked only an open sea and a gale of wind

to outstrip their pursuers, or overtake those in flight. Their sails

were seen skirting the horizon in every direction--now saucily looking

into the enemy's ports to see what was going on there, and again

sweeping boldly through the English channels. They seemed

ubiquitous--every pathway of commerce was familiar to them, and they

passed from sea to sea, appearing and disappearing with a suddenness

and celerity that baffled pursuit. Sometimes one of these light armed

vessels would slyly hover about a whole fleet of merchantmen, convoyed

by a stately frigate, under whose guns they clustered for protection,

until a favorable opportunity occurred, when she would suddenly dash

into their midst like a hawk into a brood of chickens, and seizing

one, man her and be off before the frigate could sufficiently recover

from its astonishment at such audacity to attempt pursuit. It

sometimes occurred that she would find herself alongside a frigate

which she had mistaken for a large merchantman, when a seamanship and

coolness would be exhibited in the effort to get clear, seldom

witnessed in the oldest naval commanders. If unable to escape she

would gallantly set her colors and fight a hopeless, yet one of the

most desperate battles that occur in maritime warfare. The way in

which these ships were handled, the daring manner they were carried

into action, and the desperation with which they were fought

astonished the English, who had never witnessed any thing like it on

the sea. Sweeping waters covered with British cruisers, with scarcely

a safe neutral port to enter in case of distress--shut out from their

own harbors by blockade, they were compelled to exercise the most

unceasing watchfulness, and keep in a state of constant preparation.

It was a gallant sight to witness one of these little cruisers,

apparently surrounded by an enemy's squadron, and yet dashing through

its midst, fly away before the wind, while the water around was driven

into foam by the shot that sped after her. Their conduct and success

throughout the war, revealed the vast resources at the command of our

navy. We have only to build ships, not educate sailors. Our commerce

pierces to every clime, and our fisheries extend beyond the Arctic

Circle; and, hardened by exposure and taught by experience and perils,

our sailors are thoroughly trained in all the duties of their calling.

Crews that the commanders of men-of-war might well be proud of, are

at this moment afloat in every part of the world. On mere call we

could man the navies of Europe with well instructed men. One great

difficulty with the French navy is, that during war she has no where

to go for recruits. Her sailors require a long training, while ours

have been trained from boyhood.

Privateering has been denounced as unworthy of civilized nations, but

if the object of maritime warfare be to destroy the enemy's commerce,

it is difficult to see why a private armed vessel should not be

commissioned to do it as well as a national one. If it be plundering

private property on the high seas, so is the capture of merchantmen by

men-of-war. The sailors in both are stimulated by the same motives,

viz., prize money. If maritime war was to be carried on between

national vessels alone, and commerce be left untouched, there would be

little use for a navy. Ports are blockaded to injure commerce and

weaken the resources of the enemy; so are fleets of merchantmen

captured, supplies cut off and nations distressed for the same

purpose. And if this is to be done, it seems hardly worth quarrelling

about who shall do it.

Our fleet was so small at the commencement of the war, that the

balance of injury and loss would have been heavy against us, but for

our privateers. Our large vessels were soon blockaded in port, and the

contest on the seas was for some time almost wholly carried on by

privateers, and of the more than two thousand vessels captured during

its progress, the greater part was taken by them. A single privateer

would slip through a blockading squadron, stand out to sea, and in a

few weeks destroy vessels and seize property to the amount of

millions. At one time they cruised so daringly in the English waters,

that sixty dollars was paid in England to insure five hundred across

the Irish Channel. Some of them fought British national vessels and

captured them, while it scarcely ever happened that an American

privateer struck to an English vessel, when there was any

approximation to an equality of force. Of the twenty-three naval

engagements during the war, where either one or both were national

vessels, the Americans were victorious in seventeen. A similar success

marked the contests of private armed vessels.

In 1800, the act regulating privateers gave to them the entire prize

captured, but in March, 1812, another act was passed appropriating two

per cent. to collectors, to be used as a fund for the support of the

widows and orphans of those who fell in combat. This was afterwards

modified so as to allow the disabled the benefit of the fund. On the

19th of July the act Was amended, and two per cent. placed in the

hands of the Secretary of the Treasury, and privateersmen put on the

pension list with the navy. A few days after a bill passed the House,

allowing twenty-five dollars bounty for every prisoner taken. This was

increased the next session to one hundred dollars.

[Sidenote: Aug. 2.]

The success attending our privateersmen, and the injury they inflicted

on the enemy, gave them such a prominence in the country, that

Congress increased as far as possible the inducements to fit out

letters of marque, and in 1814 reduced the legal duties on goods

captured by privateers thirty-three and a third per cent., and

afterwards withdrew all claim of the government to prizes and their

cargoes.

