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} + .x-ebookmaker .figleft { float: left; } + + + ul.index { list-style-type: none; } + li.ifrst { + margin-top: 1em; + text-indent: -2em; + padding-left: 1em; + } + li.indx { + margin-top: .5em; + text-indent: -2em; + padding-left: 1em; + } + li.isub1 { + text-indent: -2em; + padding-left: 2em; + } + li.isub2 { + text-indent: -2em; + padding-left: 3em; + } + </style> +</head> +<body> +<div style='text-align:center'>*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 76809 ***</div> +<div class='x-ebookmaker-drop'> +<figure class='figcenter' id='front-cover'> + <a href='images/cover.jpg'><img class='v100' src='images/cover-t.jpg' alt='Front Cover'></a> +</figure> +</div> + +<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop"> + +<div class="new-page"> +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_i">[i]</span></p> +<p class='half-title'>A SAILOR’S LIFE</p> +</div> + +<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop"> + +<div class="new-page"> +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_ii">[ii]</span></p> +</div> + +<div class='mt8 mb8'> +<figure class="figcenter" id='i_colophon'> + <img class="h20" src="images/i_colophon.png" alt="Colophon"> +</figure> +</div> + + +<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop"> + +<div class="new-page"> +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_iv">[iv]</span></p> +</div> + +<figure class="figcenter" id='i_frontis'> + <img class="v100" src="images/i_frontis.jpg" alt=""> + <p>Photographed by<br>Her Highness the Râni of Sarawak</p> + <figcaption>A Hadji.</figcaption> +</figure> + + + +<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop"> + +<div class="new-page"> +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_v">[v]</span></p> +</div> + +<h1> +<span class='db'>A SAILOR’S LIFE</span> +<span class='db fs80 mth'>UNDER</span> +<span class='db mth'>FOUR SOVEREIGNS</span> +</h1> + +<p class="center fs80 mt2">BY</p> +<p class="center mth">ADMIRAL OF THE FLEET</p> +<p class="center fs120 mth">THE HON. SIR HENRY KEPPEL</p> +<p class="center fs80 mth">G.C.B., D.C.L.</p> + +<p class="center mt2">VOL. II</p> + +<p class="center mt2 fs120 blackletter">London</p> +<p class="center fs120">MACMILLAN AND CO., <span class="smcap">Limited</span></p> +<p class="center fs80 mtq">NEW YORK: THE MACMILLAN COMPANY</p> +<p class="center mtq">1899</p> + +<p class="center fs80 mt1"><em>All rights reserved</em></p> + + +<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop"> + +<div class="chapter"> +<h2 class="nobreak" id="CONTENTS">CONTENTS</h2> +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_vii">[vii]</span></p> +</div> + +<table class="toc"> +<tr> +<td class='tdc' colspan='2'><a href='#CHAPTER_XXXII'>CHAPTER XXXII</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class="tdr fs50" colspan='2' style='margin-top: -1em;'>PAGE</td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class="tdl"><span class='ships'>Dido</span></td> +<td class="tdr">1</td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdc' colspan='2'><a href='#CHAPTER_XXXIII'>CHAPTER XXXIII</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'><span class='ships'>Dido</span>: Second Expedition</td> +<td class='tdr'>10</td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdc' colspan='2'><a href='#CHAPTER_XXXIV'>CHAPTER XXXIV</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'><span class='ships'>Dido</span></td> +<td class='tdr'>22</td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdc' colspan='2'><a href='#CHAPTER_XXXV'>CHAPTER XXXV</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>England</td> +<td class='tdr'>30</td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdc' colspan='2'><a href='#CHAPTER_XXXVI'>CHAPTER XXXVI</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>Shore Time—Study Steam</td> +<td class='tdr'>38</td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdc' colspan='2'><a href='#CHAPTER_XXXVII'>CHAPTER XXXVII</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>Shore Time</td> +<td class='tdr'>50</td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdc' colspan='2'><a href='#CHAPTER_XXXVIII'>CHAPTER XXXVIII</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>The <span class='ships'>Mæander</span></td> +<td class='tdr'>65</td> +</tr> + +<tr> +<td class='tdc' colspan='2'><a href='#CHAPTER_XXXIX'>CHAPTER XXXIX</a> +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_viii">[viii]</span></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'><span class='ships'>Mæander</span>—Cruising</td> +<td class='tdr'>92</td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdc' colspan='2'><a href='#CHAPTER_XL'>CHAPTER XL</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'><span class='ships'>Mæander</span>—Cruising in the Sulu Sea</td> +<td class='tdr'>106</td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdc' colspan='2'><a href='#CHAPTER_XLI'>CHAPTER XLI</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'><span class='ships'>Mæander</span>—Hong Kong</td> +<td class='tdr'>115</td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdc' colspan='2'><a href='#CHAPTER_XLII'>CHAPTER XLII</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>In Eastern Seas</td> +<td class='tdr'>124</td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdc' colspan='2'><a href='#CHAPTER_XLIII'>CHAPTER XLIII</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'><span class='ships'>Mæander</span></td> +<td class='tdr'>144</td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdc' colspan='2'><a href='#CHAPTER_XLIV'>CHAPTER XLIV</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'><i lang='fr'>En route</i> to Sydney</td> +<td class='tdr'>151</td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdc' colspan='2'><a href='#CHAPTER_XLV'>CHAPTER XLV</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>Sydney to Hobart Town</td> +<td class='tdr'>153</td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdc' colspan='2'><a href='#CHAPTER_XLVI'>CHAPTER XLVI</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>Sydney</td> +<td class='tdr'>164</td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdc' colspan='2'><a href='#CHAPTER_XLVII'>CHAPTER XLVII</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'><span class='ships'>Mæander</span></td> +<td class='tdr'>190</td> +</tr> + +<tr> +<td class='tdc' colspan='2'> <a href='#CHAPTER_XLVIII'>CHAPTER XLVIII</a> +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_ix">[ix]</span></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>At Home</td> +<td class='tdr'>201</td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdc' colspan='2'> <a href='#CHAPTER_XLIX'>CHAPTER XLIX</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>Shore Time</td> +<td class='tdr'>205</td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdc' colspan='2'> <a href='#CHAPTER_L'>CHAPTER L</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'><span class='ships'>St. Jean d’ Acre</span></td> +<td class='tdr'>208</td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdc' colspan='2'> <a href='#CHAPTER_LI'>CHAPTER LI</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'><span class='ships'>St. Jean d’ Acre</span>—Cruising</td> +<td class='tdr'>215</td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdc' colspan='2'> <a href='#CHAPTER_LII'>CHAPTER LII</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>The Baltic Fleet</td> +<td class='tdr'>223</td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdc' colspan='2'> <a href='#CHAPTER_LIII'>CHAPTER LIII</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>The Bombardment of Bomarsund</td> +<td class='tdr'>233</td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdc' colspan='2'> <a href='#CHAPTER_LIV'>CHAPTER LIV</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'><span class='ships'>St. Jean d’ Acre</span></td> +<td class='tdr'>238</td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdc' colspan='2'> <a href='#CHAPTER_LV'>CHAPTER LV</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>The Crimea</td> +<td class='tdr'>245</td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdc' colspan='2'> <a href='#CHAPTER_LVI'>CHAPTER LVI</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'><span class='ships'>St. Jean d’ Acre</span></td> +<td class='tdr'>261</td> +</tr> + +<tr> +<td class='tdc' colspan='2'><a href='#CHAPTER_LVII'>CHAPTER LVII</a> +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_x">[x]</span></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>Second Expedition to Kertch</td> +<td class='tdr'>270</td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdc' colspan='2'><a href='#CHAPTER_LVIII'>CHAPTER LVIII</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>Naval Brigade</td> +<td class='tdr'>276</td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdc' colspan='2'><a href='#CHAPTER_LIX'>CHAPTER LIX</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>Trenches—Before Sevastopol</td> +<td class='tdr'>288</td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdc' colspan='2'><a href='#CHAPTER_LX'>CHAPTER LX</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>The Redan</td> +<td class='tdr'>297</td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdc' colspan='2'><a href='#CHAPTER_LXI'>CHAPTER LXI</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>After Fall of Sevastopol</td> +<td class='tdr'>304</td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdc' colspan='2'><a href='#CHAPTER_LXII'>CHAPTER LXII</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>Arrival from Crimea—Thence in <span class='ships'>Colossus</span>—Shore Time</td> +<td class='tdr'>312</td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdc' colspan='2'><a href='#CHAPTER_LXIII'>CHAPTER LXIII</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>The <span class='ships'>Raleigh</span></td> +<td class='tdr'>325</td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdc' colspan='2'><a href='#CHAPTER_LXIV'>CHAPTER LXIV</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>The <span class='ships'>Raleigh</span></td> +<td class='tdr'>330</td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdc' colspan='2'><a href='#CHAPTER_LXV'>CHAPTER LXV</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>Cape to China</td> +<td class='tdr'>333</td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdc' colspan='2'><a href='#INDEX'>INDEX</a></td> +</tr> +</table> + + +<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop"> + +<div class="new-page"> +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_xi">[xi]</span></p> + +<h2 class='nobreak'>ILLUSTRATIONS</h2> +</div> + +<table class='illustrations'> +<tr> +<th class="tdc fs80" style='width: 55%'>SUBJECT</th> +<th class="tdc fs80" style='width: 30%'>ARTIST</th> +<th class="tdc fs80" style='width: 15%'>PAGE</th> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>A Hadji</td> +<td class='tdl'><cite>Photographed by Her Highness the Râni of Sarawak</cite></td> +<td class='tdr'><a href='#i_frontis'>Frontispiece</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'><span class='ships'>Mæander</span> Fitting</td> +<td class='tdl'><cite>Sir Oswald Brierly</cite></td> +<td class='tdr'><a href='#i_066'>66</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'><span class='ships'>Mæander</span> leaving Plymouth</td> +<td class='tdc'>” ”</td> +<td class='tdr'><a href='#i_068'>68</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>“The Bishop”</td> +<td class='tdl'><cite>From a photograph</cite></td> +<td class='tdr'><a href='#i_071'>71</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'><span class='ships'>Mæander</span> hove to</td> +<td class='tdl'><cite>Sir Oswald Brierly</cite></td> +<td class='tdr'><a href='#i_074'>74</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>Comber in Danger</td> +<td class='tdc'>” ”</td> +<td class='tdr'><a href='#i_075'>75</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>New Harbour, Singapore</td> +<td class='tdc'>” ”</td> +<td class='tdr'><a href='#i_078'>78</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>All Sail set</td> +<td class='tdc'>” ”</td> +<td class='tdr'><a href='#i_083'>83</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'><span class='ships'>Mæander</span> passing astern of <span class='ships'>Hastings</span></td> +<td class='tdc'>” ”</td> +<td class='tdr'><a href='#i_089'>89</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>Map—Eastern Archipelago</td> +<td></td> +<td class='tdr'><a href='#i_092'>92</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>Kina-Balu, N. Borneo</td> +<td class='tdc'>” ”</td> +<td class='tdr'><a href='#i_095'>95</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'><span class='ships'>Mæander</span>, Hong Kong. Manned Yards on Departure of Sir Francis Collier</td> +<td class='tdc'>” ”</td> +<td class='tdr'><a href='#i_114'>114</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>A Spanish Galleon</td> +<td class='tdc'>” ”</td> +<td class='tdr'><a href='#i_124'>124</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'><span class='ships'>Mæander</span> on Shore</td> +<td class='tdc'>” ”</td> +<td class='tdr'><a href='#i_126'>126</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>Comba</td> +<td class='tdc'>” ”</td> +<td class='tdr'><a href='#i_133'>133</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'><span class='ships'>Mæander</span> off Port Essington</td> +<td class='tdc'>” ”</td> +<td class='tdr'><a href='#i_135'>135</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>An Australian Grave</td> +<td class='tdc'>” ”</td> +<td class='tdr'><a href='#i_136'>136</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'><span class='ships'>Mæander</span> at Sydney</td> +<td class='tdc'>” ”</td> +<td class='tdr'><a href='#i_154'>154</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>Sir Oswald Brierly</td> +<td class='tdl'><cite>Nina Daly</cite></td> +<td class='tdr'><a href='#i_156'>156</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'><span class='ships'>Mæander</span> at Hobart Town</td> +<td class='tdl'><cite>Sir Oswald Brierly</cite></td> +<td class='tdr'><a href='#i_159'>159</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>The Sham Fight</td> +<td class='tdc'>” ”</td> +<td class='tdr'><a href='#i_161'>161</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'><span class='ships'>Mæander</span> between Sydney Heads</td> +<td class='tdc'>” ”</td> +<td class='tdr'><a href='#i_164'>164</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>The <span class='ships'>Rattlesnake</span></td> +<td class='tdc'>” ”</td> +<td class='tdr'><a href='#i_166'>166</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>Rescue by Convicts. Norfolk Island</td> +<td class='tdc'>” ”</td> +<td class='tdr'><a href='#i_168'>168</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>A Coral Island</td> +<td class='tdc'>” ”</td> +<td class='tdr'><a href='#i_170'>170</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>A Stockade</td> +<td class='tdc'>” ”</td> +<td class='tdr'><a href='#i_172'>172</a></td> +</tr> + +<tr> +<td class='tdl'><span class='ships'>Mæander</span> in a Gale +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_xii">[xii]</span></td> +<td class='tdl'><cite>Sir Oswald Brierly</cite></td> +<td class='tdr'><a href='#i_173'>173</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>Point Venus, Tahiti</td> +<td class='tdc'>” ”</td> +<td class='tdr'><a href='#i_174'>174</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>Tahiti Harbour</td> +<td class='tdc'>” ”</td> +<td class='tdr'><a href='#i_176'>176</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>Lieutenant George Bowyear</td> +<td class='tdl'><cite>Nina Daly</cite></td> +<td class='tdr'><a href='#i_177'>177</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>Eimeo</td> +<td class='tdl'><cite>Sir Oswald Brierly</cite></td> +<td class='tdr'><a href='#i_178'>178</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>Inland Scenery, Tahiti</td> +<td class='tdc'>” ”</td> +<td class='tdr'><a href='#i_179'>179</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>A Coral Atoll</td> +<td class='tdc'>” ”</td> +<td class='tdr'><a href='#i_181'>181</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'><span class='ships'>Mæander</span> at Valparaiso</td> +<td class='tdc'>” ”</td> +<td class='tdr'><a href='#i_183'>183</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>Coquimbo</td> +<td class='tdc'>” ”</td> +<td class='tdr'><a href='#i_186'>186</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>Sharks at Mazatlan</td> +<td class='tdc'>” ”</td> +<td class='tdr'><a href='#i_188'>188</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>The Cemetery at Guyamas</td> +<td class='tdc'>” ”</td> +<td class='tdr'><a href='#i_192'>192</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>In the Straits of Magellan</td> +<td class='tdc'>” ”</td> +<td class='tdr'><a href='#i_197'>197</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>Gunnery Exercise</td> +<td class='tdc'>” ”</td> +<td class='tdr'><a href='#i_216'>216</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>The <span class='ships'>St. Jean d’ Acre</span></td> +<td class='tdc'>” ”</td> +<td class='tdr'><a href='#i_222'>222</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>The Commander-in-Chief</td> +<td class='tdl'><cite>Anon.</cite></td> +<td class='tdr'><a href='#i_227'>227</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>The <span class='ships'>Gondola</span> Yacht off Tolbeacon Light</td> +<td class='tdl'><cite>Sir Oswald Brierly</cite></td> +<td class='tdr'><a href='#i_229'>229</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>Circular Fort—Bomarsund</td> +<td class='tdc'>” ”</td> +<td class='tdr'><a href='#i_237'>237</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>The Battle of the Alma</td> +<td class='tdl'>“<cite>Illustrated London News</cite>”</td> +<td class='tdr'><a href='#i_241'>241</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>Map—Strait of Gibraltar</td> +<td></td> +<td class='tdr'><a href='#i_247'>247</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>Map—The Bosporus</td> +<td></td> +<td class='tdr'><a href='#i_250'>250</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'><span class='ships'>St. Jean d’ Acre</span> off Balaclava</td> +<td class='tdl'><cite>Col. Hon. Sir W. Colville,</cite> <em>K.C.V.O., C.B.</em></td> +<td class='tdr'><a href='#i_251'>251</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>“All the Way Up.” The Col of Balaclava</td> +<td class='tdc'>” ”</td> +<td class='tdr'><a href='#i_254'>254</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>“How the Guards looked”</td> +<td class='tdl'><cite>From “Punch,” 1855</cite></td> +<td class='tdr'><a href='#i_257'>257</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>Omar Pasha’s Arab</td> +<td class='tdl'><cite>E. Caldwell</cite></td> +<td class='tdr'><a href='#i_261'>261</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>Headquarters</td> +<td class='tdl'><cite>Simpson, I.L.N.</cite></td> +<td class='tdr'><a href='#i_265'>265</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>Map of Crimea</td> +<td></td> +<td class='tdr'><a href='#i_269'>269</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>“Jack, to Newly-Arrived Subaltern ...”</td> +<td class='tdl'><cite>Col. Hon. Sir W. Colville,</cite> <em>K.C.V.O., C.B.</em></td> +<td class='tdr'><a href='#i_278'>278</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>In Rear of the Lancaster Battery</td> +<td class='tdc'>” ”</td> +<td class='tdr'><a href='#i_281'>281</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>Plan of Sevastopol</td> +<td></td> +<td class='tdr'><a href='#i_293'>293</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>Inside the Naval Brigade Battery</td> +<td class='tdl'><cite>Simpson, I.L.N.</cite></td> +<td class='tdr'><a href='#i_295'>295</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>“Redan” Windham</td> +<td class='tdl'><cite>Nina Daly</cite></td> +<td class='tdr'><a href='#i_301'>301</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class='tdl'>A Vidette of Cossacks</td> +<td class='tdl'><cite>Col. Hon. Sir W. Colville,</cite> <em>K.C.V.O., C.B.</em></td> +<td class='tdr'><a href='#i_307'>307</a></td> +</tr> +</table> + + + + +<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop"> + +<div class="chapter"> +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_1">[1]</span></p> + +<h2 class="nobreak" id='CHAPTER_XXXII'>CHAPTER XXXII</h2> +</div> + +<p class='chap-title'><span class="smcap"><span class='ships'>Dido</span></span></p> + + +<div class="sidenote">1844. Sarawak, Aug. 5.</div> + +<p>This being the morning fixed for the departure +of our small expedition against the Sekarrans, the +<span class='ships'>Phlegethon</span> weighed at eight and proceeded down the +river to await the collection of force.</p> + +<p>Among those who accompanied us was the Pangeran +Budrudeen, the intelligent brother of the +Rajah already noticed. This was an unusual event +in the Royal Family, and the departure from the +Rajah’s wharf was imposing. The barge of state +was decked with banners and canopies. All the +chiefs attended, with the Arab priest Mudlana at +their head, and the barge pushed off amid the firing +of cannon and a general shout to invoke the blessing +of Mahomet.</p> + +<p>Having seen the last boat off, Brooke and I took +our departure in the gig, when another salute was +fired from the wharf. Three hours brought us to +the steamer. Here we heard that a small boat from +the pirate country had, under pretence of trading, +been spying into our force, but decamped on our +appearance. We now got fairly away, the smaller +boats keeping near the shoals in-shore, while the +steamer was obliged to make an offing some miles +from the coast. From the masthead we distinctly + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_2">[2]</span> +made out the small boat that had left the mouth of +the river before, pulling and sailing in the direction +of Batang Lupar, up which the Sekarran country +lies; and it being desirable that they should not get +information of our approach, at dusk, being well +in advance, our auxiliary force following, we despatched +Brooke’s sampan and one of <span class='ships'>Dido’s</span> cutters +in chase.</p> + +<div class="sidenote">Aug. 6.</div> + +<p>With the flood-tide arrived the well-appointed +little fleet, and with it the cutter and sampan with +two out of the three men belonging to the boat of +which they had been in chase, the third having been +speared by Seboo on showing a strong inclination to +run amuck in his own boat. From these men we +learned that Seriff Sahib was fully prepared for defence—his +harem had been removed—and that he +would fight to the last.</p> + +<p>We anchored in the afternoon at the mouth of +the Linga, and sent a messenger to caution the chief, +Seriff Jaffer, against giving any countenance to either +Seriff. The Batang Lupar, thus far, is a magnificent +river, from three to four miles wide, and in most +parts from 5 to 7 fathoms deep.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 7.</div> + +<p>Weighed at daylight. Shortly after eleven, with +a tide sweeping us up, we came in sight of the fortifications +of Patusen. There were five forts. Getting +suddenly into 6 feet of water, we anchored. We +were well within musket range, but not so formidable +a berth as we might have taken up had we been +aware of the increasing depth of water nearer the +shore; but we approached so rapidly there was no +time to ascertain.</p> + +<p>The <span class='ships'>Dido</span> and <span class='ships'>Phlegethon’s</span> boats were not long +in forming alongside. They consisted of the following:—</p> + + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_3">[3]</span></p> +<ul class='no-bullet'> +<li>Pinnace: Lieutenant C. F. Wade; R. Beith, +assistant-surgeon; 13 seamen; 5 marines.</li> + +<li><span class='ships'>Jolly Bachelor</span>: Lieutenant E. W. Turnour; Mr. +C. Johnson, midshipman; 21 seamen; 7 marines.</li> + +<li>First cutter: Mr. E. H. H. D’Aeth, mate; 8 +seamen; 8 marines.</li> + +<li>Second cutter: Mr. Robert Jenkins, acting-mate; +8 seamen; 2 marines.</li> + +<li>Second gig: Mr. R. C. Allen, Master; 6 seamen.</li> + +<li><span class='ships'>Phlegethon’s</span> first cutter: Mr. S. Caverley, first +officer; 15 men.</li> + +<li>Second cutter: Mr. Simpson, second officer; Mr. +A. Barton, midshipman; 15 seamen.</li> + +<li>Third cutter: Mr. H. Comber, acting-mate of +<span class='ships'>Dido</span>; 12 seamen.</li> + +<li>Fourth cutter: Mr. G. S. Darby, fourth officer; +12 seamen.</li> +</ul> + +<p>In all, 13 officers; 108 seamen; 16 marines.</p> + +<p>We had no steam, and to direct a fleet of boats +how to attack a succession of half a dozen forts was +beyond me. They were off, and they were there! +From the <span class='ships'>Phlegethon</span> we had no difficulty in setting +fire to the thatched roofs of the forts. Reinforcements +came across the extensive shelter of Patusen +Harbour. These we might easily have sunk with +<span class='ships'>Phlegethon’s</span> guns, but there was excitement for them +on landing! They never once checked in their advance, +but the moment they touched the shore the +crews rushed up, entering the forts at the embrasures, +while the pirates fled at the rear. In this sharp and +short affair we had but one man killed, poor John +Ellis, a fine young man, and captain of the maintop +in the <span class='ships'>Dido</span>. He was cut in two by a round-shot +while in the act of ramming home a cartridge in the +bow-gun of the <span class='ships'>Jolly Bachelor</span>, of which Lieutenant + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_4">[4]</span> +Edward Turnour was in command. This, and two +others badly wounded, were the only casualties on +our side.</p> + +<p>Our native allies were not long in following our +men on shore. The killed and wounded on the part +of the pirates must have been considerable. Our +native followers got many heads. There were no +less than sixty-four brass guns of different sizes, +besides many iron, found in and about the forts. +The town was extensive, and after being well looted +made a glorious blaze. Our Sarawak followers, both +Malays and Dyaks, behaved with gallantry, and with +our lads dashed in under the fire of the forts. In +fact, like their country, anything might be made of +them under a good Government.