Privateersmen had earned all these privileges for themselves by their

activity, adroitness, and bravery; they had become the terror of the

British commerce, and while England, proud of her naval strength, was

blockading our entire coast, they were sweeping down upon her

merchantmen in the chops of her own channels.

The names of many of these vessels were very characteristic of the

American sailor. "Catch me if you can," "True blooded Yankee," "Right

of Search," "Bunker Hill," "Viper," "Rattlesnake," "Scourge," "Spit

Fire," and "Teazer," exhibited not only the spirit that animated the

commanders, but were well calculated to irritate and enrage the

officers of English vessels of war, especially as their conduct

corresponded so well with the titles they bore.

In September, about three months after the war was declared, the

"Nonsuch" privateer, of Baltimore, carrying only twelve pound

carronades and eighty or ninety men, while cruising off Cape Vincent,

fell in with an English ship carrying sixteen 18 and 24 pound

carronades and two hundred men, and a schooner with six four pounders

and 60 men. Notwithstanding this overwhelming disparity of force, the

privateer determined to uphold the name she bore, and setting American

colors bore gallantly down on the ship. Ranging up within close musket

shot, she poured in her broadsides and volleys of musketry for three

hours and a half, and maintained the unequal contest till her guns

were all disabled and only musketry could be used. The vessels instead

of taking advantage of the crippled condition of the ship, to capture

her, were so amazed at her audacity and the desperate manner in which

she was fought, that they turned and fled. The Nonsuch lost

twenty-three killed and wounded in this engagement.

Not long after, in the same waters, the Dolphin, of Baltimore, with

only ten guns and sixty men, attacked at the same time a ship of

sixteen guns and forty men, and a brig of 10 guns and twenty-five men,

and captured them both.

In December of this year the privateer Comet, fourteen guns, started

on a cruise southward, and on the 14th of January gave chase to four

sail, which were afterwards ascertained to be three English

merchantmen, one carrying fourteen and the other two, ten guns,

convoyed by a Portuguese brig-of-war mounting twenty thirty-twos, and

having a crew of one hundred and sixty-five men. The privateer hailed

the Portuguese, when the latter sent a boat aboard with her commander.

In the conversation that followed, Captain Boyle, of the privateer,

declared he should take those merchantmen if he could. The Portuguese

commander replied, he must prevent him, though he should be sorry to

have any thing disagreeable happen. The American reciprocated his good

wishes, but told him he was afraid something unpleasant might occur if

he undertook to interfere with his proceedings.

It was dark when the Portuguese captain withdrew, and the Comet

immediately crowded sail for the merchantmen, followed closely by the

brig of war. Coming up with them, Captain Boyle began to pour in his

broadsides. The vessels keeping heavy head way, firing as their guns

bore, he was compelled to fight under a cloud of canvass. Now shooting

ahead, he would tack, and come down on the enemy in a blaze of fire.

But with every broadside, the Portuguese poured in his own. Captain

Boyle, intent on capturing the English vessels, paid no attention to

the latter, except occasionally to give him a passing salute. At

length he compelled every vessel to strike, and succeeded in taking

possession of and manning one. But the moon having gone down, and dark

clouds, indicating squalls, rising over the heavens, the vessels got

separated, except the privateer and man-of-war, which kept exchanging

occasional broadsides till two in the morning. By daylight all

succeeded in getting off, though dreadfully cut up, with the exception

of the one manned the night before, which was safely brought into port

through the squadron blockading the Chesapeake. This bold marauder

afterwards engaged a ship of eight hundred tons burthen and carrying

twenty-two guns, and maintained the contest for eight hours before he

could be beaten off.