</p> + +<p>After our men had dined, and had a short rest +during the heat of the day, we landed our force in +two divisions to attack a town situated about two +miles up, on the left bank of a small river called the +Grahan, the entrance to which had been guarded by +the forts, and immediately after their capture the tide +had fallen too low for our boats to get up. Facing +the stream, too, was a long stockade, so that we determined +on attacking the place in the rear, which, +had the pirates waited to receive them, would have +caused an interesting skirmish. Brooke was away +independently in the gig. They, however, decamped, +leaving everything behind them.</p> + +<p>In this town we found Seriff Sahib’s residence, +and among other things his curious and extensive +wardrobe. It was ridiculous to see our Dyaks +dressed out in all the finery and plunder of this +noted pirate, whose very name a few days ago would +have made them tremble.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 6, 7.</div> + +<p>We likewise found a magazine in the rear of + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_5">[5]</span> +Sahib’s house, containing about 2 tons of gunpowder, +which I ordered to be thrown into the river.</p> + +<p>It was evident we attacked Patusen at the right +moment: the preparations for its defence were +nearly completed, and a delay of a week would have +resulted in considerable loss of life. It was the key +to this extensive river, the resort of the worst of +pirates, and each chief had contributed his share of +guns and ammunition towards its defence.</p> + +<p>We returned to our boats and evening meal +rather fatigued, but much pleased with our work, +after ascending near seventy miles from the mouth +of the river. The habitations of 5000 pirates had +been burnt to the ground, five strong forts destroyed, +together with several hundred boats, upwards of +sixty brass guns captured, and about a fourth of that +number of iron ones spiked and thrown into the +river, besides vast quantities of other arms and +ammunition, and the powerful Sahib, the great +pirate patron for the last twenty years, ruined past +recovery, and driven to hide his diminished head in +the jungle.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 8, 9.</div> + +<p>The 8th and 9th were spent in burning and destroying +the remains of the staggering town and a +variety of smaller boats.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 10.</div> + +<p>As soon as the tide had risen sufficiently to take +us over the shoals, we weighed in the steamer for the +country of the Sekarran Dyaks, having sent the boats +on before with the first of the flood.</p> + +<p>About fifteen miles above Patusen is the branch +of the river called the Undop. Up this river I sent +Lieutenant Turnour, with Mr. Comber, in the <i>Jolly +Bachelor</i> and a division of our native boats, while we +proceeded to where the river again branches off to +the right and left, as on the tongue of land so formed + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_6">[6]</span> +we understood we should find a strong fort; besides, +it was the highest point to which we could attempt +to take the steamer. We found the place deserted +and houses empty.</p> + +<p>We now divided the force into three divisions—the +one already mentioned, under Lieutenant +Turnour, up the Undop; another, under Mr. D’Aeth, +up the Lupar; while Lieutenant Wade, accompanied +by Brooke, ascended the Sekarran. I had not calculated +on the disturbed and excited state in +which I found the country: two wounded men +having been sent back from the Undop branch, +brought accounts of pirates, chiefly Malays, collected +in great numbers both before and in the rear of our +small force.</p> + +<p>An attempt had been made to cut off the bearer +of this information, Nakodah Bahar, who had had a +narrow escape, and had no idea of being the bearer +of an answer unless attended by a European force. +I had some difficulty in mustering another crew from +the steamer, and left my friend Captain Scott with +only the idlers, rather critically situated. I deemed +it advisable to re-collect our whole force, and before +proceeding to the punishment of the Sekarrans to +destroy the power and influence of Seriff Muller, +whose town was situated about twenty miles up, said +to contain a population of 1500 Malays, without +reckoning the Dyak tribes.</p> + +<p>Having despatched boats with directions to Lieutenant +Wade and Mr. D’Aeth to join us in the +Undop, a tributary of the Batang Lupar, proceeded +to the scene of action; leaving the <span class='ships'>Phlegethon</span> to +maintain as strict a blockade of the Sekarran and +Lupar branches as, with her reduced force, she was +capable of.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_7">[7]</span></p> + +<p>On my joining Lieutenant Turnour, I found him +just returned from a very spirited attack which he +had made, assisted by Mr. Comber, on a stockade +situated on the summit of a steep hill, Mr. Allen, the +Master, being still absent on a similar service on the +opposite side of the river.</p> + +<p>The gallant old chief Patingi Ali was likewise +absent in pursuit of the enemy that had been driven +from the stockades, with whom he had had a hand-to-hand +fight, the whole of which, being on the rising +ground, was witnessed by our boats’ crews, who could +not resist hailing his return from his gallant achievement +with three hearty cheers.</p> + +<p>We had now to unite in cutting our way through +a barrier across the river similar to that described +in the attack on the Sarebas, which having passed +we brought up for the night close to a still more +serious obstacle in a number of huge trees felled, +the branches of which, meeting midway in the river, +formed apparently an insurmountable obstacle. But +“patience and perseverance” overcame all obstacles. +By night only three of the trees remained to be +cleared away. On the right bank, about 50 yards +in advance of the barrier, stood a farm building, +which we considered it prudent to occupy for +the night.</p> + +<p>Having collected fifty volunteers (Brooke and +Wade had then not rejoined), I took Brooke’s schoolfellow +Steward, Williamson, and with me Comber, a +corporal and four marines, my gig’s crew, and, of +course, my trusty John Eager, the sound of whose +bugle meant mischief. The remainder composed of a +medley of picked Malays and Dyaks.</p> + +<p>The house being 100 yards in advance of our +party, and 80 from the river, it was difficult of + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_8">[8]</span> +approach, especially at night. The ground swampy, +with logs of trees, over which I stumbled, and was up +to my arms in mud and water. Nevertheless, there +was no noise. It was a roomy building. In one +corner I found an enclosure, forming a square of about +8 feet; of this I took possession, and while in the place—it +was pitch dark—I quietly divested me of my wet +trousers.</p> + +<p>“Tiga” (three) was the watchword, in case of a +stranger finding his way in. I was contemplating +whether my duck trousers were sufficiently dry for +me to get into, when every one was disturbed by +a most diabolical war-yell. In a moment every +man was on his legs—swords, spears, and krisses +dimly glittered over our heads. It is impossible +to describe the excitement and confusion of the +succeeding ten minutes; one and all believed we +had been surrounded by the enemy and cut off from +our main party.</p> + +<p>I had already thrust the muzzle of my pistol close +to the heads of several natives, whom in the confusion +I had mistaken for Sekarrans; and as each +in his turn called out “Tiga!” I withdrew my +weapon to apply it to somebody else, until at last +we found we were <em>all</em> “Tigas.” I had prevented +Eager more than once from sounding the alarm, +which from the first he had not ceased to press for +permission to do.</p> + +<p>The Dyak yell had, however, succeeded in throwing +the whole force afloat into a similar confusion, +who, not hearing the signal, concluded they, and not +we, were the party attacked. The real cause we +afterwards ascertained to have arisen from the alarm +of a Dyak, who dreamt, or imagined, he felt a spear +thrust upwards through the bamboo flooring of our + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_9">[9]</span> +building, and immediately gave his diabolical yell. +The confusion was ten times as much as it would +have been had the enemy really been there. So +ended the adventures of the night in the wild jungle +of Borneo.</p> + + + + +<hr class='chap x-ebookmaker-drop'> + +<div class='chapter'> +<p><span class='pagenum' id='Page_10'>[10]</span></p> +<h2 class='nobreak' id='CHAPTER_XXXIII'>CHAPTER XXXIII</h2> +</div> + +<p class='chap-title'><span class="smcap"><span class='ships'>Dido</span>: Second Expedition</span></p> + + +<div class='sidenote'>1844. +Aug. 11.</div> + +<p>At daylight we were joined by Wade and Brooke, +their division making a very acceptable increase to +our force, and by eight o’clock the last barrier was +cut through between us and Seriff Muller’s devoted +town.</p> + +<p>With the exception of his own house, from which +some eight or nine Malays were endeavouring to remove +his effects, the whole place was deserted. They +made no fight, and an hour afterwards the town had +been plundered and burnt.</p> + +<p>The only lives lost were a few unfortunates, who +happened to come within range of our musketry +in their exertions to save some of their master’s +property.</p> + +<p>A handsome large boat belonging to Seriff Muller +was the only thing saved, and this I presented to +Budrudeen.</p> + +<p>After a short delay in catching our usual supply of +goats and poultry, with which the place abounded, we +proceeded up the river in chase of the chief and his +people, our progress much impeded by the immense +trees felled across the river.</p> + +<p>We ascertained that the pirates had retreated to a +Dyak village, situated on the summit of a hill, some + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_11">[11]</span> +twenty-five miles higher up the Undop, five or six +miles only of which we had succeeded in ascending, +as a most dreary and rainy night closed in, during +which we were joined by D’Aeth and his division +from the Lupar River.</p> + +<p>The following morning, at daybreak, we again +commenced our toilsome work. We should have +succeeded better with lighter boats, and I should +have despaired of the heavier boats getting up had +they not been assisted by an opportune and sudden +rise of the tide, to the extent of 12 or 14 feet, though +with this we had to contend against a considerably +increased strength of current.</p> + +<p>It was on this day that my ever active and zealous +First Lieutenant, Charles Wade, jealous of the advanced +position of our light boats, obtained a place +in my gig.</p> + +<p>That evening the <span class='ships'>Phlegethon’s</span> first and second +cutters, the <span class='ships'>Dido’s</span> two cutters, and their gigs, were +fortunate enough to pass a barrier composed of trees +recently felled, from which we concluded ourselves to +be so near the enemy that, by pushing forward as +long as we could see, we might prevent further +impediments from being thrown in our way. This +we did, but at 9 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span>, arriving at a broad expanse of +the river, and being utterly unable to trace our course, +we anchored our advance force for the night.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 14.</div> + +<p>The first landing-place we had no trouble in discovering, +from the number of deserted boats collected +near it. Leaving these to be looted, we proceeded +in search of the second, which we understood was +situated more immediately under the village, and +which, having advanced without our guides, we had +much difficulty in finding. The circuit of the base +of the hill was above five miles.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_12">[12]</span></p> + +<p>During this warfare, Patingi Ali, who, with his +usual zeal, had here come up, bringing a considerable +native force of both Malays and Dyaks, was particularly +on the alert; while we in the gig attacked +Seriff Muller himself.</p> + +<p>Patingi nearly succeeded in capturing that chief +in person. He had escaped from his prahu into a +fast-pulling sampan, in which he was chased by old +Ali, and afterwards only saved his life by throwing +himself into the water and swimming to the jungle; +indeed, it was with no small pride that the gallant +old chief appropriated the boat to his own use.</p> + +<p>In the prahu were captured two large brass guns, +two smaller ones, a variety of arms, ammunition, and +personal property, amongst which were also two pairs +of handsome Wedgewood jars.</p> + +<p>While my crew were employed cooking, I crept +into the jungle and suddenly fancied I heard the +suppressed hum of many voices not far distant. I +returned to our cooking party and bade Wade take +up his double-barrel and come with me. I had not +penetrated many yards before I came in sight of a +mass of boats concealed in a snug little inlet, the +entrance to which had escaped our notice. These +boats were filled with piratical Dyaks and Malays, +and sentinels posted at various points on the +shore.</p> + +<p>My first impulse was to conceal ourselves until the +arrival of our force, but my rash though gallant +friend deemed otherwise, and, without noticing the +caution of my upheld hand, dashed in advance, discharging +his gun, calling upon our men to follow.</p> + +<p>It is impossible to conceive the consternation and +confusion this our sudden sally occasioned among the +pirates. The confused noise and scrambling from + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_13">[13]</span> +their boats I can only liken to that of a suddenly-roused +flock of wild-ducks.</p> + +<p>Our attack from the point whence it came was +evidently unexpected; and it is my opinion that they +calculated on our attacking the hill, if we did so at +all, from the nearest landing-place, without pulling +round the other five miles, as the whole attention of +their scouts appeared to be directed towards that +quarter.</p> + +<p>A short distance above them was a small encampment, +probably erected for the convenience of their +chiefs, as in it we found writing materials, two or +three desks of English manufacture, on the brass +plate of one of which, I afterwards noticed, was +engraved the name of “Willson.”</p> + +<p>To return to the pirates: with our force, such as +it was—nine in number—we pursued our terrified +enemy, headed by Wade.</p> + +<p>They foolishly themselves had not the courage to +rally in their judiciously selected and naturally protected +encampment, but continued their retreat (firing +on us from the jungle) towards the Dyak village on +the summit of the hill. We collected our force, +reloaded our firearms; and Wade, seeing from this +spot the arrival at the landing-place of the other +boats, again rushed on in pursuit.</p> + +<p>Before arriving at the foot of the steep ascent on +the summit of which the Dyak village stood, we had +to cross a small open space of about 60 yards, +exposed to the fire from the village as well as the +surrounding jungle. It was before crossing this +plain that I again cautioned Wade to await the +arrival of his men, of whom he was far in advance.</p> + +<p>We suddenly came on to the snuggest and best-sheltered +boat harbour I ever saw. The land was + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_14">[14]</span> +high towards the river, with a narrow and well-concealed +entrance opening to the river, so high that +an impromptu bridge in the shape of a large tree +had been thrown across. It was along this that +Wade was proceeding in advance, calling “Come on, +my boys!” And I am afraid I did not disguise my +gratification at seeing him disappear into the branches +of a large tree growing beneath.</p> + +<p>By this time the cutter and other boats had landed +at our point and were coming up. I had scarcely got +across the tree-bridge, when I saw my friend scrambling +up the opposite side, himself unhurt, his gun not +discharged.</p> + +<p>Our men were now landing fast, and it was for +very shame I could not allow Wade to proceed +alone. Only a few minutes afterwards, while still +trying to check him, a bullet from the hill took his +thumb and twisted him in my direction; while a +second shot struck him in the ribs and lodged in the +spine—and he fell.</p> + +<p>By this time a strong party were up, whom I +directed to pass on, while I ascertained that poor +Wade’s heart had ceased to beat.</p> + +<p>We laid the body in a canoe, with the Union Jack +for a pall, and descended the river. In the evening, +the force assembled, committed the body to the deep. +I read that impressive service from a Prayer-Book +brought up by poor Wade himself—as he put it, “in +case of accident.”</p> + +<p>Before we again got under way, several Malay +families, no longer in dread of their piratical chief, +Seriff Muller, gave themselves up to us as prisoners—the +first instance of any of them having done so. +We found sundry suspicious documents, exposing +deep intrigues and conspiracies, and brought up for the + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_15">[15]</span> +night off the still burning ruins of Seriff Muller’s +town.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 15.</div> + +<p>On Tuesday we again reached the steamer. We +still had something to settle with the Sekarrans, and, +having rested for two days, started on the 17th on +our last expedition.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 17.</div> + +<p>The weather was unusually fine, and we squatted +down to our curry and rice with better appetites.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 18.</div> + +<p>Our approach was made known by fires; but we +once dropped, without their being aware of our +approach, upon a boatful of Dyaks, dressed for +war, with feather cloaks, brass ornaments, and scarlet +caps. The discharge of our muskets and the capsizing +of the war-boat was the work of an instant, and +those who were uninjured escaped into the jungle.</p> + +<p>We experienced some difficulty in finding a +suitable place for our bivouac. While examining +the most eligible-looking spot on the bank of the +river, the crew of one of the <span class='ships'>Phlegethon’s</span> boats, +having crept up the opposite bank, came suddenly +on a party of Dyaks, who saluted them with a +war-yell and a shower of spears. The <span class='ships'>Phlegethon’s</span> +men took to the water, much to our amusement +as well as the Dyaks.</p> + +<p>The place we selected for the night was a large +house, about 40 yards from the edge of the river. +Here we united our different messes and passed a +jovial evening. The night, however, set in with a +fearful thunderstorm. The rain continued to fall +in torrents, but cleared up at daylight, when we +proceeded.</p> + +<p>As yet the banks of the river had been a continued +garden, with sugar-cane and bananas; the scenery +now became wilder.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 19.</div> + +<p>We were in hopes that this morning we should + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_16">[16]</span> +have reached their capital, Karangan, supposed to +be about ten miles further on. Not expecting to +meet with any opposition for some miles, we gave +permission to Patingi Ali to advance cautiously with +his light division, with orders to fall back on the +first appearance of any natives. As the stream was +running down strong, we held on to the bank, +waiting for the arrival of the second cutter, in which +were Brooke and Jenkins.</p> + +<p>Our pinnace and second gig having passed up, +we remained about a quarter of an hour, when the +report of a few musket-shots told us that the pirates +had been fallen in with. We immediately pushed +on, and as we advanced the increased firing from our +boats, and the war-yells of some thousand Dyaks, +let us know that we had met.</p> + +<p>It is difficult to describe the scene as I found it. +About twenty boats were jammed together, forming +one confused mass—some bottom up; the bows and +sterns of others only visible, mixed up, pell-mell, +with huge rafts—and amongst which were nearly all +our advanced division.</p> + +<p>Headless trunks, as well as heads without bodies, +were lying about; parties hand to hand spearing and +krissing each other, others striving to swim for their +lives; and entangled in the common mêlée were our +advanced boats, while on both banks thousands of +Dyaks were rushing down to join in the slaughter, +hurling spears and stones on the boats below.</p> + +<p>For a moment I was at a loss what steps to take +for rescuing our people from the position in which +they were, as the whole mass, through which there +was no passage, were floating down the stream, and +the addition of fresh boats only increased the confusion.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_17">[17]</span></p> + +<p>Fortunately, at this critical moment one of the +rafts, catching the stump of a tree, broke this floating +bridge, making a passage, through which my gig +(propelled by paddles instead of oars)—the bugler, +John Eager, in the bow—was enabled to pass.</p> + +<p>It occurred to Brooke and myself simultaneously, +that by advancing in the gig we should draw the +attention of the pirates towards us, so as to give time +for the other boats to clear themselves. This had +the desired effect. The whole force on shore turned, +as if to secure what they rashly conceived to be their +prize.</p> + +<p>We now advanced mid-channel, spears and stones +assailing us from both banks. Brooke’s gun would +not go off, so, giving him the yoke-lines, I, with the +coxswain to load, had time to select the leaders from +amongst the savage mass, on which I kept up a rapid +fire.</p> + +<p>Allen, in the second gig, quickly coming up, +opened upon them from a Congreve rocket-tube +such a destructive fire as caused them to retire behind +the temporary barriers where they had concealed +themselves previous to the attack on Patingi Ali, +and from whence they continued, for some twenty +minutes, to hurl their spears and other missiles, +among which were short lengths of bamboo loaded +with stone at one end. The <i lang='tl'>sumpitan</i> was likewise +freely employed, and although several of our men +were struck, no fatal results ensued. Mr. Beith, our +assistant surgeon, dexterously excised the wounds, +and what poison remained was sucked out by comrades +of the wounded men.</p> + +<p>From this position, however, the Sekarrans retreated +as our force increased, and could not again +muster courage to rally. Their loss <em>must</em> have been + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_18">[18]</span> +considerable. Ours might have been light had poor +old Patingi Ali attended to orders.</p> + +<p>He was over confident. Instead of falling back, +as particularly directed by me, on the first appearance +of any of the enemy he made a dash, followed by +his little division of boats, through the narrow pass. +The enemy at once launched large rafts of bamboo +and cut off his retreat. Six war-prahus bore down, +three on either side, on Patingi’s devoted followers. +One only of a crew of seventeen escaped to tell the +tale.</p> + +<p>When last seen by our advanced boats, Mr. +Steward and Patingi Ali were in the act (their own +boats sinking) of boarding the enemy. They were +doubtless overpowered and killed, with twenty-nine +others. Our wounded in all amounted to fifty-six.</p> + +<p>A few miles further up was the capital of Karangan, +which we carried without further opposition.</p> + +<p>Having achieved the object of our expedition, we +dropped leisurely down the river; slept in our boats, +with a strong guard on shore.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 20.</div> + +<p>On the 20th we reached the steamer, where +we remained all the next day attending to the +wounded.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 22.</div> + +<p>On the 22nd we reached Patusen, finding everything +in the wretched state we had left it. At 8 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span> +we heard the report of a gun, which was repeated +nearer at nine, and before a signal rocket could be +fired, we were hailed by the boats of the <span class='ships'>Samarang</span>, +Captain Sir Edward Belcher, and the next moment +he was alongside the <span class='ships'>Phlegethon</span> with the welcome +news of having brought our May mail.</p> + +<p>It appears that, on arrival of <span class='ships'>Samarang</span> off Morotoba, +Sir Edward heard of the loss we had sustained, +and, with his usual zeal and activity, came to our + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_19">[19]</span> +assistance, having brought his boats no less than 120 +miles in about thirty hours.</p> + +<p>There were two accidents just at this moment +which might have been more serious. D’Aeth, hearing +of the mail, hurried on board the <span class='ships'>Samarang</span> in a +small sampan, and was capsized. His skill in swimming +saved him; his one paddler caught hold of a +boat near. No sooner than these had been cared for, +when Brooke, whose ears, always on the alert for +native cries, heard voices in trouble, and, jumping +into his Singapore sampan, pushed off with Siboo to +the assistance of our Dyak followers, who had been +capsized by the bore. He rescued three out of a +crew of eleven, and these were half drowned when +he reached them.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 23.</div> + +<p>We moved down as far as the mouth of the +Linga, and on the night of the 24th were once again +in Sarawak. Here the rejoicings of the previous +year were repeated.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 28.</div> + +<p>But having received information that Seriff Sahib +had taken refuge in the Linga River, and, assisted +by Seriff Jaffer, was again collecting followers, we +were off again on the 28th, with the addition of the +<span class='ships'>Samarang’s</span> boats. And, determining to crush this +persevering pirate, in the middle of the night came +to an anchor inside the Linga River.</p> + +<p>When our expedition had been watched safely +outside the Batang Lupar on its return to Sarawak, +all those unfortunate families that had concealed +themselves in the jungle after the destruction of +Patusen and Undop, emerged from their hiding-places, +and by means of rafts, canoes, packerangans, +or anything that would float, were in the act of +crossing towards Bunting, a flourishing place. Their +dismay can well be imagined when at daylight on + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_20">[20]</span> +the morning of the 29th they found themselves +carried by the tide close alongside the terror-spreading +steamer, in the midst of our augmented fleet. +Escape to them was hopeless; nor did the women +seem to mind. It was a choice between starvation +in the jungle or coming under submission to the +white man.</p> + +<p>I need not say that, instead of being molested, +they were supplied with such provisions and assistance +as our means would permit, and allowed to pass +quietly on. We sent several of our native followers +into the Batang Lupar to inform the fugitives that +our business was with the chiefs and instigators of +piracy, and not with the ryots of the country.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 29.</div> + +<p>With the ebb-tide a number of boats came down +from the town containing the principal chiefs, with +assurances of their pacific intentions; welcoming us +with presents of poultry, goats, fruit, etc., which we +accepted, but paying for them, either in barter or +hard dollars, the fair market price. We learned that +Seriff Sahib had arrived at Pontranini, some fifty +miles beyond their <i lang='tl'>kampong</i>.</p> + +<p>We immediately proceeded in chase of him, at +the same time despatching two boats to look out for +Macota, who was expected at the mouth of the river. +We knew what the fate of this once powerful chief +would be if he fell into the hands of our friendlies. +He was captured alive in a deep muddy jungle into +which he had thrown himself when our men arrived. +Leaving Macota a prisoner on board the <span class='ships'>Phlegethon</span>, +with the flood-tide we pushed forward in pursuit of +Seriff Sahib.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 30.</div> + +<p>For two days we dragged our boats twenty miles +up a small jungly creek; but Seriff Sahib fled across +the mountains in the direction of the Pontiana River. + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_21">[21]</span> +So close were we on his rear that he threw away his +sword, and left behind him a child, whom he had +hitherto carried, in the jungle. Thus this notorious +chief was driven, single and unattended, out of the +reach of doing any further mischief.</p> + +<p>The boats returned, and took up a formidable +position off Bunting, where Seriff Jaffer was summoned +to a conference, which he attended, but under +compulsion from his people, who feared their <i lang='tl'>kampong</i> +being destroyed.</p> + +<p>On this occasion I had the satisfaction of witnessing +a splendid piece of oratory delivered by Brooke +in Malay. The purport of it was, as I understood, +to point out the horrors of piracy on the one hand, +which the British Government determined to suppress, +and on the other the blessings arising from peace and +trade, which it was equally our wish to cultivate; +and he concluded by fully explaining that the +measures adopted by us against piracy were for the +protection of the peaceful communities along the +coast. The people listened with great attention; a +pin could have been heard, had it dropped, during +Brooke’s fine speech.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 4.</div> + +<p>The force again reached Sarawak, and thus terminated +a successful expedition against the worst +class of pirates on the coast of Borneo.</p> + + + + +<hr class='chap x-ebookmaker-drop'> + +<div class='chapter'> +<p><span class='pagenum' id='Page_22'>[22]</span></p> +<h2 class='nobreak' id='CHAPTER_XXXIV'>CHAPTER XXXIV</h2> +</div> + +<p class='chap-title'><span class="smcap"><span class='ships'>Dido</span></span></p> + + +<div class='sidenote'>1844. +Sept. 5.</div> + +<p>Steamer’s crew cutting wood, I writing distressing +letters to the friends of Wade, as well as to the +father of Dr. Simpson. Hospitably entertained by +Belcher.</p> + +<p>Landed sundry parties after deer and hog. +Oysters fine, the best things here.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 9.</div> + +<p>At an early hour started on a pleasure excursion. +Late at night anchored in the Lundu River, +having tiffed by the way at one of the small islands +on splendid oysters.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 10.</div> + +<p>Anchored off the town; visited, and was hospitably +entertained by, the Dyaks. In the evening had +a feast and a war-dance; was in other ways much +amused. Slept in the Dyak “scullery” house.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 11.</div> + +<p>Collected all the dogs and beaters and proceeded +to the mouth of the river. All sport confined to +the Dyaks, we never getting a shot; very good fun, +though—a hog was caught by dogs and speared by +natives.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 12.</div> + +<p>Landed again early; more hogs taken by the +natives. Working on towards Santobong; capital +luncheon on the finest oysters. Dined on board the +<span class='ships'>Samarang</span>.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 13.</div> + +<p>Brooke and self returned to <span class='ships'>Dido</span> in gig, twenty-five + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_23">[23]</span> +miles’ pull. Found heavy sick-list, one marine +just expired of dysentery.</p> + +<p>Took up quarters with Brooke at The Grove. +Deputations and tenders of allegiance from all the +surrounding chiefs satisfactory.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 14.</div> + +<p>Preparing for moving down. Boats to finish; +spars to get on board; captured guns to embark. +Visited the Rajah and the Datu, “Father of Hopeful,” +his women sprinkling us with yellow rice and +gold-dust—one graceful and pretty and well dressed.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 15.</div> + +<p>Too much to do on board. Did not go off to +muster.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 16.</div> + +<p>At daylight saw from my window <span class='ships'>Dido</span> salute +Rajah and commence dropping down the river.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 18.</div> + +<p>Went down after breakfast, accompanied by +Brooke, and found my <span class='ships'>Dido</span> at anchor off the junction. +Moved further down on rising of tide.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 20.</div> + +<p>Williamson, Turnour, Partridge, Charlie Johnson, +and Douglas came down from Sarawak to dinner.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 21.</div> + +<p>Cruikshank and Williamson to dinner. Finished +my claret.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 22.</div> + +<p>Reached the mouth of the river. Present of +warlike weapons from Budrudeen. Took leave of +dear Rajah Brooke, and worked the ship over the +bar of the Maratabu.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Singapore, +Oct. 1.</div> + +<p>Arrived in Singapore. Ordered home. More +anxious for passage than my one cabin can hold. +Selected a rough diamond, but great character, one +Michael Quin, lately Captain of <span class='ships'>Minden</span>, hospital +ship, also Lieutenant Inglefield. I had but one cabin, +but could swing more than two cots.</p> + +<p>Pleasure of thoughts of home damped by news +of the death of my sister, Lady Leicester.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 3.</div> + +<p>News of <span class='ships'>Pelican</span> having sprung a leak; hope not. +<span class='ships'>Phlegethon</span> off for Brooke and Borneo. Dined with + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_24">[24]</span> +Oxley. His nutmeg plantation worth seeing—cinnamon +and cloves.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 5.</div> + +<p>Lots of rain. Napier spliced this morning. +Tiffin at Balestiers’ to meet the happy pair. Good +fellow Napier, and a pair well matched.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 9.</div> + +<p>Up very early. On board <span class='ships'>Diana</span> steamer with +Governor and Mrs. Butterworth. Lady party; +<span class='ships'>Dido’s</span> band. Returned by Rhio Straits. Dance on +board. Pleasant day.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 10.</div> + +<p>Called on the Blundells. Like her and her sister +much. Dined with Stevenson.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 11.</div> + +<p>A snug little dinner of ten good fellows prior to +a dance given by Tom Church in honour of the +<span class='ships'>Dido’s</span> Captain. Band got drunk.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 14.</div> + +<p>My <span class='ships'>Dido</span> visited by Governor and Mrs. Butterworth, +Mrs. Blundell, and sister—the three nicest +women in Singapore. A grand parting dinner given +to me by the inhabitants of Singapore. Nervous, +very, making my speech.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 15.</div> + +<p>Old Balestier, American Consul, on board; salutes, +etc., Governor, giving a grand dinner to “meet +Captain Keppel”; ladies there; more nervous in +returning thanks.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 16.</div> + +<p>Weighed from Singapore. Fort saluting me. +Invalids improving.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 19.</div> + +<p>Passed mouth of the Moowar, of bygone memories. +Came to off Malacca at sunset.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 20.</div> + +<p>Called on Governor; both nice people. Visited +Salmona and stopped to dinner; drove in with +Morrison afterwards.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 22.</div> + +<p>Young Barney Rodyk embarked; sadly pressed +for room; made sail. <span class='ships'>Wolverine</span> in co.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 23.</div> + +<p>Well ahead of <span class='ships'>Wolverine</span>. Came to off Parcelar +Hill; boarded by a boat from a ship full of +pilgrims from Mecca, having struck on a bank with + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_25">[25]</span> +loss of rudder and hard up for water. Sent <span class='ships'>Wolverine</span> +to her assistance.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 26.</div> + +<p>No use fretting about the wind. Hardly consider +myself as homeward bound until round Acheen +Head.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 28.</div> + +<p>Decided, against Master, on southern passage, and +anchored off Penang at sunset. Went to Captain’s +house, the most comfortable quarters in India. +Issued invitations: “Captain Keppel and officers +request the pleasure of everybody’s company to-morrow +evening.” Dined with Sir William and +Lady Norris. Mrs. Hall at home.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 30.</div> + +<p>Visited various hospitals with Cantor—one of +lunatics of all sorts. Got “Chopsticks” from school. +Dined with old Lewis. Capital ball and supper given +by “Didos.” Kept up till daylight did appear.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 31.</div> + +<p>Weighed before turning in; very seedy, though. +Fort saluted me with 13 guns. Really off for home.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 1.</div> + +<p>Lots of talk about the ball; everybody pleased.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 5.</div> + +<p>One of the invalids from <span class='ships'>Driver</span> died—a young +man; the effects of Hong Kong climate. Committed +his remains to the deep. Sensible to the last that he +was going, but did not seem to trouble himself as to +the road; a good man, too, in his way.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 22.</div> + +<p>Anniversary of the birthday of Princess Royal. +Run of 251 miles in last twenty-four hours.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Simon’s Bay, +Dec. 4.</div> + +<p>My cabin-meeting of the fine arts. Inglefield +doing me pictures of my <span class='ships'>Dido</span>. Ran into Simon’s +Bay with a leading wind, saluting the flag of my +kind friend Sir Jos. Percy, of Mediterranean memory, +whose flag was now flying on board <span class='ships'>Winchester</span>—Captain +Charles Eden. Found George Woodhouse +here in the <span class='ships'>Thunderbolt</span>, 6, a steam vessel. +In fact, I felt myself already at home—scarcely a +stone on shore that did not convey some pleasant + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_26">[26]</span> +reminiscence of happy days. In every house a +home. While refitting I had scarcely time to call +on half my kind friends. Among those I undertook +to entertain at my table, in addition to my two +passengers, was Edward Drummond, a nephew of +the Admiral, and about to enter the Church. +[Years afterwards I was his guest at Cadland, +Southampton, and he the head of the great Drummond +Bank at Charing Cross.] My other guest, a +quiet, retiring Swede, who had served his term in our +service, by name Adleborg, a clever artist as well as +a good fellow.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 16.</div> + +<p>Luncheon with Lady Sarah Maitland—like the +Lennoxes, nice family. At Wynberg; a very agreeable +dinner and evening. Kerr Hamilton there.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 18.</div> + +<p>Ship ready. Stopped to luncheon with Admiral +at one. Went over <span class='ships'>Winchester</span>: nice order and +beautifully clean. My <span class='ships'>Dido</span> under way, Charles +Eden putting me on board. Outside, a freshening +breeze from the south-east, but we had to weather +the Cape. Topgallant sails over double-reefed topsails; +a strong set against us. It was not until close +to the Anvil and Bellows that we felt the full +strength of the current. The Master and self had +taken our position on the forecastle, each holding on +to the up-and-down part of the fore-topsail sheets, +spray breaking over us. We now became aware of +what we had undertaken. On looking under the foot +of the fore-sail, the Cape and South Africa appeared +to be rushing at us: it was too late either to bear +up or attempt to tack. Held on, I am afraid, with +eyes closed. The Master was the first to call out, +“Wave weathered”; the offset from the rocky +Cape alone saved us: we appeared to be rushing +up the west side of the African coast. On the + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_27">[27]</span> +weather-quarter the Cape appeared close to, but +towering far above our mast-heads. By degrees, but +slowly, we drew off the west coast. I do not +believe that any other ship could, under the circumstances, +have been saved.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 20.</div> + +<p>Adleborg a first-rate artist, clever at allegorical +sketches of <span class='ships'>Dido</span>, which I value; very clever and +witty they are.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 27.</div> + +<p>2 <span class="allsmcap">A.M.</span>—Anchored at St. Helena. Visited old +Solomon and his shop; also Colonel and Mrs. +Trelawney. Weighed at 1.30 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span> According to +notice, made sail 3 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span> Found <span class='ships'>Larne</span> and <span class='ships'>Rapid</span>.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>1845. +Jan. 13.</div> + +<p>Sails splitting and ropes giving way; foolish +economy, ships not being better supplied.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 27.</div> + +<p>Breeze freshening up; thermometer falling; +bitter cold, hazy weather. Hauled in; made the +land to the eastward of Bill of Portland; bore up +for the Needles: arrived at Spithead. Reported +myself to my old friend Hyde Parker, Admiral +Superintendent of the Dockyard, Commander-in-Chief +Sir Charles Rowley being on leave. It was blowing +fresh from the S.E., but having an experienced pilot, +gave the Master leave to stay on shore the night, +and sent my gig on board.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 27.</div> + +<p>Admiral Parker said I had better call in the afternoon, +as he had telegraphed to the Admiralty. I +then visited my old friend Casher, the wine merchant, +and inquired if he knew anything of the whereabouts +of my wife, as he had always forwarded parcels between +us. He informed me that she had come +home from Boulogne: only two days ago he had +sent parcels to my place at Droxford, where she had +joined her father, who, with his family, had taken +possession.</p> + +<p>The days were short, and it was dark before I got + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_28">[28]</span> +back to the Admiral; he informed me that <span class='ships'>Dido</span> was +ordered to Sheerness. I ventured to state that I +had ordered my gig on board. He said: “I have +anticipated that; you will find the <span class='ships'>Fanny</span> tender +fast to a buoy at the harbour, with orders to take +you off.”</p> + +<p>Now this <em>was</em> a go; I had been more than four +years absent: my wife within thirteen miles.</p> + +<p>I went to Casher’s and inquired if he had a man +acquainted with Gosport, or any one who could find a +Mr. Allen, Master of the <span class='ships'>Dido</span>, and bring him to +me. I waited a good while, in cocked hat, sword, and +epaulettes, before the poor Master appeared in pea-jacket +and oilskin, etc. I soon explained the state of +affairs.</p> + +<p>He was just about my size. It ended by my saying +that he must change clothes with me. The <span class='ships'>Fanny</span> +was waiting at the buoy. He would personate me, +find orders on board, and obey them. Allen muttered +something about losing my commission. We went +off in a wherry. On his getting on board he received +his orders, opened and read them. I touched my hat, +and said “Goodbye, Sir,” and told the waterman to +land me at Gosport. Reached Droxford in time for +dinner! Brother-in-law soon rigged me in proper +costume.</p> + +<p>Following morning took wife and self off in a +yellow post-chaise, but my danger of being found +out was not over. The Captain Superintendent, +W. H. Shireff, was an old friend of mine; fond of +driving a team of horses, and we used to think he +managed it in a seamanlike way.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sheerness, +Jan. 28.</div> + +<p>When we arrived at the dockyard gates it was +luckily quite dark. Drove to the Superintendent’s +house and took him at once into my confidence.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_29">[29]</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'> +Jan. 29.</div> + +<p>No news of <span class='ships'>Dido</span>! Shireff gave us a steamer to +Sheerness. Took a fly to the pilot, where we had +lodged while fitting out.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 31.</div> + +<p>It was the third night before <span class='ships'>Dido</span> arrived, when, +in the early morning, the good pilot Taylor took me +off and I returned the Master his hat and pea-jacket. +Soon after 8 <span class="allsmcap">A.M.</span> reported arrival of <span class='ships'>Dido</span> to Vice-Admiral +Sir John Chambers, K.C.B.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 3.</div> + +<p>My <span class='ships'>Dido</span> inspected for last time by Admiral Sir +John White. Very cold and rainy weather. Men +showed themselves well to the last. My brother +Tom came down.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 4.</div> + +<p>Getting on with the dismantling. Went on +board with Tom and wife. Bitter cold weather. +Tom stopping with us—affectionate, good fellow.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 6.</div> + +<p>Preparations for paying progressing. Dirty and +bitter cold weather continuing. Custom House +people troublesome. Smuggling progressing. Paying +off days much alike!</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 12.</div> + +<p>My reign in <span class='ships'>Dido</span> finished this morning. Paid +off, men receiving about £4000. Glad as I am to +get back, I do not leave my ship without feelings of +regret.</p> + + + + +<hr class='chap x-ebookmaker-drop'> + +<div class='chapter'> +<p><span class='pagenum' id='Page_30'>[30]</span></p> +<h2 class='nobreak' id='CHAPTER_XXXV'>CHAPTER XXXV</h2> +</div> + +<p class='chap-title'><span class="smcap"><span class='ships'>England</span></span></p> + + +<div class='sidenote'>1845. +Feb. 12.</div> + +<p><span class='ships'>Dido</span> paid off. Arrived with wife in London to +enjoy half-pay! My father living in Berkeley Square, +we knew where to find a dinner.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 18.</div> + +<p>Summoned to Admiralty. Gracious reception by +Lord Haddington.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 22.</div> + +<p>News from Brooke. Labuan ceded to the British +Government. Brooke had entrusted me with his +private diary, and a <i lang='fr'>carte-blanche</i> to use my discretion +about publishing—a more responsible charge +than I was then aware of. I had a friend, Jerdan, +editor of the <cite>Court Journal</cite>. After consultations +it was decided to publish, under the title of +“Expedition to Borneo of H.M.S. <span class='ships'>Dido</span>.”</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 23.</div> + +<p>At my brother-in-law, Stephenson’s, in Arlington +Street, always had a bed.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Woolwich, +Feb. 23.</div> + +<p>To Woolwich to see Commodore Sir Francis +Collier, in charge of the dockyard, his broad pennant +flying on the <span class='ships'>William and Mary</span> yacht. +Visited also George Goldsmith, now married, living +there.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 3.</div> + +<p>Went to Portsmouth on a visit to my late Chief, +Admiral Hyde Parker and his charming family. +Remained a week.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 12.</div> + +<p>Attended levee with Granville Loch. Presented + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_31">[31]</span> +by Sir William Parker on return from China. Her +Majesty said something nice to me, which, in my +nervousness, I was sorry not to have heard.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 13.</div> + +<p>My Mids, D’Aeth and Jenkins, passed first and +second out of the lot at Portsmouth. My father +gave me the copy of a correspondence between Lord +Haddington and himself about my being the only +Captain not recommended for the C.B. Lord Haddington +wrote: “Captain Keppel’s ship had not been +under fire in action.” Father stated that <span class='ships'>Dido</span> was +not the only ship. Lord Haddington replied: “It +is evident you allude to the <span class='ships'>Endymion</span>, Captain Grey, +whose name had been mentioned to General Sir Hugh +Gough by Brigadier-General Schoedde.” Father could +not help thinking it was a hard case, which Lord +Haddington admitted, and promised that my name +should be down for the first vacancy. I mention +this here, as the subject was alluded to years afterwards. +Sir Grey Skipwith, recollecting my weakness, +offered me a mount with the Warwickshire Hounds, +and before leaving town I dined with that distinguished +soldier, Sir William Keir Grant.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 26.</div> + +<p>Quickly found my way to Newbold Hall. Sir +Grey and his large family charming as ever.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 27.</div> + +<p>Started from stables, the usual dozen red coats. +Meet at Shuckborough, found at Cranborough. Got +away with the first flight. Not recollecting the +country, found myself with about a score charging +the river Leam. Reached opposite bank, which was +rotten. Fell back and found the bottom. I believe +only two got out safe. My new pink came out +black.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 28.</div> + +<p>Back to London to dine with Sir Thomas Trowbridge.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 30.</div> + +<p>To Greenwich by rail, to dine in hospital with that + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_32">[32]</span> +grand old Admiral, Sir Robert Stopford, his happy +lady and family looking so well.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>April 11.</div> + +<p>Templer and I enjoyed an excellent dinner Jerdan +gave us at the Garrick Club.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>April 24.</div> + +<p>Mr. Edward Ellice kindly lent us his house, 18 +Arlington Street. Admiral and Mrs. Sam Rowley +dined with us on their way through London, she +informing me I was left in his will, heir and executor.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 2.</div> + +<p>We attended the Queen’s Drawing-Room.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 18.</div> + +<p>Lunched with the Hawleys, who had established +themselves in Halkin Street. He had a charming +yacht, the <span class='ships'>Mischief</span>, with a woman for figurehead, +which his wife disapproved of. An image of a +monkey was executed to replace the lady; but there +was so much trouble and legal expense in changing +a figurehead, that the monkey was transferred to a +box seat over my coach-house door. As I had no +carriage the groom was not jealous.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 19.</div> + +<p>Archie MacDonald dined with us prior to the +Queen’s Ball. On that occasion, although an old +Fusilier Guardsman, he hid himself behind a screen +till the ceremony was over.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Droxford, +May 22.</div> + +<p>Glad to take possession of our snug little place at +Droxford. A four-horse coach running between +Gosport and London passed our door twice daily: +a great convenience. William Garnier’s place, +Rooksbury Park, was within two miles of us.