The Governor Tompkins was another daring and successful cruiser,

inflicting heavy damages on the English commerce. Her log book would

read like a romance. [Sidenote: Jan. 1, 1813.] One morning as the sun

rose over the sea, Captain Shaler saw in the distance three vessels

and immediately gave chase. The wind was light and he approached

slowly, examining the strangers narrowly. One of them appeared to be a

large transport, so heavy that he was questioning the propriety of

attacking her, especially as the other two were evidently determined

to stand by her. Boats were rapidly passing to and fro, filled with

men, and though the large vessel lay to, quietly waiting the approach

of the privateer, she had studding-sail booms out as if prepared for a

running fight. Her conduct looked suspicious, and while the captain of

the Tompkins was deliberating whether to engage or haul off, a sudden

squall struck his vessel carrying her directly under the guns of the

stranger, which to his amazement he discovered to be a frigate. He had

English colors flying, but instead of endeavoring with them to deceive

the enemy till he could claw off, he hauled them down, and setting

three American ensigns, poured a broadside into the man-of-war. The

latter returned it with stunning effect, his balls crashing through

the timbers, blowing up cartridges, tube boxes, etc., and strewing the

quarter-deck with ruin. The Tompkins not daring to tack in the squall,

kept on before the wind, passing the frigate and receiving its fire as

she flew on. The frigate pursued, and sailing nearly as fast as the

privateer, for a time made the water foam about him. But the latter by

throwing over shot, lumber, etc., gradually drew ahead, and the wind

dying away, Captain Boyle, with the aid of sweeps, got at dark beyond

reach of the shot.

About the same time the Globe had a desperate engagement off Madeira

with two brigs, one of eighteen and the other of sixteen guns,

compelling one to strike, though she afterwards made her escape.

In August of this year, a gallant action was fought between the

privateer Decatur, Capt. Diron, and a war schooner of the British

navy. The Decatur had six twelve-pound carronades and one

eighteen-pounder, and mustered 103 men. The schooner was thoroughly

appointed, carrying _twelve twelve-pound carronades_, two long sixes,

a brass four, a _thirty-two pound carronade_ and eighty-eight men.

She, therefore, had but fifteen men less than her antagonist, while

she threw more than twice the weight of metal. But, notwithstanding

this overwhelming superiority of force, and though a packet

accompanied the schooner whose conduct in the engagement could not be

foretold, Captain Diron hoisted American colors to the peak, and

closed at once and fiercely with the enemy. He knew from the outset

that in a broadside to broadside engagement the Dominica, from her

great superiority in metal, would soon sink him, and he determined to

board her. The latter detected his purpose and bore away, pouring in

her broadsides. Both commanders exhibited great skill in manoeuvering

their ships; one to board, the other to foil the attempt. The schooner

succeeded in firing three broadsides before the privateer could close.

Captain Diron, who had previously got up all the ammunition, etc.

which he wanted from below, and fastened down the hatches, the moment

he saw from his course that the schooner could not avoid a collision,

ordered the drums to beat the charge. Loud cheers followed, and the

next moment the two vessels came together with a crash, the jib-boom

of the Decatur piercing the main-sail of the enemy. In an instant they

were lashed together. The fire from the artillery and musketry at this

time was terrible. In the midst of it the crew of the Decatur sprang

with shouts on the enemy's decks, when it became a hand-to-hand fight

with pistols and cutlasses. The crew of the latter fought desperately,

but at length, every officer being killed or wounded, with the

exception of one midshipman and the surgeon, and only twenty-eight out

of the eighty-eight left standing, the colors were hauled down. The

combat, which lasted an hour, was one of the most bloody, in

proportion to the number engaged, that occurred during the war.

[Sidenote: 1814.]

The privateer Neufchatel was another lucky ship. Once getting becalmed

off Gray Head, within sight of the Endymion, she was attacked by the

boats and launches of the latter containing over a hundred men. The

Neufchatel carried 17 guns, but had at the time of the attack only

thirty-three men and officers included. Although it was dark the

captain observed the approach of the boats, five in number, and opened

his fire upon them. They, however, steadily advanced till they reached

the ship, when they attempted to board on bows, sides, and stern

simultaneously.

The action lasted twenty minutes, when one boat having sunk, another

being emptied of its crew, and the others drifting away, apparently

without men, the firing ceased. At its close the privateer found on

her deck more prisoners than she had men in the combat. But few of the

assailants ever reached the frigate again.

[Sidenote: Nov. 24.]

In November of this year the Kemp privateer sailed out of Wilmington

and two days after was attacked by a fleet of six small vessels,

carrying in all forty-six guns and a hundred and thirty-four men.

Enveloped in the fire of six vessels this gallant privateer maintained

the unequal combat for half an hour, and finally succeeded in

scattering them, when she fell on them in detail and carried three by

boarding. She then ranged alongside the largest brig and poured in her

broadsides and volleys of musketry. In fifteen minutes the latter

struck. In an hour and a half the whole were taken, but while the

prizes were being secured two hoisted sail and got away. The other

four were secured and brought into port, the result of a six days'

cruise.

[Sidenote: 1814.]