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 3.</div> + +<p>In London met Sir Henry Pottinger: had a walk +and a talk about China times.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Droxford, +July 9.</div> + +<p>Arthur Cunynghame, our China friend, came to +stay with us. Also Fred Horton.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 15.</div> + +<p>Met George Delmé at the station. With niece to +see departure of the fleet from Spithead. Too late +to get out, so took a cruise in the Freemart Fair.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 28.</div> + +<p>At Cams. In Delmé’s drag to Goodwood Races. + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_33">[33]</span> +Delmé Radcliffe, Onslow, the two Foleys, etc. My +father being of the Goodwood party, wife and I +were invited into the Duke’s end of the grand stand. +Unaccustomed to racing society, my wife was a trifle +nervous. However, observing my father in deep +conversation with a light weight in a blue coat with +brass buttons, yellow, leathers and mahogany tops, +she inquired of Lady Albemarle if that was His +Lordship’s jockey. To which this amiable lady +replied in a loud voice: “No, my dear. That is +the Duke of Bedford.”</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 29.</div> + +<p>In Delmé’s drag. Ten outside!</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 30.</div> + +<p>The great Cup Day. Twenty-one horses started.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 1.</div> + +<p>Concluded a splendid week’s racing.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 6.</div> + +<p>We left London for Quidenham. Glad to be +where I had passed my youth. The dear old father, +no longer able to shoot, had taken to breeding bloodstock. +The park near the river was cut into paddocks, +where I saw some promising youngsters for the +Derby. I was not sorry when Lady Albemarle inquired +of my wife how long we were going to stay. +We had some dear old friends in the neighbourhood: +Partridges, Surtees, Eyres, and others. Went to +Hockham on the 22nd.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 29.</div> + +<p>A day in London on business. By rail to Chesterford, +and chaise to my friend Alexander Cotton: +the same who, as a lieutenant, was capsized with me +at the mouth of Portsmouth Harbour in October +1830, he having now succeeded to the Hildersham +property. Cotton’s house very comfortable; his +claret uncommon good.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 1.</div> + +<p>Rode after breakfast to Newmarket. In my +father’s stables saw “Emperor,” “Smuggler Bill,” +“Little Dorrit,” “Sir Rupert.”</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 2.</div> + +<p>Cotton and self to Newmarket.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_34">[34]</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 3.</div> + +<p>Left Cotton to visit the Partridges at Hockham. +Met at Harling Road by my old shipmate George +Partridge.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 4.</div> + +<p>Out shooting. I killed eleven partridges and one +pheasant.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 6.</div> + +<p>Champion Partridge came over. With the exception +of a couple of days with George Birche’s Harriers +had a capital week’s shooting.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 12.</div> + +<p>Walked over to Larling Parsonage, where I found +my old friend Colonel Eyre, 98th, with his brother +Edward the clergyman.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 16.</div> + +<p>George Wodehouse, Charles Partridge, and I rode +over to Quidenham to see the brood-mares and +young stock. Left Hockham for London. I was +now in possession of a couple of hunters. Intending +to enjoy myself, sent them on to Newbold, having +business in London.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 26.</div> + +<p>From London by rail, in company with Joseph +Hawley, George Payne, Shelley, Greville, and other +turf men to Chesterford. They to Newmarket. I +to friend Cotton.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Hildersham, +Oct. 27.</div> + +<p>To Newmarket. Racing particularly good. Cambridgeshire +stakes won by “Alum.” Twenty-eight +started, beating “Baron,” the winner of St. Leger, +and Cæsarwitch, etc.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 30.</div> + +<p>This morning’s racing good. Backed my father’s +colt “Radulphus” in the Glasgow, and lost my money.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Newbold, +Nov. 7.</div> + +<p>Went with Harry Skipwith to Warwickshire +Hunt; meet at Stonleigh Park, a beautiful place. +Next day to see the Athelstane; meet at the +Cross. Some pretty fencing from cover to cover +and plenty of foxes.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 10.</div> + +<p>Sent horses to Leighton Buzzard. A hearty +welcome by Delmé Radcliffe at Hitchin Priory. +The Eliot Yorkes staying there.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_35">[35]</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 12.</div> + +<p>Having sent horses on with Delmé Radcliffe, to +Brand’s hounds, Delmé having been Master of +Hounds was proud to mount “Heki,” and delighted +with him, as I was with my “Tom.” The run +good for this country. We went and returned in a +yellow post-chaise.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Hitchin +Priory, +Nov. 15.</div> + +<p>Mounted by Radcliffe. Went with the Harriers +on his “Touch-and-Go”; supposed to be the best +pack of the sort in England. Good for pastime, +but it does not do after fox-hunting.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 17.</div> + +<p>With Brand’s hounds: rode “Heki,” nothing +particular by way of a run. Pleased with my horse +though.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 20.</div> + +<p>Harriers met at the Priory. Pretty and fast +thing. Radcliffe hunting them.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 21.</div> + +<p>With Brand’s hounds. Rode “Tom.” Found at +Boxwood. Good run of 52 minutes. Was to the +front the whole time. Radcliffe got the brush for +my wife in commemoration of “Tom’s” performances. +Killed at Yardley.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 22.</div> + +<p>A right good run on “Heki” with the Harriers.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 25.</div> + +<p>In afternoon rode “Tom” with the Harriers and +had an excellent run of 50 minutes, the hare running +better than many foxes.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 26.</div> + +<p>Sent “Heki” on to meet the Cambridgeshire at +Shear Hutch. Sharp run over heavy country. I got +the brush.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 27.</div> + +<p>No meet. Rode to see the Charles Radcliffes at +Halwell.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 28.</div> + +<p>With Radcliffe to meet the Puckeridge at Bedlington: +a sharp thing. Got a cropper, but was in +time to get the brush.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Gilston +Park, +Dec. 1.</div> + +<p>By rail to Burnt Mill, where I met Henry Seymour +and Brice Pearse, who took us to Gilston Park, a +nice old place he had hired for farming purposes.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_36">[36]</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 2.</div> + +<p>Seymour and myself to meet the Puckeridge +Hounds at Pelham. Rode “Heki”: a good gallop, +leaving off fourteen miles from home.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 3.</div> + +<p>With Brice Pearse to a city stable. Ostler +brought out an Irish chestnut mare just under fifteen +hands. On my inquiring if she could jump, a six-barred +gate was placed across the paved passage road +leading to the stables, which she jumped without +trouble or hesitation. I paid £23 for her, and +named her “Ticket” because she cleared the gates. +She could not walk, but persevered in a jog trot to +the end of the longest day. End of season, sold +her for £70 to the Pytchley Hunt for a whip’s horse.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 5.</div> + +<p>An idle day; mostly passed in the stable. Rode +Pearse’s pony to Harlow with Henry Seymour.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 6.</div> + +<p>Henry Seymour and I posted twenty-two miles +to meet of Puckeridge Hounds. Had sent “Heki” +on; a good run well worth the distance.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 8.</div> + +<p>By early train to London and on from Euston +Square to Catton Hall. Fred Horton met us at the +station.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Catton +Hall, +Dec. 9.</div> + +<p>Catton, a nice old place. Pretty grounds—good +stabling. Drove with Fred Horton in a +dogcart. Granville Loch arrived.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 10.</div> + +<p>Four guns. Bromley, Horton, Loch, and self to +shoot. Pretty shooting: 42 head returned. I +bagged 2 rabbits, 5 pheasants, and 11 hares. Fred +Horton shot, as he thought, a hare creeping in a +hedge, which proved to be a fox. Gave one of the +beaters half a sovereign to bury it!</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 11.</div> + +<p>Stormy morning. Rode “Ticket” to meet of +Meynall Ingram’s hounds at Gorsley Ley. Found +immediately; was fortunate in getting well away. +Pretty run for some twelve miles in an enclosed +country. Long ride home.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_37">[37]</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Catton +Hall, +Dec. 12.</div> + +<p>The Donnington Hounds met near Derby; rode +over to Osmaston to dine and sleep.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 13.</div> + +<p>Sat with Lady Wilmot. My China boy “Chopsticks” +much grown and very spoiled.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 14.</div> + +<p>After breakfast rode back to Catton by Twyford +Ferry: best road for riding.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 15.</div> + +<p>Ingram Meynall’s hounds meeting at Drakelow. +Mr. and Lady Sophia De Veux. Rode “Ticket”: +bad scenting day, and huntsmen no great things. +Ergo no run; though a find at Drakelow.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 17.</div> + +<p>Rode “Heki” with the Atherstone. Meet at +Warton; much pleasanter having a companion to +ride to covert with. Two good runs; though a +rainy afternoon.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Catton, +Dec. 18.</div> + +<p>General A’Court to dinner with a handsome +daughter.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Newbold, +Dec. 20.</div> + +<p>Took leave of Lady and Miss Horton. I rode +“Heki”; groom on “Ticket” to Osmaston. Fred +Horton took care of wife by rail. Lord John Russell +unable to form a ministry.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 25.</div> + +<p>Christmas Day. My first in England for some +time.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 27.</div> + +<p>The Donnington Hounds met at Cork Park. A +beautiful place belonging to Sir John Crewe. “Ticket” +fell at a fence and gave me a cropper.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 31.</div> + +<p>Wife to Newbold Vicarage. I on to London, +<i lang='fr'>en route</i> for Hockham.</p> + + + + +<hr class='chap x-ebookmaker-drop'> + +<div class='chapter'> +<p><span class='pagenum' id='Page_38'>[38]</span></p> +<h2 class='nobreak' id='CHAPTER_XXXVI'>CHAPTER XXXVI</h2> +</div> + +<p class='chap-title'><span class="smcap">Shore Time—Study Steam</span></p> + + +<div class='sidenote'>1846. +Jan. 1.</div> + +<p>At Hockham shooting.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 7.</div> + +<p>By rail to Rugby and on to Newbold.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 10.</div> + +<p>Mounted Grey Skipwith. Hunt with the Atherstone +at Coombe Abbey. A goodish run. “Heki” +a trifle lame.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 12.</div> + +<p>Departure of Skipwiths in various directions, +preparatory to the Warwickshire Hunt Ball.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 17.</div> + +<p>Grey, Sidmouth, and I to meet the Pytchley at +Crick. Certainly the finest run I had witnessed; +George Payne giving me the brush.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 22.</div> + +<p>Went shares in a pair of posters with Grey Skipwith +to meet the Warwickshire at Shuckborough. +“Ticket” sent on from Newbold. Found, and fell +at a brook.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 27.</div> + +<p>At Admiralty. Saw Lord Haddington. By +steam to Woolwich. Only time to look at <span class='ships'>Terrible</span> +of large dimensions. Dined with Frank Collier.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 28.</div> + +<p>Breakfast with Tufnell and Fred Horton. +Attended dinner given by Naval Club to Lord +Haddington on leaving Admiralty.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 29.</div> + +<p>Up early for Rugby, where I had “Ticket” and +hunting things sent. With the Warwickshire Hounds. +Meet at Dunchurch. Capital run. Returned to +Newbold.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_39">[39]</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 31.</div> + +<p>Rode “Heki” with Grey Skipwith to Leamington. +Took his mare and £30 in exchange for “Ticket.”</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Leamington, +Feb. 2.</div> + +<p>“Heki” falling lame, left him at Leamington and +returned by rail to Rugby.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 3.</div> + +<p>Took leave of Newbold. Established ourselves +in lodgings at Leamington, for wife to be near +Doctor Jephson. Horses at Stanley’s. “Heki” still +lame.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 4.</div> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 7.</div> + +<p>Grey Skipwith came to dine and sleep. Letter +from Mrs. Rowley announcing death of grand old +Admiral Sir Josias, and enclosing a copy of his will, +in which, should he survive his wife, after legacies, +he had left everything to me—a kindness I had no +right to expect.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 10.</div> + +<p>Leamington full of lame hunters. By train to +London.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>London, +Feb. 11.</div> + +<p>Horton appointed to command of <span class='ships'>Cygnet</span>, 6 gun +brig, on coast of Africa. Attended levee of First +Lord.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 12.</div> + +<p>Great naval dinner at Thatched House Club. +Prince George of Cambridge there.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 13.</div> + +<p>Eleven train to Leamington. Wife better.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Leamington, +Feb. 18.</div> + +<p>Rode with Grey Skipwith to see the Steeplechase +at Southam. An amusing scene, but Leamington is +not the most amusing place for a man who cannot +keep horses.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 21.</div> + +<p>Sold “Heki” for £15. Once refused 100 guineas!!</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 28.</div> + +<p>Dined with First Lord of the Admiralty.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 1.</div> + +<p>By steamboat to see Frank Collier at Woolwich. +He, Nic Lockyer, and I went over the <span class='ships'>Terrible</span>, an +enormous vessel, 1847 tons, 800 horse-power.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>London, +Mar. 4.</div> + +<p>News from the Enlightened States. More warlike +than ever. Lost no time in tendering services +to Lord Ellenborough.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 5.</div> + +<p>Met Sir Charles Fitzroy, with boys, Augustus + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_40">[40]</span> +and George, grown into men: little Mary into a +tall handsome mother of three children.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 10.</div> + +<p>At Leamington. Dined at Lady Farnham’s: +grub good, but seven ladies!! Saunders and self +only gentlemen.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 11.</div> + +<p>To Coventry races. Racing good as far as horses +being well matched. Rough attendance.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Leamington, +Mar. 18.</div> + +<p>Sported phaeton and pair of horses for the three +days’ racing.</p> + +<p>Delmé Radcliffe, Gore, and two Skipwiths to dine +with us.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 19.</div> + +<p>Steeplechase Day. Leamington full of ’legs and +all sorts of rogues. Party of six to dine. “Grand, +for us!” First-rate steeplechase.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 21.</div> + +<p>Acted as chaperon to Amelia Williams; she +riding Wood’s horse. Warwickshire meet at Stonleigh, +afterwards steeplechase at Southam.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 22.</div> + +<p>Bury came to us from London to go to the second +ball: he dancing mad.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Leamington, +Mar. 23.</div> + +<p>A good steeplechase at Warwick—country heavy—“Pioneer” +winning—a splendid horse.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 24.</div> + +<p>Mounted J. Wood to see the meet at Ladbrook.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 25.</div> + +<p>Dining with Stephenson, Fox Maule, Lord Ebrington, +Maria, and brother Edward.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>London, +Mar. 27.</div> + +<p>Dined with the Duchess of Inverness; large +party.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 28.</div> + +<p>Talk with Lord Francis Egerton about Brooke +and Borneo. <span class='ships'>Constance</span> frigate offered to Walker, +who appears undecided. Dined with the Hawleys—family +party. That beast “Chow” dying.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 29.</div> + +<p>Went to Woolwich to look for lodgings for my +studying steam. By Frank Collier’s advice closed +with a Captain Dwyer—not much; however, the best.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>London, +Mar. 30.</div> + +<p>Took leave of Fred Horton at the club, lucky +that he has not more than a year to run in <span class='ships'>Cygnet</span> + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_41">[41]</span> +on the coast. Dined with Ralph Brandling; Adelphi +afterwards.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 31.</div> + +<p>By express to Portsmouth. Dined with the Hyde +Parkers in Dockyard; Admiral in great form.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Leamington, +April 19.</div> + +<p>Dined with the Gores, who have been very kind +to us. Fare-thee-well Leamington. With horses +and money I should find you more agreeable.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>April 23.</div> + +<p>Took departure for London. Letter from Brooke, +and news from Borneo not pleasing to Wise. Government +slow in acting for him. To Droxford by 3 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span> +train.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 1.</div> + +<p>Took our departure from our snug little Droxford. +In London by 2 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span> Got Mrs. Rowley her +pension at Admiralty. To Woolwich by steamer. +Took up quarters in Captain Dwyer’s house. Wife +not taken with our new abode.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 3.</div> + +<p>To church in a sail-loft in the Dockyard. Went +to Greenwich in the afternoon: looked at houses.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 5.</div> + +<p>To Greenwich. Decided on No. 17 Croom’s +Hill at £150 per annum; nice situation, looking into +the Park.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 6.</div> + +<p>Letter from Commander Dwyer refusing to let +me off under three months’ rent! Unlucky dog +that I am, £36 thrown away. So much for having +to deal with a gentleman.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 8.</div> + +<p>To see the Horse Artillery exercise. Edward +Coke and Sir E. Poore to call; they going to West +Indies in June for amusement.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 9.</div> + +<p>To London. Saw my father; well in health; +going to Newmarket.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 12.</div> + +<p>Receiving a letter from Sir William Symonds, +asking if he might nominate me to command his +<span class='ships'>Spartan</span>, started for Somerset House, and found +from Edge that I was wanted, as in case of <span class='ships'>Constance</span>, +as a second string to his bow.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_42">[42]</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 15.</div> + +<p>Attended the meeting of the Committee for +the Foundation of a Church Mission-House and +School in Borneo. Some large subscriptions received.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 21.</div> + +<p>Again over to Greenwich; hard bargain with +Mrs. Kemp. Georgie Crosbie and early dinner.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 23.</div> + +<p>Took my first lesson in steam at Woolwich.</p> + +<p>Hearing that a foreigner was inquiring after me, +avoided him; it turned out afterwards to be an old +Spanish friend, General Mazzerado of Barcelona, +who stopped to dinner.</p> + +<p>By Templer heard of a most diabolical massacre +committed in Borneo Proper.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 25.</div> + +<p>Commencing steam study in earnest.</p> + +<p>A Princess born. (Princess Helena.)</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 26.</div> + +<p>Breakfast at half-past eight. Start at nine to be +in Dockyard by ten. Pleasant enough while the +weather is fine. Dined at Greenwich Hospital with +Sir Robert Stopford to celebrate Her Majesty’s +birthday. Pleasant party.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 27.</div> + +<p>Derby Day, and I not there. Won by Mr. Gully’s +“Phyrrus.”</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 28.</div> + +<p>The sad news of the massacre of Rajah Muda +Hassim and family, and his gallant brother, Budrudeen.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 2.</div> + +<p>Greenwich Fair. Joined George King and his +party in a small Whitebait dinner at the “Crown and +Sceptre.” Paraded the Fair afterwards.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 11.</div> + +<p>Dined with Sir James Gordon, Lieutenant-Governor +of Greenwich Hospital. Though he lost a leg in +Hostes’ <span class='ships'>Lissa</span> frigate action, Gordon frequently walks +from London.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>London, +June 13.</div> + +<p>Attended the wedding of Amelia Williams and +Mark Wood—also to <i lang='fr'>déjeûner</i> given by the Bulkeleys. +Lovely day; pretty wedding; good breakfast; everything +right.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_43">[43]</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 14.</div> + +<p>Early dinner with the Hawleys. Tattersalls and +Park afterwards.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 15.</div> + +<p>To Woolwich Dockyard, Dined with Colonel +Parker to meet kind friend, his brother, the +Admiral.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 16.</div> + +<p>Dined with Commander and Mrs. Dalyell in the +Hospital. He was for nine years a prisoner of war at +Verdun; released when Napoleon I. went to Elba. +Anyone interested in the record of a sailor’s life +during the end of the last century and early part of +this should read that of my old friend, who was now +a pensioner, with apartments in Greenwich Hospital.<a id="FNanchor_1" href="#Footnote_1" class="fnanchor">[1]</a></p> + +<p>The Dalyells are kind people and have exceedingly +good taste.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 17.</div> + +<p>To Woolwich by steam, meeting on board <i>Lord +Selkirk</i>, Captain Ross, and Ranelagh. Went to +Arsenal. Georgie and Jack Crosbie and Grey +Skipwith to dine.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 18.</div> + +<p>An impertinent letter from Wise: answered him.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 19.</div> + +<p>To Woolwich by steam.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 21.</div> + +<p>Called on Sir James Gordon and on Sir Watkin +Pell.</p> + +<p>Sir Watkin Pell—a wooden leg, and a wonderful +clever pony on which he used to ride on a three-plank +bridge when visiting ships fitting out in dock.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 24.</div> + +<p>Dined at the Stopfords.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 25.</div> + +<p>Dined in London with my father; returning afterwards +to Greenwich.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 27.</div> + +<p>We went to see the muster of Greenwich schoolboys. +Interesting sight. 800 of them dining in +same room. Ministers about to resign.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 30.</div> + +<p>Represented Brooke at the christening of Templer’s +boy, named James Lethbridge Brooke.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_44">[44]</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July. 13.</div> + +<p>Business at Admiralty. Saw Lord Auckland about +Borneo.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July. 16.</div> + +<p>Concocted a letter for Lord Auckland, recommending +possession of Labuan.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 17.</div> + +<p>Capital dinner with Sir Watkin Pell. To the +Artillery ball at Woolwich. Nothing could be better +done.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July. 21.</div> + +<p>Dined with Sir Robert Stopford. Greenwich ball +in the evening; very good.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July. 24.</div> + +<p>To London with Jack Templer to see Lord +Auckland concerning Brooke.</p> + +<p>Very mysterious. Government evidently doing +something. Afraid, I think, of Mr. Hume.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July. 29.</div> + +<p>To steam studies. Met Board of Admiralty in +the Dockyard. Received intimation that my services +would be again required in Borneo.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July. 30.</div> + +<p>Skipwith and ourselves to dine with the +Newdigates, who have pretty place at Blackheath.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 3.</div> + +<p>After studies visited famous mulberry tree in +Collier’s garden.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 5.</div> + +<p>Students in steam met at Blackwall to examine the +machinery of the <span class='ships'>Sir Henry Pottinger</span>, a merchant +steamer.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 20.</div> + +<p>Accompanied Captain Stewart in the Trinity yacht +to meet the Admiralty Board at Gravesend to inspect +several plans for lights to be carried by steamers at +sea to prevent collision.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 25.</div> + +<p>Invited Roberts to dinner, to meet Edward Rice, +who did not arrive until late.</p> + +<p>Rice to join <span class='ships'>Amphion</span> should I get her!</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 27.</div> + +<p>At Admiralty to stop Comber being sent off to +sea. Partly succeeded. Came back to dine with Sir +Watkin Pell.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 2.</div> + +<p>Woolwich, preparatory to being examined by + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_45">[45]</span> +Lloyd. Passed an hour in the Superintendent’s +mulberry tree!</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 7.</div> + +<p>By Gravesend steamer to Purfleet, where Sir +Thomas Lennard sent his carriage to take us to +Belhus for three days; brother Tom having married +his daughter. Large party; hearty welcome. This +is a nice old-fashioned place. Our room the one +in which Queen Elizabeth slept.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 9.</div> + +<p>After luncheon we were taken a drive with the +team round the country. Went to Mr. Tower’s +place: he has some fine old pictures.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 10.</div> + +<p>Took leave; pony carriage taking us to Gray’s +Pier. Embarked for Blackwall loaded with game +and fruit.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 17.</div> + +<p>I dined with the Artillery mess at Woolwich.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 23.</div> + +<p>To London to attend Borneo Church Mission. +Capture of Brunei. Saw Mundy’s letter to Baillie +Hamilton at the Admiralty relative to the affairs there.</p> + +<p>On return found Edward Rice from Dane Court.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 25.</div> + +<p>To Admiralty to deposit with Lord Auckland my +father’s correspondence with Lord Haddington relative +to my not getting the C.B.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 28.</div> + +<p>We took the two charming Dalyell girls to the +Woolwich Garrison races. Very good fun: heats and +that sort of thing; gentlemen riders.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 1.</div> + +<p>Visited Sir Samuel Brown of chain-cable notoriety, +and saw several ingenious inventions.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 7.</div> + +<p>To London. Wife on a visit to the Roes at +Fulham.</p> + +<p>Among the intimate friends of the Crosbie +family were Sir Frederick and Lady Roe. His +father was a well-to-do merchant residing in the +City. My father amused me with the following:—As +Master of the House he had to attend State +occasions. On going to the City, Sir Frederick Roe + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_46">[46]</span> +was so active with his mounted police as to draw the +attention of His Majesty, who inquired who he was. +Father informed the King that it was Sir Frederick +Roe, the Head of the Police. His Majesty noticed +another officer equally active, and very like Sir +Frederick, who my father informed His Majesty was +a younger brother, likewise in the Police, who helped +his brother on these occasions, and they went by the +name of “Hard” Roe and “Soft” Roe. This amused +His Majesty so much that he wanted to know about +the father. This rather puzzled my parent, who, +having volunteered so much, did not like to plead +ignorance, but answered “They call him, Sir, Paternoster +Row!”</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 8.</div> + +<p>Ascertained at the Admiralty they had no idea of +forming a Settlement on the Bornean coast.</p> + +<p>Power of a “wise” confidential agent beginning +to tell.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 10.</div> + +<p>To Ranelagh House, Fulham, to join wife at Sir +Frederick and Lady Roe’s.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 15.</div> + +<p>Having been invited by Sir Charles and Lady +Mary Fox to dinner at Addison Road, sent to Greenwich +for clothes. Wife dining with the Dalyells.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>London, +Oct. 16.</div> + +<p>Found letter at club from Symonds, stating that +he had applied to Lord Auckland to appoint me to +<span class='ships'>Cambrian</span> for trial with Thetis.</p> + +<p>Dined with Sir Robert Stopford; a large party.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 17.</div> + +<p>To Admiralty to inquire about the <span class='ships'>Cambrian</span>; +find I am the favourite, Lord Auckland hovering +between Smith and myself for the appointment.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 21.</div> + +<p>Dined on Guard at St. James’ with Colonel +Codrington.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 22.</div> + +<p>Nothing decided about <span class='ships'>Cambrian</span>, Lord Auckland +waiting for Sir Charles Adam’s opinion. Still +hope.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_47">[47]</span></p> + +<p>Dined at the Newdigates.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 23.</div> + +<p>Reports of my appointment to <span class='ships'>Cambrian</span>; hope +they may prove true. Stephenson writing to thank +Lord Auckland.</p> + +<p>Dined with John Doyle and Lady Susan North.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 24.</div> + +<p>To see Admiral Dundas. Early proposal of +appointing me to <span class='ships'>Amphion</span>. No fancy for her, +while there is a chance of <span class='ships'>Cambrian</span>.</p> + +<p>We dined at Colonel Parker’s. On return found +letter from Dundas, a damper on hopes of <span class='ships'>Cambrian</span>.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 27.</div> + +<p>Baillie Hamilton in the Rangers’ House. Commander +Henry Eden married to Miss Rivers. Wish +to get Lieutenant Rivers as my First.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 29.</div> + +<p>Dined with Lord Auckland.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dane +Court, +Oct. 31.</div> + +<p>At Dane Court with the Rices; like Dane Court +and all its people. Everybody receiving me so kindly; +the children too, as if they had known me all their +lives.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 2.</div> + +<p>A walk with Fanny and Anne in forenoon. +Afternoon to Dover. Saw 43rd and H. Skipwith +inspected on the heights.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 4.</div> + +<p>Received twelve guineas due to members of Old +Navy Club, Bond Street. Retirement list out, of +180 Captains.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 5.</div> + +<p>Dined with my father. Shireff wanting me as +Flag-Captain.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 6.</div> + +<p>To Woolwich to see Sir Frank Collier for last +time as a Commodore.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 8.</div> + +<p>Dined in London with Stephenson. Meeting +Hastie and Sir John Hobhouse.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 9.</div> + +<p>Lord Mayor’s Day. Promotion in Army and +Navy. Dined with Admiral Dundas. Large party +at Lord Auckland’s in the evening.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 10.</div> + +<p>Club full in anxious expectation of “Gazette.” +The greatest boon that has been granted to the Navy.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_48">[48]</span></p> + +<p>Dined with General Mundy and family. Disappointed +about the promotions.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 16.</div> + +<p>Dined with Sir Robert Stopford.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 17.</div> + +<p>Farewell dinner with the Dalyells. We have been +treated at Greenwich with the greatest kindness and +hospitality.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 19.</div> + +<p>Dined at Club. A meeting of old “Magiciennes,” +Plumridge, Knox, Forbes.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 24.</div> + +<p>Called for Stephenson at the Excise: with him +to Cambridge, where, after having enjoyed much +worth seeing, dined with Henry Coke: Augustus +Stephenson and young Lord Durham of the party.</p> + +<p>We slept at the University Arms.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 27.</div> + +<p>Visited my brother George at his office, Downing +Street. Chance of my being appointed to <span class='ships'>Amphitrite</span>. +Returned with Pearse to Gilston.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 28.</div> + +<p>Brice Pearse mounting me; after several hours, +without finding, finished with a fast twenty minutes +with Conyer’s hounds. In first at the death, and +got the brush.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 30.</div> + +<p>Party to shoot. Keeper reserved best ground +until too dark—only a small bag.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Elsenham, +Dec. 3.</div> + +<p>Took leave, after luncheon, of our friends. On a +visit to the Rushs at Elsenham: a pretty place. +Much taste and considerable expense in the making.</p> + +<p>H. Byng, <i lang='fr'>alias</i> “Buckets,” with his wife to dinner.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Newbold, +Dec. 5.</div> + +<p>By early train to London. In time to leave +Euston Square for Newbold by eleven o’clock.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 12.</div> + +<p>Sharp frost. Hunters more expense than profit.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 25.</div> + +<p>Enjoyed Christmas at Newbold, sitting down +twenty all told. Sir Grey presiding. Eight sons, +five daughters, two husbands and wives and ourselves. +The younger son—a nervous boy, studying for Holy +Orders—was called on to say grace; after hesitation +got up and said: “For what we are going to receive, + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_49">[49]</span> +the Lord have mercy on us.” A more cheery +Christmas could not be.</p> + +<p>Having business in London, and hoping for +employment, left my poor invalid under care of the +celebrated Doctor Jephson, at Leamington.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 28.</div> + +<p>To my second home, the Stephensons in Arlington +Street.</p> + +<p>Dinner off Norfolk turkey, and a hot devil +by sister.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 29.</div> + +<p>At Hockham shooting, with the Partridges, +Charles, George, Paterson, and self. Shot with my +new Westley-Richards. Much pleased with it.</p> + + + + +<hr class='chap x-ebookmaker-drop'> + +<div class='chapter'> +<p><span class='pagenum' id='Page_50'>[50]</span></p> +<h2 class='nobreak' id='CHAPTER_XXXVII'>CHAPTER XXXVII</h2> +</div> + +<p class='chap-title'><span class="smcap">Shore Time</span></p> + + +<div class='sidenote'>1847. +Jan. 2.</div> + +<p>As brother Tom could not, with increasing family, +come to me, I went to his parsonage at Creake in +Norfolk, where we were joined by my other clergyman +brother Edward. Creake only a walk from +Holkham.</p> + +<p>This entailed visits to other dear friends; but as +these have not much to do with the promised sailor’s +life, must not detain readers.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 3.</div> + +<p><i>Sunday.</i>—Both brothers preached; I suppose the +elder had choice. Reserved opinion.</p> + +<p>Recollect some time ago, when brother Edward +preached at Quidenham, venturing to remark that +his sermon was rather lengthy. He replied: “It +now lies at the bottom of a heap and you won’t +hear it again for three years.”</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 5, +Holkham.</div> + +<p>Went out, fifteen guns, 1085 head.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 6.</div> + +<p>Drove back with Napier, rector at Holkham, +elder brother of Brooke’s Singapore friend.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 7, +Holkham.</div> + +<p>Shooting the end of the park in the direction of +Warham; twelve guns, 973 head.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 8.</div> + +<p>Another good day’s shooting; 1073 head.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 9.</div> + +<p>News of the safety of Edward Coke, who had +been buffalo-shooting in the United States. Never +once doubted it.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_51">[51]</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 11.</div> + +<p>Tom and I drove to cousin Fred Keppel’s at +Lexham, about eighteen miles. Hearty welcome. +No better fellows than Fred and Edward Keppel, +“the Cheeryble Brothers.”</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Lexham, +Jan. 12.</div> + +<p>Went out to enjoy the best shooting Fred had +left. Six guns: Fred Fitzroy, Derrick Hoste, Fred, +Edward, Tom, and self.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 13.</div> + +<p>Wife improving at Leamington under Jephson. +Fred Keppel and brother Tom doing magistrates’ +business at Litcham.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 14.</div> + +<p>Party breaking up. Fred Fitzroy dropping me +at friend Rev. C. D. Brereton’s.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 16.</div> + +<p>Took leave of Brereton. Drive of eleven miles +to Creake. Bitter cold. Henry Coke arrived from +Holkham.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 18.</div> + +<p>To Bobby Hammond’s, now a rich banker; +change from a mid’s berth.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 22.</div> + +<p>Fred Keppel drove me to brother Edward’s.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Quidenham +Parsonage, +Jan. 23.</div> + +<p>Looked over the Quidenham Stud paddocks. +Some old brood-mares and four yearlings. A colt, +“Borneo,” promising looking.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 25.</div> + +<p>Fred Keppel taking me back to Lexham, sent +things to Anthony Hammond’s at Westacre.</p> + +<p>Followed in afternoon. Charming place as well +as host.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 26.</div> + +<p>Anthony, Bob Hammond, Henry Coke, and +others came to dinner.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 28.</div> + +<p>Henry Coke and I took departure from Westacre, +posting to Brandon, by rail to Cambridge. Henry +having left the Navy had lodgings there: a quiet +dinner with him.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 29.</div> + +<p>To London; with Stephensons in Arlington +Street.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 6.</div> + +<p>Joined wife at Leamington.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 8.</div> + +<p>To London. Father recovering from illness.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_52">[52]</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 10.</div> + +<p>Letter from Admiralty requesting me to sit on +a Commission to report on Naval Uniforms—Chairman, +Rear-Admiral Bowles, C.B. Committee: +Rear-Admiral Sir F. Collier, C.B.; Captains A. +Fanshawe, C.B.; J. Shepherd; Hon. F. Pelham; +A. Milne; Lord Clarence Paget; and W. F. +Martin.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 19.</div> + +<p>Poor Thistlewayte quite blind.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Droxford, +Feb. 20.</div> + +<p>Rode to Collier’s new house at Wickham. +Nothing more neat, complete, and comfortable.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 25.</div> + +<p>Wife and I on a visit to Southwick. George +Delmé came to dinner.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 1.</div> + +<p>Walked from Southwick to Droxford, and afterwards +to Rookesbury. Thistlewayte sending wife +there in carriage. Good William Garnier insisted +on our all staying at Rookesbury.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Rookesbury, +Mar. 2.</div> + +<p>William Garnier mounting me, we rode to the +Dean’s at Winchester. Sister Caroline out. Called +on Walter Longs on our way back. Collier and +Campbells to dinner.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 5.</div> + +<p>On Garnier’s hack to see Hambledon Meet. +Many friends, but a bad scenting day.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Portsmouth, +Mar. 6.</div> + +<p>In break, picking up Wickham’s Admiral, +Collier, on the way. Lunched with the Hyde +Parkers. <span class='ships'>Sphynx</span> in harbour after six weeks on +rocks at back of Isle of Wight.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 8.</div> + +<p>By coach to stay with Sivewrights, Symington.</p> + +<p>Years since Edward Sivewright and I met. At +Symington, canvassed for brother George.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Droxford, +Mar. 11.</div> + +<p>Busy with accounts. How much I want money, +and have wanted, for some time. Still here we are +jogging on. One-half the world never knows how +the other half lives!</p> + +<p>Visit to Cousin Delmé’s at Cams.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Cams, +Mar. 13.</div> + +<p>Admiral Sir William Gage came to Cams.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_53">[53]</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 15.</div> + +<p>By rail to Winchester, leaving wife at the Deanery. +George Delmé and I went to see sundry blood-stock +at Dilly’s and Stockbridge. Expensive playthings! +“Venison” a fine horse.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Cams, +Mar. 16.</div> + +<p>In Delmé’s drag to meet the Hampshire Hounds +at Rockwood, Colonel Greenwood’s. Delmé sending +a hack for me. Martin Haworth master. No finer +day, though, to see hounds and horns.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 19.</div> + +<p>Delmé sending me a mount with the Hambleton. +Good gallop over the Downs. Lost near Ditcham.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Winchester, +Mar. 24.</div> + +<p><i>Fast Day</i>—Appointed to be kept by the Government +on account of the distressing famine in Ireland +and Scotland. Properly and strictly observed (to +all appearance) throughout the country.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 25.</div> + +<p>Rode pony over to Campbell Wyndham’s at +Exton. Accompanied Mrs. Wyndham to see Hants +Steeplechase. Sport bad, company good, day fine. +Good dinner and party at Wyndham’s; slept there.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 31.</div> + +<p>Rev. Mr. M‘Dougal volunteered for Borneo. +Good man.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>April 2.</div> + +<p><i>Good Friday.</i>—Salt fish and thirst!</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>April 14.</div> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 20.</div> + +<p>Letter from Harry Stephenson announcing birth +of the finest boy in creation. Saw in the papers +death of the Earl of Bessborough, Lord-Lieutenant +of Ireland—a national loss.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 22.</div> + +<p>By rail to London. Friends Crawfurd Kerrs +arrived from China.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 25.</div> + +<p>Sir Charles Napier going to apply for me as his +Flag Captain!</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 26.</div> + +<p>This day my old friend Jonas Coaker had his +little boy christened Keppel Coaker.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 27.</div> + +<p>Hawley’s mare “Miami” won the Oaks, ridden +by Sim Templeman. Dined with the First Lord of +the Admiralty, Lord Auckland. Full dress, to +commemorate Her Majesty’s birthday.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_54">[54]</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 28.</div> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 30.</div> + +<p>Mail from India. James Brooke coming home +by July mail. Dinner with Sir William Eden, +meeting Admiral Parry’s daughter and Charlie Eden. +Admiral taken ill.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Blackheath, +June 2.</div> + +<p>Took up our quarters in the Blackheath house. +Greenwich Park, and country round, looking perfection.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>London, +June 4.</div> + +<p>Dined with Lady Wilmot Horton, meeting +Bromleys, Commander Lord Byron, and others.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 5.</div> + +<p>Dined with Charlie Eden to meet Admiral Hyde +Parker.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 8.</div> + +<p>First Lord’s levée. As far off employment as +ever.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Blackheath, +June 11.</div> + +<p>Took the Dalyell ladies to see Review of Horse +Artillery. Grand Duke Constantine. Duke of +Wellington in Russian uniform. I dined with +Colonel Parker to meet his brother the Admiral.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 15.</div> + +<p>Poor Sir Robert Stopford very ill; sad loss to +Greenwich and service.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 17.</div> + +<p>Review in Hyde Park. Seen from Mr. Thistlewayte’s +house in Connaught Place.</p> + +<p>Dinner to Lord Auckland at Thatched House; +well attended. Lift back to Greenwich with Sir +Watkin Pell.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 20.</div> + +<p>By steamer, and to Wimbledon by rail to see +Ingestre and family. Lady Sarah as handsome as +ever. The little Susan a woman; twelve years since +we met. Missed train. Shake-down at Ingestre’s!</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 21.</div> + +<p>By rail with Ingestre to London. News from +China: Bogue Forts taken, Canton threatened.</p> + +<p>With brother George to dine with aged Mrs. +Clavering, wonderful, dear old lady.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 24.</div> + +<p>Called on James Brooke’s sister, Mrs. Savage—pretty, +nice person; strong resemblance to him. +Got tickets for Astley’s. It is not what it used to be.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_55">[55]</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 25.</div> + +<p>At two this morning that fine old Admiral and +dignified old gentleman, Sir Robert Stopford, departed +this life!</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 30.</div> + +<p>Bayley having lent me his yacht <span class='ships'>Nymph</span>, took +the Dalyell girls and Augustus Stephenson a sail +down the river to Gravesend and back.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 1.</div> + +<p>Dined Thatched House Club. Walpole in chair. +Jolly party.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 2.</div> + +<p>Attended in full uniform the funeral of Sir Robert +Stopford; the whole ceremony conducted in a manner +worthy of so great and good a man.</p> + +<p>Dined in South Street with Sir James Kempt; met +Colonel Brereton and others.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Southampton, +July 8.</div> + +<p>Visited Admiral Sir Charles Bullen, who gave +me a model of <span class='ships'>Dido</span>. He had been Captain-Superintendent +of Pembroke Dockyard when she was +building.</p> + +<p>By rail to Gosport. Dined with the Hyde +Parkers. Had a chat with Lord Saltoun at George +Hotel.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 14.</div> + +<p>By steamer to Ryde, and four-horse coach to +Dudley Pelham at St. Lawrence.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>St. Lawrence, +July 15.</div> + +<p>Rode Pelham’s pony; re-visited Apple-de-Combe.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 26.</div> + +<p>Went to Bill Crosbie’s, Emsworth; a jolly party. +Goodwood with Bill’s party, on Delmé’s drag.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 29.</div> + +<p>Letter from brother George requesting my presence +at Lymington. When I got to Portsmouth, found +this day fixed for the election; Ergo, no use my +going, so rejoined the party for Goodwood.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 30.</div> + +<p>Party going to the ball at Chichester; returned +with wife to Portsmouth on a visit to old friends, +the Cashers at Southsea.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 4.</div> + +<p>Bill Crosbie and two handsome Miss Leithbridges +coming over. Made a party to bazaar at Lord +Down’s, Binstead. The Leithbridges dined with us.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_56">[56]</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 5.</div> + +<p>By steam to Portsmouth. <span class='ships'>Cambrian</span> given to +Plumridge.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 6.</div> + +<p>In Lord Hardwicke’s yacht to his place Sydney +Lodge, on the banks of Southampton Water. Nice +breeze. Good dinner. Lady Hardwicke singing +delightfully.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 7.</div> + +<p>Rainy, stormy morning; strong breeze. Returned +in the <span class='ships'>Susan</span>. She was a yawl-rigged, half-decked, +30-ton boat which his Lordship steered himself.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Ryde, +Aug. 8.</div> + +<p>Invited by Sir Augustus Clifford to meet Lord +Auckland at dinner. Borneo affairs to be brought +under immediate consideration.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 10.</div> + +<p>A couple of days at Dudley Pelham’s lovely place +at St. Lawrence. Met Love, brother officer, who +danced hornpipe nearly as well as T. P. Cooke.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>London, +Aug. 14.</div> + +<p>Met Admiral Shireff. Offer of his Flag-Captain +in case of his getting <span class='ships'>Pacific</span>; accepted same on conditions.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Cowes, +Aug. 24.</div> + +<p>A sail in the <span class='ships'>Pearl</span> and dined afterwards with Lord +Anglesey at Cowes Castle.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 25.</div> + +<p>By steamer to Southampton. Embarked in +Chamberlayne’s <span class='ships'>Arrow</span>, sailed through Needles passage +for Plymouth. Mr. Weld on board—charming old +boy.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 26.