But the most desperate engagement probably during the war took place

this year, between the privateer brig, General Armstrong, and the

crews of an English squadron in the port of Fayal. This brig,

carrying only seven guns and ninety men, entered that port to obtain

water, and her commander, Captain Reid, seeing no sail on the horizon,

dropped his anchor. A few hours after, the British brig Carnation came

in and anchored near her. Soon after the Plantaganet, 74, and the Rota

frigate arrived. Captain Reid, knowing how little regard English

officers paid to the laws of neutrality, became very solicitous about

the safety of his ship, and applied to the authorities of the place to

know what course he should pursue. They told him he need entertain no

fear, as the English officers knew the rights of a neutral port too

well to molest him. Captain Reid, however, suspected it would be

otherwise, and kept a close watch on the movements of the enemy. About

nine o'clock in the evening, it being broad moonlight on the bay and

not a breath of air breaking its glittering surface, he saw four boats

rowing rapidly and silently towards him. When they came within hail he

called out to know their purpose. The latter making no reply and

keeping steadily on, he bade them stand off. They paid no heed to his

repeated orders, and were about to board when he gave the command to

fire. After a short but fierce contest the assailants were driven off

and returned to their vessels. The news soon spread, and the

inhabitants with the governor gathered on the shore to see the battle.

About midnight fourteen launches, filled with four hundred men, were

seen to put off and steer straight for the privateer. Captain Reid,

who, in the mean time, had cut his cable and moored close in shore,

knew he could not save his vessel; but indignant at this violation of

the laws of neutrality he determined the enemy should pay dear for the

conquest, and the moment the boats came within range opened a

tremendous fire upon them. They staggered under it, but returning it

with spirit continued to press on. But as they got nearer, the carnage

became awful. Every gun on board that privateer seemed aimed with the

precision of a rifle, and the discharges were so rapid and incessant

that it was with the utmost efforts the boats could be pushed on at

all. The dead cumbered the living, and the oars were continually

dropping from the hands of the slain, crippling and confusing all the

movements. At length, however, they succeeded in reaching the brig,

and cheered on by their officers, shouting "no quarter," began to

ascend the sides of the ship. In a moment its black hull was a sheet

of flame rolling on the foe.

Shrieks and cries, mingled with oaths and execrations, and sharp

volleys of musketry rang out on the night air, turning that moonlight

bay into a scene of indescribable terror. The bright waters were

loaded with black forms, as they floated or struggled around the

boats. The Americans fought with the ferocity of tigers and the

desperation of mad men. Leaping into the boats they literally

massacred all within. Several drifted ashore full of dead bodies--not

a soul being left alive of all the crew--others were sunk. Some were

left with one or two to row them. Overwhelmed, crushed and

discomfitted, the remainder abandoned the attempt and pulled slowly

back to the ships, marking their course by the groans and cries of the

wounded that floated back over the bay. Only three officers, out of

the whole, escaped, while scarce a hundred and fifty of the four

hundred returned unwounded to their vessels. A hundred and twenty were

killed outright. The loss could scarcely have been greater had the

enemy fought a squadron equal to their own.

Our Consul, after this, dropped a note to the Governor, who

immediately sent a remonstrance to Van Lloyd, commander of the

Plantagenet, saying that the American vessel was under the guns of the

castle and entitled to Portuguese protection. To this Van Lloyd

replied, that he was resolved on the destruction of the vessel, and if

the fort undertook to protect her, he would not leave a house standing

on shore.

The next day the Carnation hauled in alongside and opened her

broadsides on the privateer. Reid, still grimly clinging to his

vessel, returned the fire, and in a short time so cut up his

antagonist that he hauled off to repair. That little brig, half a

wreck, lying under the walls of the castle fighting that hopeless

gallant battle, vindicating her rights against such fearful odds, with

none who dare help her, presented a sublime spectacle.

At length his guns being dismounted, Captain Reid ordered his men to

cut away the masts of the ship, blow a hole through her bottom, and

taking out their arms and clothing, go ashore. Soon after the British

advanced and set her on fire. Van Lloyd then made a demand on the

Governor for Captain Reid and his crew, threatening in case of refusal

to send an armed force and take them. Fearing that the Governor would

not be able to prevent their arrest, this gallant band retired to an

old convent, knocked away the drawbridge, determined to defend

themselves to the last. The English commander had no desire to place

his crews again under the deadly aim of those daring men, and

abandoned the project.

The American loss in this engagement was only two killed and seven

wounded. Thus dearly did England pay for this violation of the laws of

a neutral port. That brig, cruising successfully to the close of the

war, could not have inflicted so heavy damage on the enemy as she

caused in her capture.

The gallant bearing and patriotic feeling that marked these little

cruisers are worthy of record, while the hair-breadth escapes--the

tricks employed to entice merchantmen within their reach--the wit and

humor exhibited in hailing and answering the hails of vessels--the

saucy and irritating acts committed on purpose to provoke--the

good-natured jokes they cracked on those they had first outwitted,

then conquered, would make a most characteristic and amusing chapter

in American history.