</div> + +<p>Got into Plymouth. Regatta in full force. +Hundreds of people on the Hoe. Weather fine. +Went to the Regatta Ball.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 28.</div> + +<p><span class='ships'>Arrow</span> sailing for a cup, time race, which she lost +by six seconds only, coming in first. Sailed while at +dinner for Cowes.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 29.</div> + +<p>Lucky in our fine weather. Came close round +the Bill of Portland <em>within the race</em>. Shortened +sail for dinner, yacht fashion. Arrived at Cowes +10 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span></p> + +<p>Joining wife at the Vines, Puckaster.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_57">[57]</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 31.</div> + +<p>Steam to Portsmouth. Rail to Farnham. Fly to +kind good friends at Rookesbury.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 1.</div> + +<p>William Gamier, Frank Collier, and Walpole to +dinner.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Rookesbury, +Sept. 3.</div> + +<p>That donkey, “the Honest Bishop” of Bond +Street, not having sent my gun, spoiled a good day’s +shooting, having only a tool with the lock of the +right barrel broken.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 6.</div> + +<p>Garnier kindly giving permission for me to invite +one of the Cashers to shoot, William came. Ten +brace between us. Casher to dinner and sleep.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 7.</div> + +<p>Casher to have another day’s shooting. Bagged +twenty-two brace. No house in England so enjoyable +as this Rookesbury; no people so kind and +generous.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 13.</div> + +<p>Drizzly rain. Took leave of our kind friends +at Rookesbury. At Southwick.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 14.</div> + +<p>Plenty of birds. Lady Farnham staying here.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 22.</div> + +<p>Letter from Admiral Dundas requiring me to +decide between Flag-Captaining to Sir Charles +Napier and a sixth-rate to India.</p> + +<p>To Admiralty. Difficult point to decide between +inclination and economy.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>London, +Sept. 23.</div> + +<p>Breakfasted with Admiral Dundas; decided on +India. Wrote letter of thanks to Lord Auckland.</p> + +<p>Offered appointment as First Lieutenant to Bowyear.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 1.</div> + +<p>By rail with wife to Quidenham.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 9.</div> + +<p>Father and Lady Albemarle off to Newmarket.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 11.</div> + +<p>Adieu to Quidenham—for how long? Wife to +Blackheath. Found Brooke at Mivart’s Hotel. +United Service Club giving him a dinner, which was +crowded.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 12.</div> + +<p>Business at Admiralty. To Greenwich. Dined +with Sir James Gordon to meet Brooke.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_58">[58]</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 13.</div> + +<p>Met Brooke at Lord John Russell’s office, +Downing Street. My old friend, Charles Gore, his +Private Secretary.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 15.</div> + +<p>Breakfasted with Brooke at Mivart’s. Meeting +of Borneo Mission. £3000 subscribed.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 18.</div> + +<p>Dined with Lord Auckland to meet Brooke: +Lord and Lady Grey, Lord and Lady Palmerston, +Lord and Lady Clanricade and pretty +daughter, Lords Lansdowne and Morpeth, and Dr. +Hooker.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 20.</div> + +<p>Accompanied Brooke to Frank Grant’s, who was +painting his portrait, indeed a striking likeness. +Grant the first artist in the country.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>London, +Oct. 21.</div> + +<p>Anniversary of Trafalgar. Dined at Club of +1765. Some fine old “Salts” present.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 22.</div> + +<p>With Brooke to Admiralty. He invited to +Windsor Castle.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 24.</div> + +<p>To Greenwich School. Inspected some nice-looking +lads for <span class='ships'>Mæander</span>.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 29.</div> + +<p>Brooke received the Freedom of the City of +London, and made a speech.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>London, +Oct. 30.</div> + +<p>Admiral Dundas informed me that I should commission +<span class='ships'>Mæander</span> at once.</p> + +<p>As I was anxious to be employed, I had tried +hard for the <span class='ships'>Active</span>, one of Symonds’ beautiful +ships he wished me to have. However, that +lovely frigate was never commissioned. To Portsmouth. +Ordered outfit. Arranged rendezvous on +the Hard.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 1.</div> + +<p>My commission appointing me to the command +of the <span class='ships'>Mæander</span> frigate, 44, at Chatham, made out. +Allowed to name such officers as I wished.</p> + +<ul class='no-bullet'> +<li>First Lieutenant—George Leger Bowyear.</li> +<li>Second Lieutenant—Charles B. Read.</li> +<li>Third Lieutenant—Henry W. Comber. + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_59">[59]</span></li> +<li>Third Lieutenant—R. Brice Oldfield.</li> +<li>Master—Francis H. May.</li> +<li>Marines—First Lieutenant—Rodney V. Allen.</li> +<li>Paymaster—George Simmonds.</li> +<li>Surgeon—John Clarke.</li> +<li>Assistant-Surgeon—William Smith.</li> +<li>Second Master—William Turton.</li> +</ul> + +<p>Dined with the Lord Mayor to meet Brooke.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 2.</div> + +<p>Business at Admiralty. Other appointments +made. Every vacancy filled up.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 6.</div> + +<p>To breakfast with Brooke. By Great Western +to Chippenham, on visit to Lord Lansdowne at +Bowood. Large party.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 7.</div> + +<p><i>Sunday.</i>—A day for a short walk. Church in +private chapel; beautiful organ and music.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 8.</div> + +<p>Many of the party leaving. In afternoon Brooke +and I a ride with Lords Lansdowne and Morley.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 9.</div> + +<p>Back to London with Brooke.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sheerness, +Nov. 11.</div> + +<p>With young Spalding to Sheerness. Breakfasted +with Captain-Superintendent. Took Spalding on +Board <span class='ships'>Ocean</span> to be examined. Made my bow and +presented Commission to Admiral.</p> + +<p>Returned to Chatham. First Lieutenant Bowyear, +Read, and Spalding to dinner.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 15.</div> + +<p>Some good men joining.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 18.</div> + +<p>Letter from brother George urging me to meet a +party at dinner. Up in time to a family feed; very +good though. Put up at Mivart’s.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 19.</div> + +<p>Back to Chatham in time to muster Ship’s Company. +Charlie Graham also down to sign papers; +dined together.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 20.</div> + +<p>Admiralty complying with most of my requests, +to the astonishment of dockyard.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 22.</div> + +<p>Attended a meeting of the Borneo Mission at +Hanover Square. Had to second resolution and + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_60">[60]</span> +make a speech. More than 1000 present; chiefly +ladies—nervous work.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 24.</div> + +<p>Frock-coats introduced into the service; good +things and comfortable.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Chatham, +Nov. 26.</div> + +<p>As senior officer had to inspect men sent from +Admiralty.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 30.</div> + +<p>Vice-Admiral Sir Durnford King sent steamer +for me to be interviewed at Sheerness relative to +my refusing drafts from <span class='ships'>Ocean</span>. Returned in +steamer.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 2.</div> + +<p>Heard of Admiral Shireff’s death. Good fellow. +A week ago as hale and healthy a man as any on the +list.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 3.</div> + +<p>Reprimand from Admiralty for having refused +the splendid men they sent! <span class='ships'>Mæander</span> entering +better hourly.</p> + +<p>Dined with Royal Marines. Cheery mess.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 4.</div> + +<p>Dined with Stephenson at Beef Steak Club.</p> + +<p>Kind Rajah gave wife handsome bracelets of +Borneo gold.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sheerness, +Dec. 7.</div> + +<p>Snug and comfortable quarters on board <span class='ships'>Hussar</span>, +hulk.</p> + +<p>Ship removed from dock to alongside hulk.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Chatham, +Dec. 10.</div> + +<p>Dined with Royal Marines’ Barracks mess with +Colonel Whylock.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 16.</div> + +<p>Met two young Egertons at Nine Elms Station. +Accompanied them to shoot at Lord Ellesmere’s near +Weybridge. Prettiest grounds and wild shooting. +Back by return ticket.</p> + +<p>Had a capital dinner at Hastie’s—Stephenson, +Brooke and others.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 18.</div> + +<p>We left London for Woburn Abbey. Harvey +and Brooke with us. A large house; nice and +agreeable party.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 20.</div> + +<p>Brooke and I put four horses to a stage coach, + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_61">[61]</span> +and with wife, and servants, posted across country +to Cambridge, by rail to Dereham, coach to Wells, +and in Leicester’s carriage to Holkham, making +a tedious journey of fifteen hours. Late for +dinner.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Holkham, +Dec. 21.</div> + +<p>Some nice people here: Edward Digby, Archie +MacDonald, Porter, 9th Lancers, Henry Coke, and +others.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 22.</div> + +<p>A good day’s shooting, my bag 87 head.</p> + +<p>Margaret Coke drove me over to Creake. Decided +on taking Tom’s little fellow Leicester with me.</p> + +<p>Servants’ ball in evening. Great fun.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 23.</div> + +<p>Shot the Wareham side: not so much game as I +have seen. I killed 57 head. Brooke not shooting, +but making himself particularly agreeable.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 24.</div> + +<p>To shoot fourteen miles off. Wet, dirty day. +Leicester not well enough to dine downstairs; the +youngsters got rather by the head and a little +noisy.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Christmas +Day, +Dec. 25.</div> + +<p>To Lexham, Brooke, wife and I, Fred Keppel +and his brother Edward receiving us. Nice, quiet, +and comfortable house and party.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Lexham +to Hockham, +Dec. 27.</div> + +<p>Put posters to Fred Keppel’s carriage, sending +servants and luggage by fly to Hockham. Found +large party to meet the Rajah.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Hockham, +Dec. 28.</div> + +<p>Brooke returned in Fred Keppel’s carriage to +Lexham. Breretons, Dover, C. Partridge, Reynardson, +and self to shoot.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 29.</div> + +<p>Snow. Regular winter’s day.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Quidenham, +Dec. 30.</div> + +<p>Partridge, sending us to Quidenham; Brooke +arriving in time for dinner. Kindly welcomed by all.</p> + +<p>George and his son Willie, Edward and Maria, +Eustace Hill, Sir Robert Adair, Miss Hunloke and +selves, a party of twelve.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 31.</div> + +<p>Brooke took his departure for Norwich to visit + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_62">[62]</span> +the Bishop. Family party to dinner. My dear +father in great force. Knowing his dislike to saying +good-bye, took advantage of his going out of the +room to walk off to bed. I trust I may find him as +well, should I live to return. He is in his seventy-sixth +year, and I am going to India on peculiar +service. Four years is a long time to look forward +to. Our meeting again doubtful!</p> + +<p>The next three or four years are likely to be the +most eventful of my life.</p> + + +<h3><i>Postscript to 1847</i></h3> + +<p>I cannot close my diary this year without mention +of the sore trouble in which my friend Brooke was +involved. The commencement, indeed, of the persecution +from which he emerged stainless, but at the +cost of mental anxiety which ultimately caused his +death.</p> + +<p>As early as 1843, Brooke thought he had reason +to suspect the good faith and honour of his London +agent, Mr. Henry Wise of Austin Friars.</p> + +<p>In his confidential letters to his friend, Jack +Templer, he had referred to his growing uneasiness +at Wise’s management of his affairs.</p> + +<p>Letters passed upon the subject: Wise’s replies +seldom being satisfactory. In spite of facts, Brooke +did not break off relations with him.</p> + +<p>Brooke had placed his “Journal” at my disposal, +and Templer brought a mass of private letters from +Brooke relating to his policy and doings in Sarawak.</p> + +<p>Not deeming myself competent to undertake the +construction of the <span class='ships'>Dido</span> book, I placed these materials, +as well as my diaries, in the hands of Mr. Jerdan, + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_63">[63]</span> +editor of the <cite>Court Journal</cite>, and a former acquaintance.</p> + +<p>We conferred continually, as the record already +written has shown, and worked amicably enough +together.</p> + +<p>Jerdan improperly allowed Wise access to these +letters, as well as Brooke’s “Journal,” in spite of their +containing references of a disparaging nature about +Wise. In this way the seeds of future mischief were +sown. Wise saw that Brooke suspected him, and +under legal compulsion only did he return the letters +to Templer. However, he had made copies and used +them as he willed.</p> + +<p>Then came the formation of the Eastern Archipelago +Company (without sanction from Brooke), +which had at bottom a scheme to buy out Brooke’s +rights in Sarawak and work the country from one +point only—that of making money.</p> + +<p>Brooke refused to give up the trust reposed in +him by the Rajah and people of Sarawak, came home +later on, brought a lawsuit against the Directors of +the Eastern Archipelago Company, and won it.</p> + +<p>The Directors were convicted of fraud in putting +a false certificate on the charter as to the amount of +capital subscribed. It was, in fact, a bogus prospectus. +Mr. Wise had got £18,000 out of it, and much more +besides.</p> + +<p>Finding a ready ear in Mr. David Hume, better +known in the Navy as the “Revenue Cutter,” and +who loved a grievance, Wise tried to turn the tables +on Brooke once more, alleging his “dreadful treatment” +of the Dyaks as an excuse.</p> + +<p>However, “this cock would not fight.” Brooke +was the lion of the hour in 1847, and was appointed +Governor of Labuan.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_64">[64]</span></p> + +<p>I have always held that ropes were pulled by +Wise’s familiars and himself to get Brooke, Napier, +myself, and other truthful witnesses out of England +in order to further their plans in floating this fraudulent +company.</p> + + + + +<hr class='chap x-ebookmaker-drop'> + +<div class='chapter'> +<p><span class='pagenum' id='Page_65'>[65]</span></p> +<h2 class='nobreak' id='CHAPTER_XXXVIII'>CHAPTER XXXVIII</h2> +</div> + +<p class='chap-title'><span class="smcap">The <span class='ships'>Mæander</span></span></p> + + +<div class='sidenote'>1848. +Jan. 1.</div> + +<p>Adieu for a while to Quidenham. Farewell, dear +father.</p> + +<p>By rail to London. Business at Admiralty.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 4.</div> + +<p>Called with Brooke on Lord Ellesmere. Dined +with Lord Auckland: agreeable company.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 5.</div> + +<p>Early boat to Gravesend and Chatham. Ship +beginning to look well.</p> + +<figure class="figcenter" id='i_066'> + <a href='images/i_066.jpg'><img class="h100" src="images/i_066-t.jpg" alt=""></a> + <figcaption><span class='ships'>Mæander</span> Fitting.</figcaption> +</figure> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 6.</div> + +<p>Splendid boats; nearly finished. <span class='ships'>Hydra</span>, friend +Grey Skipwith sailing for Rio in command; good +fellow as well as seaman.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 7.</div> + +<p>Order from Admiral, to move to Sheerness.</p> + +<p>Private letters from Admiralty to remain where +we are! Cabins building for passengers.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 11.</div> + +<p>Bent sails.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 16.</div> + +<p>At 8.30 taken in tow by the <span class='ships'>Charon</span> steamer. +Master attendant no nerve to move ship under +canvas!</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 18.</div> + +<p>A party of friends and relations from London: a +jovial party. Gave them the best I could, Admiral +kindly lending his steam tender to take many of +them back as far as Chatham.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sheerness, +Jan. 19.</div> + +<p>Attempt to get out, but pilot not willing. Jolly +party still on board.</p> + +<p>My brothers remaining; also old Rouse, of Naval + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_67">[67]</span> +College 1822, and now from Greenwich school, as +well as other friends.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 20.</div> + +<p>Slipped moorings at 11.30, and with the assistance +of steam got as far as Little Nore. Brother George +obliged to leave with his boy. Saluted Admiral, +Sir Edward Durnford King.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 21.</div> + +<p>Stephenson and his boys, Augustus and Sussex, +not able to remain longer.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 22.</div> + +<p>Early morning, the Launch paddled alongside +with her small engine puffing away. Admiral had +ship inspected by Captain Price, as much to his satisfaction +as to mine.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 23.</div> + +<p>Steamer alongside and fore and aft sails set—our +nervous pilot got under way—nice breeze; made +sail over the flats and cast off steamer, in which old +friend Rouse went.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 24.</div> + +<p>Brothers Tom and Edward, as well as Harvey, +delighted with their sail. Nine, anchored at Spithead; +breeze too fresh for wife to land in boat. Admiral +kindly sent his tender. Dined with Admiral, Sir +Charles Ogle.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 25.</div> + +<p>To London by express train. Business at Admiralty.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 26.</div> + +<p>Returned to Portsmouth.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 27.</div> + +<p>At two o’clock Board of Admiralty, consisting of +Lord Auckland, Lord John Hay, Milne, Eden, Ward, +and Berkeley, with Lady Ellesmere and two charming +daughters, came on board.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 1.</div> + +<p>Leave-takings over, weighed from Spithead.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 2.</div> + +<p>Party on board—Sir James Brooke, Mr. and +Mrs. W. Napier, daughter and baby; Mr. Hugh +Low, Mr. Spencer St. John, Mr. Scott, Captain +Hoskins, Mr. Gwynne, my guest; Captain Peyton, +and Lieutenant Müller, the latter a Norwegian +naval officer.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_68">[68]</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 3.</div> + +<p>Breeze freshening from westward. Came to in +Plymouth Sound at 10 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span> with watch.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Plymouth, +Feb. 4.</div> + +<p>Landed with Lieutenant Oldfield. Met his father, +who invited us to drive on the morrow. Visited +George Goldsmith, now Flag Captain to Lord +Dundonald on board <span class='ships'>Wellesley</span>.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 5.</div> + +<p>8 <span class="allsmcap">A.M.</span>—Met on landing by Lieutenant Oldfield, +whose mother had been found dead in her bed!</p> + +<p>Attended with George Goldsmith a lecture on +electricity by Captain Sir W. Harris—lightning +conductors. Dined with Lady Hillyar, a good, dear +old lady. She entertained Captains after the battle of +Trafalgar, Gibraltar!</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 6.</div> + +<p>Wind veering to N.W.; weighed from Sound. +Stood out by Eastern Passage.</p> + +<figure class="figcenter" id='i_068'> + <img class="h100" src="images/i_068.jpg" alt=""> + <figcaption><span class='ships'>Mæander</span> leaving Plymouth.</figcaption> +</figure> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 7.</div> + +<p>Wind back to W.S.W., accompanied by a smash +of crockery. Appearance of worse weather.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 10.</div> + +<p>Took shelter in Cork Harbour. Brooke and I +dined with Admiral Mackay.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 14.</div> + +<p>Took Mrs. and Miss Napier, and my young + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_69">[69]</span> +nephew, Leicester Keppel, to Cork. Sent valentines +to Bijou Dalyell, Collier, and Georgie +Johnson.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 15.</div> + +<p>Wind veering round to northward; took leave of +Admiral, and borrowed his latest newspapers. At +11 <span class="allsmcap">A.M.</span> under weigh and stood out of Cork Harbour. +Adieu to Europe.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 16.</div> + +<p>Sea getting up; breeze freshening into a gale; ship +plunging and rolling. Little Leicester announced +that he was going to die. Smash among chairs and +what was left of crockery.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 17.</div> + +<p>At daylight Napier’s little boy, James Brooke, +aged five months, was found dead in its bed. Sad +blow to the parents. Supposed to have gone off in +a fit. Poor Mrs. Napier—poor Napier! Nurse in +hysterics.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 18.</div> + +<p>Wind dead on end. Napier wretched. Leaden +coffin made for the small thing; in evening screwed +it down in a mahogany one, and covered over with +a Union Jack, to be landed at Madeira.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 20.</div> + +<p>Divine service performed in cabin. Gunroom +table too crowded for my party to dine there. I +had ever looked forward to the command of a +frigate as the height of my ambition. I copy the +following from Sir Spenser St. John’s book, he having +been one of my passengers:—</p> + +<div class='blockquot'> + +<p>There is no greater error in the world than turning +vessels of war into passenger ships, particularly when ladies +are concerned.</p> + +<p>Every spot is occupied beforehand, so that the unfortunate +passengers soon discover that they are <i lang='fr'>de trop</i>, and +the comfort of the officers and discipline of the ship suffer +from having a miscellaneous crowd of idlers.</p> + +<p>Though every desire was shown by captain and officers +to render passengers comfortable, it had but poor success! + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_70">[70]</span> +Mr. Scott, Mr. Hoskins, and myself were stuffed into one +small cabin with only two beds; I had to resign myself to +swinging in a hammock.</p> +</div> + +<p>The main-deck guns, as far forward as the mainmast, +were dismounted; the ports fitted in as windows, +and the deck divided into cabins—the ship having +the appearance of one of Mr. Green’s fine Indiamen, +without the accommodation.</p> + +<p>My cabin was called the “saloon,” my servants +“waiters,” and when the ship gave an extra plunge, +sundry “brandies and sodas” were called for.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Madeira, +Feb. 23.</div> + +<p>Anchored in Funchal Roads at daylight. Kindly +received by Consul Stoddard, an old friend, celebrated +for his hospitality. Youngsters on shore with +different friends. Leicester staying with the Scott +Surtees.</p> + +<p>Brooke and I had the honour of dining with +Her Majesty the Queen Dowager.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 24.</div> + +<p>Duke of Saxe-Weimar, Princes Edward and Herman, +Lord Northland, Major de Winton, Consul +Stoddard, and a party came to visit and lunch on +board.</p> + +<p>Stoddard invited us to meet the two Princes and +a party at dinner, and he also got up an expedition +to see the <span class='ships'>Corral</span>. A dance given by the officers +was spoilt by dirty weather.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 25.</div> + +<p>Band landed to perform at a picnic in Mr. Stoddard’s +garden.</p> + +<p>Brooke and I took our farewell dinner with +Her Majesty, who, very prettily, drank health +and happiness to wife and self, it being the +anniversary of our wedding day, and also drank +success to Brooke.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 26.</div> + +<p>12.20 <span class="allsmcap">A.M.</span>—Weighed from Funchal Roads; +weather cold for the latitude.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_71">[71]</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 27.</div> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 28.</div> + +<p>Divine service performed in my cabin; it being +still too cold for the quarter-deck, although getting +warmer. Flying-fish and dolphins, as well as +other indications of the tropics. Weather being +fine, the youngsters commenced school in my fore-cabin.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 1.</div> + +<p>Three successive good runs, 235, 238, and 234.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 9.</div> + +<p>In the evening the ship was hailed by Neptune, +who sent his messenger over the bows in a blaze +of light; in witnessing the function the passengers +got wet.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 10.</div> + +<p>Neptune came on board and performed the usual +foolery, 160 men underwent +the operation +of shaving amid much +merriment and fun.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 11.</div> + +<p>Westley Richards, +the well-known gun maker, +had an agent, +by the name of Bishop; +a character, he +had visiting cards on +which he styled himself +“The Bishop of +Bond Street.” He +was a dog-fancier, and +restored many a lady’s +lost dogs.</p> + +<figure class="figleft" id='i_071'> + <img class="v20" src="images/i_071.jpg" alt=""> + <figcaption>“The Bishop.”</figcaption> +</figure> + + +<p>When a regiment +of Guards marched +through Bond Street, +I often saw “the +Bishop” stand in front of his shop in his white +apron, presenting arms with a double-barrelled +gun.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_72">[72]</span></p> + +<p>He presented me with a thoroughbred Scotch +terrier; of course the dog could have no other name +than <em>Bishop</em>. It is difficult to take a thoroughbred +across the Equator. Sailors are fond of animals, +dogs in particular.</p> + +<p>After leaving Madeira, one forenoon <em>Bishop</em> was +pronounced to be mad, foaming at the mouth, and +snapping at everything, there was no mistake.</p> + +<p>I was in the fore-cabin, through which he rushed; +the youngsters at school, their legs dangling; but +none were bitten. On his journey forward he encountered +the sailmaker repairing a main-split topsail. +One blow with a huge marling spike finished the +poor dog.</p> + +<p>I wondered afterwards what effect he must have +had on a shark’s stomach. It was a mercy no one +was bitten in the school cabin.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 13.</div> + +<p>Made the island of Fernando Noronha.</p> + +<p>This night a fine young A.B., George Robinson, +in a fit of delirium got out of his hammock and +jumped through a main-deck port, saying, “Good-bye, +shipmates,” as he went. Boats were down on the +instant, but to no purpose!</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 16.</div> + +<p>Preparing for painting cabin guns. Dined on +deck, abaft mizen mast, screened in—much discomfort, +but how fond people are of a change. +Boat from an American whaler came alongside +about sunset wanting <em>news</em> only!</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 24.</div> + +<p>Close off the Port of Rio at daylight; had to wait +the sea breeze. Glad to land passengers for a while. +Found my old friend Tennyson d’Eyncourt in the +<span class='ships'>Comus</span>.</p> + +<p>William Partridge, unfortunately invalided from +<span class='ships'>Grecian</span>, had gone home in the Packet.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 25.</div> + +<p>Invalided Read. Poor fellow! Sorry to lose him, + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_73">[73]</span> +but no command of himself. With Brooke to call +on our Minister, Lord Howden.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 26.</div> + +<p>Napier tired of shore; came on board with +belongings; a bore just now.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 27.</div> + +<p>Determined, with my cargo, on not calling at +Simon’s Bay. Provisioned accordingly. D’Eyncourt +dined with me: his ship, the <span class='ships'>Comus</span>, having committed +the crime of getting on shore! it was necessary +to heel her over in the River Plate. In doing this +she lost her balance and found the bottom, this time +in soft mud.</p> + +<p>I believe the Plate takes its name from Plata +(silver), but any water more like pea-soup in colour +I never was in. (No time to apply for details to +Admiral of the Fleet, Sir J. E. Commerell, G.C.B., +V.C., A.D.C., who was midshipman on board +<span class='ships'>Firebrand</span> at this time, and just going home for his +examination as mate.)</p> + +<p>However, with a fine crew and help of Captain +Hope of <span class='ships'>Firebrand</span>, they got the <span class='ships'>Comus</span> up, minus a +keel, in which state my friend d’Eyncourt was taking +her home with a good freight on board. There was +a suspicious-looking clipper lying off the mouth of the +harbour at the time, but he thought “a bird in the +hand,” etc.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 28.</div> + +<p>Got under way at daylight, and ran out with the +land breeze. Breeze still holding, enabling us to +make southing.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 30.</div> + +<p>My passenger friend Peyton, a very good fellow.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>April 6.</div> + +<div class='sidenote'>April 10.</div> + +<p>Dirty weather. Gig’s crew baling water out of +fore-cabin. One of my cows dead, the other not +much.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>April 19.</div> + +<p>In the forenoon made Prince Edward’s Island in +46° 23´ S. Not often made by ships going to India. +Best and shortest route though!</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_74">[74]</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>April 20.</div> + +<p>A slashing breeze. Twelve knots logged for +eight successive hours. By log 274 miles, to which +may be added 25—easterly set, making 299 miles.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>April 26.</div> + +<p>Once more within the limits of the East Indian +Station (<span class='ships'>Batta</span>), having crossed the 75° of longitude; +good run of 270 miles by log.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>April 27.</div> + +<p>While at breakfast John Wallis, a fine young +fellow, fell overboard from the main topsail yard-arm.</p> + +<figure class="figcenter" id='i_074'> + <img class="h100" src="images/i_074.jpg" alt=""> + <figcaption><span class='ships'>Mæander</span> hove to.</figcaption> +</figure> + +<p>In lowering boats Comber fell out of the cutter: +recovered much exhausted, but poor Wallis had sunk +to rise no more alive, the sea had closed over him. +He was only twenty-four, and Second Captain of the +Top: a favourite with the ship’s company, who +expressed a wish to send his mother, whom he supported, +a day’s pay.</p> + +<p>Lots of albatross and other sea-birds about; some +endeavoured to flap Comber on the head with their +powerful wings while he was in the water; much +exhausted, but swam manfully.</p> + +<figure class="figcenter" id='i_075'> + <img class="h100" src="images/i_075.jpg" alt=""> + <figcaption>Comber in Danger.</figcaption> +</figure> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 2.</div> + +<p>Occasional heavy squalls, in one of which the + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_75">[75]</span> +chain bowsprit shroud carried away the bowsprit badly +sprung; wind driving aft, enabling us to repair +damages without altering course.</p> + +<p>Spring in bowsprit was just outside the knight-heads +and nearly through. Got spare boat’s masts +out as supporters on each side; secure but not handsome, +it enabled us to carry the jib with care.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 5.</div> + +<p>Miss Napier having this day attained her nineteenth +year, champagne and a dance in the fore-cabin. +Think there is something in the wind between +her and Low!</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 8.</div> + +<p>On referring to my <span class='ships'>Dido</span> log, curious how near +together the running of the two ships over a space of +seven thousand miles: never having been a hundred +ahead of one another.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 12.</div> + +<p>Made Christmas Island at 3 <span class="allsmcap">A.M.</span> A few days +over six years since I did so in <span class='ships'>Dido</span>.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Singapore, +May 14.</div> + +<p>Within the Straits of Sunda: squally weather. +Master and self piloting ship past the numerous +shoals: anchored off Singapore. Mail in.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_76">[76]</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>1848.</div> + +<p>Stunning news of Revolution in France; Louis +Philippe an exile in England; a Republic proclaimed, +and other extraordinary facts.</p> + +<p>Heard of Admiral Inglefield’s death at Bombay +from wearing cocked hat in the sun. <span class='ships'>Cambrian</span> here +with Plumridge, my old <span class='ships'>Magicienne</span> Captain, flying +First-Class Commodore’s broad pennant!</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 22.</div> + +<p>Brooke was received with all the honours due to a +Governor, and on the following day preparations +commenced for establishing the new colony of +Labuan.</p> + +<p>An office was opened in Singapore, and contracts +received for the frameworks of temporary +residences to be erected for the Government +functionaries.</p> + +<p>Singapore has now become a rich and extensive +town. By no act of his life did Sir Stamford Raffles +manifest greater discernment and foresight than by +founding this settlement; steam then not dreamed of. +It has become the emporium of all the trading communities +of the Eastern Archipelago, as well as of +that of extensive trade carried on by all nations with +China and India. Here twice a month now come the +steam-vessels of the Dutch from Batavia, of Spain +from Manila, and our own from China, to meet the +European mail.</p> + +<p>Colonel Butterworth, the present Governor, has +had roads opened in all parts of the island, and +thrown substantial bridges across its streams. +Met Captain M‘Quhae of the <span class='ships'>Dædelus</span>, lunched +with him.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 23.</div> + +<p>The Governor gave a ball and supper to commemorate +Her Majesty’s birthday.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 24.</div> + +<p>Brooke, Read, Napier, and some others dined +with old M‘Quhae, on board the <span class='ships'>Dædelus</span>, before + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_77">[77]</span> +the ball. M‘Quhae got a little by the head, ships +and forts having saluted at noon. Took possession +of Navy House, a nice building, once poor Whitehead’s.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 25.</div> + +<p><span class='ships'>Dædelus</span> sailed, and I assumed command of the +Straits Station. Society much enlarged: impossible +to get through the necessary calls in one day. Band +on shore in the evenings for the amusement of our +friends. Peyton and I dined with Tom Church, our +Resident Councillor.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 30.</div> + +<p>In pulling about in my gig among the numerous +prettily wooded islands on the westward entrance to +the Singapore river, was astonished to find deep +water close to the shore, with a safe passage through +for ships larger than the <span class='ships'>Mæander</span>.</p> + +<p>Now that steam is likely to come into use, this +ready-made harbour as a depot for coal would be +invaluable.</p> + +<p>I had the position surveyed, and sent it, with my +report, to the Board of Admiralty; as it was, the +forge was landed, boats repaired, and artificers employed +under commodious sheds, all under the eyes +of the officers on board.</p> + +<figure class="figcenter" id='i_078'> + <img class="h100" src="images/i_078.jpg" alt=""> + <figcaption>New Harbour, Singapore.</figcaption> +</figure> + +<p>New Harbour has another advantage over Singapore +Roads. In the latter a ship’s bottom becomes +more foul than in any known anchorage in these +seas; perhaps from the near proximity to the bottom. +This is not the case in New Harbour, through +which there is always a tide running, while a +current of air passing between the islands keeps it +comparatively cool.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 9.</div> + +<p>Despatched <span class='ships'>Phlegethon</span> with the pioneers of the +new settlement at Labuan, also to relieve the <span class='ships'>Auckland</span>.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 19.</div> + +<p><span class='ships'>Mariner</span>, 16, arrived from the Cape, having made + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_78">[78]</span> +a long voyage going the old track, Commander +Mathieson taking up his quarters with me.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 21.</div> + +<p>Officers of 21st dined “Mæanders,” inviting the +Napiers to meet them.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Singapore, +June 23.</div> + +<p>A tiger brought in by some Malays was given me +by the Governor. Clarke kindly skinned the beast. +The flesh is in great demand by natives, who fancy that +eating it makes them strong and brave.</p> + +<p>The Malays stated, when they found the monster +in a hole which had been dug on purpose, they threw +quicklime in his eyes, and the unfortunate beast, +while suffering intense pain, drowned himself in some +water at the bottom of the pit, though not more +than a foot in depth.</p> + +<p>The annual loss of human life from tigers, chiefly +among the Chinese settlers, is fearful—averaging one +per diem. Great exertions are still being made for +the destruction of them, which is effected by pitfalls—cages +baited with dog, goat, monkey, or other restless +animal, also by sundry cunning contrivances, but the +strait between Johore and Singapore is but a short +swim.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_79">[79]</span></p> + +<p>One of the recent victims was the son of the head +man at Passir Pâdi, who, having gone into the jungle +behind his father’s house to cut wood, was attacked +by a tiger. The father, hearing screams, rushed +just in time to grasp his boy’s legs as the brute was +dragging him.</p> + +<p>The father pulled and the tiger growled: it was +only on other people arriving that he quitted his +prey; but the unfortunate lad was dead.</p> + +<p>There is a procession and much parade in bringing +these tigers to the Government offices for the +reward. The tigers are made to look as fierce +as possible—propped up in a standing position +by pieces of bamboo, the mouth open, and tail on +end.</p> + +<p>So great is the virtue of tiger flesh as a pick-me-up +from fever that a portion of my beast found its +way to the sick-room of a friend in the 21st Madras +Native Infantry.</p> + +<p>He was recovering from fever, and expressed +surprise at the tough meat in his curry, when his +native servant explained his reason for supplying it.</p> + +<p>Although out on various occasions, I was never +fortunate enough to fall in with a live tiger. With +wild hog we had excellent sport, and occasionally with +deer.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 24.</div> + +<p>Comber was made a Freemason of the +lodge “Zetland in the East” (to which I +subsequently belonged). The members gave a +farewell dinner to Read, and invited me to meet +him. Brooke was also a guest, and made an +excellent speech.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 27.</div> + +<p><span class='ships'>Auckland</span> steamer in from Labuan; Sekarran +pirates requiring a visit. Captain Young of <span class='ships'>Auckland</span> +took up his quarters with me.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_80">[80]</span></p> + +<p>Drove with the Governor. Assembly ball in +evening.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Singapore, +June 28.</div> + +<p><span class='ships'>Mæander</span> hoisted Royal Standard and saluted on +anniversary of the Coronation.</p> + +<p>Our worthy old Purser, Simmons, departed this +life while staying at Whampoa’s country house.</p> + +<p>Whampoa was a fine specimen of his country, +and had for many years been contractor for fresh +beef and naval stores. His generosity and honesty +had long made him a favourite.</p> + +<p>He had a country house, and of course a garden; +also a circular pond in which was a magnificent lotus, +the <i lang='la'>Victoriæ regia</i>, a present from the Regent of Siam, +who sent it to him by W. H. Read. The huge lily +grew splendidly, and bore leaves over eleven feet in +diameter.</p> + +<p>When in blossom, Whampoa gave sumptuous +entertainments to naval officers: although our host, +he would not eat with us, but sat in a chair, slightly +withdrawn from the table.</p> + +<p>At midnight, by the light of a full moon, +we would visit this beautiful flower, which faced +the moon and moved with it until below the +horizon.</p> + +<p>Amongst other pets he had an orang-outang, +who preferred a bottle of cognac to water. Dear old +Whampoa’s eldest son was sent to England for +education, and while there became a Presbyterian.</p> + +<p>When I was at Singapore, years after, the young +man returned, and had the assurance to reappear +before his father, fresh and well, but minus a tail, +and consequently was banished to Canton until it regrew +and he consented to worship the gods of his +fathers. I now hear from the then lad that he +holds his father’s place.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_81">[81]</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 29.</div> + +<p>Attended the funeral of Simmons: no kinder or +better man.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 1.</div> + +<p>Dined at a farewell dinner, given by the Frasers +to the Reads. <span class='ships'>Albatross</span>, 12, arrived from Rio. +Commander Farquhar, a good fellow, took up his +quarters with me.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 3.</div> + +<p>Mail steamer from China, bringing old friend +Tottenham to take Lieutenant Read’s vacancy.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 4.</div> + +<p>Large dinner at Government House to meet His +Excellency Sir James Brooke.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 6.</div> + +<p>Dined with Cooke and Hessey, 21st Regiment: +a large party. Brooke came to stay with me.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 10.</div> + +<p>Took leave of the Governor and Mrs. Butterworth, +who are leaving on the morrow to visit the +various settlements.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 13.</div> + +<p>Low gave a dinner at the hotel to self and +friends.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 17.</div> + +<p>On board <span class='ships'>Mæander</span>; got under way to accompany +Farquhar in <span class='ships'>Albatross</span>, after dining we parted +company, she proceeding to Bombay.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 18.</div> + +<p>Landed at 4 <span class="allsmcap">A.M.</span> with the youngsters to draw +the seine; great fun.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 19.</div> + +<p>Weighed at 10 <span class="allsmcap">A.M.</span>, and ran into New Harbour. +Rajah Brooke far from well, our departure for +Sarawak postponed.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 23.</div> + +<p>A snake five feet long found under one of +the main-deck guns. How he got there, they +wondered!</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 24.</div> + +<p>Having a large party on board, got under way. +Ran through the Eastern Passage, round St. John’s, +and returned by Western Entrance. <span class='ships'>Auckland</span> +steamer joined us in New Harbour.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 31.</div> + +<p>At 5 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span>, on the rising of the moon, fired a salute +of eight guns to please the Tumongong of Singapore, +in celebration of the close of a Mahommedan Fast.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_82">[82]</span></p> + +<p>Ever since meeting him in Singapore in this year, +my friend, James Meldrum (Dato), has always kept +me informed of all matters connected with the doings +of the Tumongong and his family.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 7.</div> + +<p>Arrived mail steamer, on board which was my old +friend, Sir Francis Collier, as Commander-in-Chief. +His birthday too!</p> + +<p>Hoisted and saluted his flag on board <span class='ships'>Mæander</span>. +Put him up in Read’s house, now empty, Admiral’s +flagship <span class='ships'>Hastings</span> to follow. The pleasure of meeting, +I flatter myself, was mutual. Drove out with +him after early dinner.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 10.</div> + +<p>Attended the Admiral in returning many calls.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 12.</div> + +<p>Assisted at Miss Napier’s cheery wedding with +Hugh Low: <i lang='fr'>déjeûner</i> given by Napier.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 14.</div> + +<p>Occupied with Admiral, returning calls. He +having ventured on the favourite native fruit, Durian, +will not forget the taste!</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Egerton, +Aug. 15.</div> + +<p>Youngsters Karslake and Granville on shore +preparatory to riding at the races. I won the +lottery.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 19.</div> + +<p>Last day of the races: better sport because fairer +weights; good fun.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 21.</div> + +<p>Great preparations for the instalment of James +Brooke. Pity the Governor is not here to perform +the ceremony.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 22.</div> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 25.</div> + +<p>Installation of Brooke with the order of K.C.B.: +great business; Napier, Her Majesty’s Representative, +performing ceremony. Ball in evening at +Assembly Rooms.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 28.</div> + +<p>Captain Young and officers of <span class='ships'>Auckland</span> gave a +ball on board their steaming frigate to the +“Mæanders.” Very well done.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 29.</div> + +<p>Brooke returned from short visit to the country; +sailed with him for Labuan. Left dingey in Read’s + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_83">[83]</span> +garden for Admiral’s flag. Taylor of Artillery with +me.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>At Sea. +Aug. 30.</div> + +<p>Again on the way to Sarawak. My friend +Brooke under different circumstances than when he +went in <span class='ships'>Dido</span>, 1843.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 31.</div> + +<p>Rounded Tanjong Datu: entered within the limits +of Brooke’s territory.</p> + +<figure class="figcenter" id='i_083'> + <img class="h100" src="images/i_083.jpg" alt=""> + <figcaption>All Sail set.</figcaption> +</figure> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sarawak, +Sept. 2.</div> + +<p>Being off the Santabong entrance sent second gig +to Sarawak, with letters from Rajah Brooke. Sunset, +anchored in the Marotobas entrance off Tanjong +Po: some 12 miles from Kuching.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 4.</div> + +<p>The whole Sarawak population appeared to +be afloat; all their largest and finest boats had +been put in requisition, and came with tom-toms +beating, streamers and colours flying to greet their +Rajah.</p> + +<p>The first boat alongside contained the Bornean +Princes: survivors of the Brunei Massacre, + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_84">[84]</span> +relatives of poor Muda Hassim and the gallant +Budrudeen.</p> + +<p>Among them I recognised Pangeran Oman Alli, +with a desperate wound in the face and a frightful +gash across the breast.</p> + +<p>While preparing for my guests in proper form, +their Highnesses found their way into my cabin, +thereby evading all ceremony—where I will leave +them a few minutes while I insert here a short extract +from Rajah Brooke’s letter, dated on board +<span class='ships'>Phlegethon</span>, August 27, 1846.</p> + +<div class='blockquot'> +<p>“Here I am with a few of the unhappy survivors +of Muda Hassim’s family.</p> + +<p>“I cannot pretend to detail all that has occurred, +even in a long letter, for events now, as when you +were with me, progress far faster than the decisions +of ministers.</p> + +<p>“You will have heard of the brutal massacre of +Muda Hassim, the noble Budrudeen and the other +brothers, except two.</p> + +<p>“They were taken by surprise, their houses +fired, and during the fire attacked by about fifty +men.</p> + +<p>“Budrudeen, with two men, fought until wounded +in the wrist and cut over the head; he then blew +himself and family up.</p> + +<p>“Muda Hassim escaped with several of his brothers +to the opposite side of the river, having lost his guns, +powder, and property, and then shot himself.”</p> +</div> + +<p>The pleasure on both sides at meeting was +unfeigned, and indeed—setting aside those social +ties which must bind us all, more or less, to the land +of our birth—no one, witnessing the real pleasure +which the return of Sir James Brooke afforded these +simple people, could wonder at his preferring a + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_85">[85]</span> +country where such a reception awaited him to +colder if more civilised England.</p> + +<p>With the first of the flood, our Rajah embarked in +the <span class='ships'>Mæander’s</span> barge, and, quitting the ship under a +salute and manned yards, attended by his picturesque +fleet he proceeded up the river, the war prahus +keeping up a firing of guns.</p> + +<p>After Brooke’s departure we stood out to sea, in +search of the <span class='ships'>Jolly Bachelor</span>. When off Tanjong +Datu we hoisted out our boom-boats, sending them +in all directions, standing ourselves towards St. +Pierre.</p> + +<p>We afterwards met the tender off the entrance of +the Sarawak River. Marryat having mistaken his +orders, went in by the Santobong entrance.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 8.</div> + +<p>Ran into the river. The largest ship that has +ever been or likely to come up as far as the Quop. +Took up my quarters in Brooke’s house; found +him surrounded by a happy and contented people.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 11.</div> + +<p>Preparing boats to accompany a small force +to be sent by Rajah to the Sadong: twenty-five +boats in all.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 13.