Captain Boyle, of the Chasseur, took great delight in provoking

frigates to chase him, and when they abandoned the pursuit as

hopeless, he would affect to chase in turn, teazing and insulting his

formidable adversaries, who tried in vain to cut some spar out of the

winged thing in order to lessen her fleetness. Cruising along the

English coast, this vessel had some very narrow escapes. While here

the captain overhauled a cartel, and sent by it a proclamation with

orders to have it stuck up in Lloyd's coffee house, declaring the

whole British Empire in a state of blockade, and that he considered

the force under him sufficient to maintain it.

This was probably one of the finest private armed vessels afloat

during the war. Buoyant as a sea-gull, she sat so lightly and

gracefully on the water, that it seemed as if she might, at will, rise

and fly. Fleet as the wind, she was handled with such ease that the

enemy gazed on her movements with admiration.

[Sidenote: Feb. 26, 1815.]

Her last exploit was the capture of his majesty's schooner St.

Lawrence, carrying fifteen guns. The latter was on her way to New

Orleans, with some soldiers, marines, and gentlemen of the navy as

passengers. The Chasseur had only six twelve-pounders and eight short

nine pound carronades, having been compelled a short time before, when

hard pressed by an English frigate, to throw over nearly all her

twelve pound carronades. Captain Boyle had no suspicion of the true

character of the vessel when he gave chase, for her ports had been

closed on purpose to deceive him. He therefore stood boldly on till he

got within pistol-shot, when the schooner suddenly opened ten ports on

a side and poured in a destructive fire. At the same time the men who

had been concealed under the bulwarks leaped up and delivered a volley

of musketry. Captain Boyle, discovering what a trap he had been

beguiled into, determined at once to stay in it, and ranging alongside

within ten yards, opened a tremendous fire with his batteries and

musketry. The vessels were so near each other that the voices of

officers and men could be distinctly heard, even amid the crashing

cannonade. That little privateer exhibited a skill and practice in

gunnery unsurpassed by any frigate, and superior to any vessel in the

English navy. The enemy was completely stunned by the rapidity and

destructive effect of her fire, and in eleven minutes was a perfect

wreck. Captain Boyle then gave the command to board, when the flag was

struck. In this short space of time the Chasseur had strewed the deck

of that schooner with nearly half of her crew, killed and wounded.

Our privateers had greatly the advantage of the English, not only in

artillery but in musketry--our men firing with much surer aim than

theirs.

It would be impossible to give the names and details of all the

vessels and their engagements; but, independent of the vast number of

merchantmen captured by them, they took eight national vessels of the

enemy, in single combat. They seemed to vie with each other in daring

and the venturous exploits they would undertake. One of these vessels

would shoot out of port within sight of a blockading squadron, start

alone on a cruise, and scouring thirty or forty thousand miles of the

ocean, return with a fleet of prizes. The commanders were almost,

invariably humane men, treating their prisoners with vastly more

kindness than British admirals and commodores did those Americans who

fell in their hands. Many acts of kindness and generosity were

performed, and a nobleness of spirit exhibited towards a fallen foe,

which has ever been, and it is to be hoped ever will be, a

distinguished trait in the American character. On one occasion a

privateer captured in the channel a Welch vessel from Cardigan,

freighted with corn. As the captain went on board he saw a small box

with a hole in the top, in the cabin, marked "Missionary box." "What

is this?" said he, touching it with a stick. "Oh," replied the

Cambrian, "the truth is, my poor fellows here have been accustomed

every Monday morning to drop a penny each into that box, for the

purpose of sending out missionaries to preach the gospel to the

heathen; but it's all over now." "Indeed," said the captain, and

reflecting a moment, he added, "Captain, I'll not hurt a hair of your

head nor touch your vessel," and immediately returned to his own ship,

leaving him unmolested.

Such conduct appears the more striking when contrasted with that of

British officers. The murder of Mr. Sigourney, of the Alp, whose

brains were beaten out; though when his vessel was taken possession of

not a soul but himself was found on board--the confinement of Capt.

Upton and his officers of the privateer Hunter, for three months in a

filthy prison, and their after transfer to a prison ship--the cruelty

shown to Capt. Nichols, who, after enjoying his parole for two months,

was without the least reason thrown into a prison-ship and kept for

more than a month in a room four feet by seven, and many other cases

of extreme cruelty, were well known, for the facts had been sworn to

and placed on record as state papers. Rumor aggravated all these a

hundred fold, yet the English government can offset them with no

retaliatory acts substantiated before courts of inquiry.

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