</div> + +<p>This afternoon tide brought the <span class='ships'>Auckland</span> steamer, +with the July mail.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 14.</div> + +<p>Went up during a stormy night with young +Brooke to join his uncle; returned with the ebb. +<span class='ships'>Auckland</span> having brought up our new steam +tender, built at Singapore and christened <span class='ships'>Ranee</span>, +took a small trip in her. The engines, however, not +of sufficient power. The steam launch was the +astonishment of the natives.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 17.</div> + +<p>Boats returned from their expedition to Sadong, +which was most successful, but a sad accident had +occurred.</p> + +<p>Two seamen and a marine were going on shore in + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_86">[86]</span> +a sampan, when the seamen began rocking the canoe +by way of lark, and upset the small vessel, drowning +the marine and one sailor.</p> + +<p>While the First Lieutenant was reporting to me +the sad accident, a lad fell overboard from the <span class='ships'>Ranee</span>, +and sank at once, probably seized by an alligator +not visible in muddy water. Very sad the number +of deaths in this ship: manned by as fine a crew +as ever left England.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 20.</div> + +<p>Attended a grand feast given by the Datu +Patinggi to the Rajah. Great preparations had been +made; flags and streamers flying, gongs sounding, +and salutes fired <i lang='la'>ad libitum</i> from the Datos +Lelahs.</p> + +<p>We were received by the still pretty and graceful +Inda, mother of Fatima, the youthful heiress to +Datu Gapoor’s property. Her beauty has attained a +celebrity throughout the Malayan Archipelago.</p> + +<p>The fair Fatima sprinkled us with coloured rice +and gold dust, to which was added a gentle shower +of rose water.</p> + +<p>Verses from the Koran were chanted, the book +being handed from one to another, without regard +to precedence or sanctity, the man with the strongest +lungs taking the longest pull at it. Then came feasting, +with undeniably good curries.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 21.</div> + +<p>Brooke held a Bichara. All the leading Chiefs, +Datus, and Pangerans attended. Every part of the +audience-chamber was crowded: light and air being +almost excluded by the multitude of eager faces +that filled the openings which served for windows. +We were in uniform and found it oppressively +hot.</p> + +<p>A new flag, which Brooke had brought from +England, was unfurled—a black and red cross on + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_87">[87]</span> +yellow ground—henceforth the national flag of +Sarawak.</p> + +<p>It was hoisted and saluted in due form; the +<span class='ships'>Mæander’s</span> band, playing lively airs, contributed to +effect.</p> + +<p>The function over, pipes and cigars were introduced. +We then threw off our jackets, appearing in +full Sarawak uniform, viz. shirts and trousers only, +and discussed with less ceremony and more comfort +the past, the present, and the future, finishing by +dining with the generous Hunting, who has become +a landed proprietor.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 22.</div> + +<p>Up early and down to the ship at the Quop and +on to Tanjong Po.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 25.</div> + +<p>The Rajah having embarked with friends Treacher +and Macdougal we sailed for Labuan, and in four +days landed him, although far from well.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Labuan.</div> + +<p>But where was the Governor’s house? Where +the Lieutenant-Governor? Where was any one in +authority to answer for the miserable huts we found +raised on the most unhealthy-looking spots on the +island?</p> + +<p>The flat selected for the settlement is below the +level and out of sight of the sea, from which it is +protected by a silted-up bank. It cost the lives of +many marines, and, later, some of my best able seamen.</p> + +<p>Landed Brooke under a salute. He and Napier +were sworn in, and so commenced the Government +of Labuan.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 6.</div> + +<p>We again received on board the Governor and +his staff, His Excellency purposing to pay a visit +of ceremony to the Sultan of Brunei.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 7.</div> + +<p>Hoisted out the launch. Got caught in a squall, +with her and steam tender in tow. Before the sail + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_88">[88]</span> +could be got off the launch capsized, with a brass +gun for ballast; the steam tender did not take in so +much as a spoonful of water.</p> + +<p>However, we picked up the two boat-keepers, and +the greater part of the gear; came to and hoisted in +the launch. While thus employed the <span class='ships'>Royalist</span> hove +in sight, having been dismantled in same squall.</p> + +<p>The bob-stays had given way, the bowsprit came +in-board, and the three masts, with royal yards across, +lay amidships.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 14.</div> + +<p>Leaving her at Labuan to refit, and a volunteer +party of marines for duty on shore, we re-landed +His Excellency and sailed for Singapore.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 17.</div> + +<p>A marine, William Southcote, another victim, +departed this life.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 19.</div> + +<p>Another this evening in Corporal Chalmers, also +a steady, good man. Have my fears for those +poor fellows left at Labuan.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 31.</div> + +<p>At daylight arrived at Singapore. My wife +had previously arrived from England, and was +kindly received by the Governor and Mrs. Butterworth.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 2.</div> + +<p>Admiral hoisted flag on board. I took Whampoa’s +house in the country.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 11.</div> + +<p><span class='ships'>Hastings</span>, 72—Captain, Francis Austen; Commander, +Edward Rice—arrived in the night. Shifted +flag to her and saluted. Glad she has arrived. +She had been towed up by <span class='ships'>Fury</span>, 6, from Java +Head.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 16.</div> + +<p><span class='ships'>Auckland</span>, arriving from Labuan with <span class='ships'>Royalist</span> in +tow: decided that <span class='ships'>Mæander</span> takes part of 21st +Regiment on board for Labuan station.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 17.</div> + +<p>Inquiry, with Captain Morgan, on board <span class='ships'>Royalist</span>, +as to steps taken by Gordon when she was dismasted. +Approval of steps taken.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_90">[90]</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 22.</div> + +<p>Company of Sepoy troops embarked on board +<span class='ships'>Mæander</span>. Weighed immediately.</p> + +<figure class="figcenter" id='i_089'> + <a href='images/i_089.jpg'><img class="h100" src="images/i_089-t.jpg" alt=""></a> + <figcaption><span class='ships'>Mæander</span> passing astern of + <span class='ships'>Hastings</span>.</figcaption> +</figure> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 24.</div> + +<p>Lucky in our breeze. Fell in with and passed +close under the stern of the <span class='ships'>Hastings</span> in tow of <span class='ships'>Fury</span>, +she having left thirty hours before us. She would +have done better under canvas.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 28.</div> + +<p>Arrived at Labuan.</p> + +<p>We found nearly the whole colony down with +fever. More marines had died; many seriously ill, +and of the survivors the poor Governor in the worst +condition. He had been delirious, and lay apparently +with but little hope of recovery. Doctor Treacher, +his medical attendant, was nearly as bad.</p> + +<p>I saw that some steps should be immediately taken, +and, making my way to the sick bedside, I begged +Sir James to prepare for removal, giving him choice +of <span class='ships'>Auckland</span> or <span class='ships'>Mæander</span>. Brooke selected the +latter.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 29.</div> + +<p>Feeling better in the morning, he undertook to +sign a few papers, but fainted twice during the +day.</p> + +<p>When I called just before sunset with the barge’s +crew to convey him on board, he was so exhausted +that our surgeon declared it would be dangerous to +move him.</p> + +<p>With great reluctance on my part, he was left to +imbibe for another night the fœtid air of Labuan.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 1.</div> + +<p>Poor Hannan, our Chaplain, showing strong +symptoms of delirium; imagines the Queen to be +coming to Labuan to put things to rights.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 2.</div> + +<p>Found Brooke not improving. I decided on +saving his life if possible.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 3.</div> + +<p>In spite of remonstrances of the faculty, as well +as those of some of his staff, my gig’s crew gently +shouldered the cot on which he lay, and so conveyed + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_91">[91]</span> +His Excellency to the barge. The sea was smooth; +those on board were prepared: he was hoisted up; +once in my cabin no one could approach him +except through me, and I was proud and hopeful of +my charge.</p> + + + + +<hr class='chap x-ebookmaker-drop'> + +<div class='chapter'> +<p><span class='pagenum' id='Page_92'>[92]</span></p> +<h2 class='nobreak' id='CHAPTER_XXXIX'>CHAPTER XXXIX</h2> +</div> + +<p class='chap-title'><span class="smcap"><span class='ships'>Mæander</span>—Cruising</span></p> + + +<div class='sidenote'>1848. +Labuan, +Dec. 3.</div> + +<p>Sir James Brooke had duties to perform as Her +Majesty’s Commissioner to the Sultan of Borneo, +and the Chiefs of the Malayan Archipelago; but +he was only able to indicate to me the direction he +wished to go.</p> + +<p>Our chief object being the restoration of his +health, we managed, by keeping the ship under easy +sail during the day, and anchoring in the evening, to +give him the advantage of undisturbed rest at night.</p> + +<p>Among the invalids were the A.D.C., Captain +Brooke, poor Dr. Treacher, a mere shadow of what +he was, young Charles Grant, and the good-tempered +Spenser St. John, whose kindness to the +sick had been unabated.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 4.</div> + +<p>Weighed at daylight, and with fair wind, smooth +water, and fine weather, coasted along in the direction +of Pulo Tiga, the scenery increasing in beauty +as we got to the northward.</p> + +<p>Running between Pulo Tiga and Tanjong Klias, +we shaped a course for the Kimanis River, up which +there was a fine old Orang Kaya (chief man), Istur +by name, a friend of our Rajah. It was dark when +we came to. This was formerly a great haunt of the +Illanuns and other pirates.</p> + +<figure class="figcenter" id='i_092'> + <a href='images/i_092.jpg'><img class="h100" src="images/i_092-t.jpg" alt=""></a> + <figcaption>Map—Eastern Archipelago.</figcaption> +</figure> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_93">[93]</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 5.</div> + +<p>Having obtained the necessary information from +native fishing boats, sent the second gig up the river +to inform the Orang Kaya of the Rajah’s arrival, as +well as to solicit a pilot for the River Mengatal.</p> + +<p>I had intended to go up in the cool of the evening, +but in the afternoon the unusual appearance, in these +waters, of a boat with a European sail was reported, +coming along shore. She proved to belong to the +<span class='ships'>Minerva</span> schooner, bringing the master and mate of +that vessel, which they had left on a coral bank near +Balambangan.</p> + +<p>In the master, Lonsdale, I recognised an old +acquaintance, who formerly commanded the <span class='ships'>Maria</span>, +one of the transports under convoy of the <span class='ships'>Dido</span> +during the Chinese war. He stated that, having run +on the reef, and finding that his vessel could not be +got off without being lightened, he was throwing +her cargo of teak overboard when he observed +several prahus coming out from under a point of +land. Having no arms he had taken to his long-boat, +with the few valuables he could hastily collect, manned +by his Lascar crew, making eighteen in all.</p> + +<p>Ten of the Lascars afterwards left him on his +landing at a part of the island for fuel and water. +He then went on, intending to coast down as far as +Labuan.</p> + +<p>While at morning quarters, off Kimanis, a swarm +of bees, attracted perhaps by the sound of the band, +came round the ship, and finally settled on the under +quarter of the cross-jack-yard, presenting an extraordinary +appearance. By clinging to one another, +they formed themselves into a bag 12 or 14 inches +deep, the mouth of which, attached to the cross-jack-yard, +occupied a space of about 2 feet in length by +1 wide, which was shaken and moved by the wind.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_94">[94]</span></p> + +<p>Fearing that the men might get stung on going +aloft, I tried to dislodge the bees, first by discharging +a musket with a double charge of coarse powder at +them from the mizzen-rigging, within 4 yards.</p> + +<p>This having no effect, it was fired at the same +distance with a charge of sand, by which a few fell. +The vacancies were immediately filled up, and the bag +seemed to stick closer than ever.</p> + +<p>They remained two days, during which time we +were twice under way, making and shortening sail, +in each of which operations the chain topsail sheet +ran through the centre of the bag and disturbed large +portions of them in its passage; but the bees returned +and repaired the damage as soon as the sheet or +clew line had been belayed.</p> + +<p>The disaster of the <span class='ships'>Minerva</span> induced me to defer +our visit to the village, in order that we might repair +to the scene of the wreck and render assistance.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 8.</div> + +<p>Early the following morning, having hoisted the +boat on board, we weighed with a fresh southerly +wind, along the coast, a couple of miles off-shore, +with the noble mountain of Kina-Balu in the background +raising its magnificent head above the clouds.</p> + +<figure class="figcenter" id='i_095'> + <img class="h100" src="images/i_095.jpg" alt=""> + <figcaption>Kina-Balu.</figcaption> +</figure> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 9.</div> + +<p>Nothing could be finer than the scene before us; +our poor invalids were much too ill to enjoy it, but +this was the first day in which I had been able to discover +the slightest improvement in Brooke’s condition.</p> + +<p>As might be supposed, when we found the wreck, +not only had she been completely gutted, but burned +to the water’s edge, for the sake of the copper and +iron bolts. We saw, in fact, native boats in the +distance making off with the plunder.</p> + +<p>The appearance of Balambangan is far from +inviting, and the approaches to it are shoal and +intricate.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_95">[95]</span></p> + +<p>Weighed, and stood into Malludu Bay. On our +way we fell in with a native prahu, belonging to +Seriff Hussein, a son of the unfortunate Seriff Osman, +who made such a gallant resistance in August 1845 +up the Malludu River, when attacked by the boats +of the <span class='ships'>Vestal</span>, Captain Talbot.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 10.</div> + +<p>Seriff Hussein was reticent on his first interview +with Rajah Brooke, but opened out more fully on +his second visit. He and the chiefs with him complained +of the unprotected state and want of government +under which they lived. Each petty chief +quarrelled with and attacked his weaker neighbours, +while they in turn lived in constant dread of an +attack from the more formidable Bajow or Sulu +pirates.</p> + +<p>These people were particularly obliging and civil, +and sent their men to show us the best shooting-ground, +rather appearing to like our visit, though we + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_96">[96]</span> +were not long enough together to establish implicit +confidence.</p> + +<p>Having pulled and poled over a bar, and up a +shallow salt-water creek, on the east side of the bay, +a little to the northward of where we were anchored, +we landed a small shooting party, and were shown +some particularly likely-looking ground, covered +with long grass and intersected in all directions by +the fresh tracks of wild cattle. A hog was the result +of our sport; but three large deer made their appearance +on the edge of the jungle, just as the guns had +been discharged at our less-dignified game.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 11.</div> + +<p>With our tender, <span class='ships'>Jolly Bachelor</span>, in company, we +weighed and stood towards the Island of Mallewali +and soon entered among the dangers of the Sulu Seas.</p> + +<p>As far as the eye could reach from the masthead, +patches of sand and coral banks were visible, but the +weather was fine, the water smooth and clear; time +our own, and with our tender sounding ahead, we +proceeded, nothing daunted by appearances. We +could always pick our way by daylight and anchor +at sunset.</p> + +<p>Mallewali is surrounded by coral reefs and sandbanks. +There appears to be a fine harbour to the +eastward, but certainly no safe entrance for a ship +the size of <span class='ships'>Mæander</span>.</p> + +<p>Exploring parties landed and the island was well +traversed, but no traces of inhabitants were seen, +and only rumours of tracks of game.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mallewali, Dec. 13.</div> + +<p>At 10 <span class="allsmcap">A.M.</span> expired, in the prime of life, one of +our finest young men, John Jago, another victim +to Labuan fever; he had several times rallied, but +two days previous to his death he sent to take leave +of me, and I was some time endeavouring to cheer +him up.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_97">[97]</span></p> + +<p>The sick were suspended in cots on both sides of +the main-deck; and when a death occurred it was +difficult to hide from the others what had taken +place.</p> + +<p>Jago was the last of the barge’s crew who was +taken ill, and had attended most of his shipmates +through their attacks of fever. There was a happy +expression of countenance and a generosity about +this poor fellow that had endeared him to officers +and men. He left me the address of his mother, +and of a young girl to whom he was betrothed.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 15.</div> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sulu, Dec. 18.</div> + +<p>We weighed as soon as the sun was high enough +to show us the dangers, standing under easy sail to +the eastward, with <span class='ships'>Jolly Bachelor</span> sounding ahead. +After some little difficulty in winding the ship between +the shoals, and an occasional scrape on some +projecting point of coral that had outgrown the +bed to which it belonged, we made Cagayan Sulu +on the 18th, but before coming to an anchor on +the eastern side, we buried George Martin, a young +marine.</p> + +<p>Dollars not being a current medium of exchange +among most of these islands, glass beads, looking-glasses, +coloured cottons, etc., had been brought by +us for purposes of barter.</p> + +<p>We were very anxious to obtain a supply of +bullocks, to keep our people as much on fresh meat +as possible. The purser and interpreter, with a party +of officers, went in a boat to communicate with a +house which struck us in passing—from its size and +plantations round it—as probably belonging to some +chief, by whose assistance we hoped to get a supply +of cattle.</p> + +<p>Having, with difficulty, got inside the shoals, and +effected a landing, our party was received in the + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_98">[98]</span> +politest manner by a fine-looking old Malay, who +came down with his family to meet them.</p> + +<p>They made him understand our wants; and he +sent immediately to the chief of the district, and +acquainted him with our wishes, appointing the next +morning at nine as the time to receive the chief’s +answer.</p> + +<p>Our people left the shore much pleased with their +friend, who, as I have before remarked of the well-bred +Malays, was a gentleman, polite, easy, and +dignified.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 19.</div> + +<p>The next morning the same party landed with +the necessary articles for barter, expecting to meet +the chief or his deputy, and make a bargain for the +cattle. Their friend of the previous evening received +them in the same kind manner.</p> + +<p>They waited some time in expectation of the +cattle arriving, instead of which, parties of natives +kept thronging in, well armed with kris, spear, and +shield—their tom-toms beating outside.</p> + +<p>After a while came the chief with a numerous +train—himself a humpbacked, ferocious-looking +savage—with all his men in padded jackets, and +regular fighting costume. He made no reply to the +questions of our party about bullocks, but kept his +hand on his kris, and appeared undecided how to +act.</p> + +<p>We were only eight in number, and destitute of +arms, with the exception of my double-barrel, the +kind behaviour of their friend the night before +having completely removed all suspicion of any +sinister behaviour.</p> + +<p>Surrounded now by about sixty well-armed, +rascally-looking thieves, of hostile demeanour, we +thought it best to put on as bold a front as possible, + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_99">[99]</span> +and at the same time quietly to retire. Nor did we +underrate our good fortune in regaining the boat +without further molestation, the ship being some +miles distant, and shut from view by projecting +headlands.</p> + +<p>This was a lesson not to venture, in future, out +of sight of the ship among the natives of these islands +without an apparent superiority of force. Their +white flags were hung out as much for the purpose +of entrapping the weak as of bartering with the +strong. Finding our wishes not likely to be +attained, and not liking our berth, which was exposed +to the eastward, we weighed, and ran round +to the opposite side of Cagayan Sulu. This island, +from its size and population, is next in importance +to Sulu itself.</p> + +<p>The scenery, at this stage of our wanderings, was +the perfection of tropical beauty, with just sufficient +cultivation to redeem it from the appearance of +wildness.</p> + +<p>As we ran past the bungalows and small villages +on the southern shore, the inhabitants showed great +alacrity in displaying pieces of white cloth; we +ourselves keeping a white flag constantly flying, to +show our peaceable intention and desire to communicate +with them.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 20.</div> + +<p>Having stood out for the melancholy purpose of +committing to the deep the body of a marine, +named Allan Cameron, another victim to Labuan +fever, we came to an anchor on the south-west side, +off the principal village of Cagayan Sulu.</p> + +<p>We here encountered none of the menacing +style of rogues on the eastern side; the people were +willing to exchange cattle, poultry, and vegetables for +our articles of barter. Red and white cotton were + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_100">[100]</span> +the most attractive, while empty bottles and midshipmen’s +anchor buttons fetched their full value.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 22.</div> + +<p>Weighed and stood towards Mambahennan, a +small island to the southward, intending to come to +for the night; but finding no anchorage, and the sea +being now comparatively clear of shoals, we stood +to the eastward, came to under the lee of an island, +a sandy point.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 23.</div> + +<p>About noon made some islands. Chart too +incorrect to make out what they are. Found anchorage +under the lee of one of them.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 24.</div> + +<p>Invalids improving but slowly. Our clergyman, +Hannan, very far from well; symptoms of breakdown +of brain. Also the return of his delusion that the +Queen was coming to Labuan to put things to +rights.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 25.</div> + +<p>Not the merriest Christmas I ever passed. Ship’s +company landed in evening to amuse themselves +in the jungle with their muskets. No accidents +occurred. Passengers dined with me. Poor Rajah +still ill, also his nephew, Brooke Brooke, the +A.D.C.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sulu, +Dec. 27.</div> + +<p>It was late when we came to an anchor. A good +sprinkling on the sea of fishing and trading boats, +of picturesque build and rig, gave to this place a +pleasing appearance of life and animation, such as +we had not before witnessed.</p> + +<p>The ship had been seen from the high land long +before, and we were not surprised by the appearance +of some bustle taking place in the town: lights were +moving about all night. We imagined, and afterwards +found it to be the case, that they were removing +their valuables, with their women and children, to +the mountains, as a precaution in case our visit was +hostile.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_101">[101]</span></p> + +<p>We had looked forward with much interest to +our visit to Sulu, and were not, on the whole, disappointed—though +perhaps it may be considered +rather curious than interesting.</p> + +<p>The English ensign was flying over a house, +which we knew at once must be that of Mr. +Windham. An officer was sent to communicate and +obtain information.</p> + +<p>The town is built, like most Malay places, partly +on land and partly in the sea; the former part was +strongly stockaded and flanked with batteries mounting +heavy guns. The Sultan, under the influence +and counsel of the Rajah of Sarawak, had become +opposed to piracy and anxious for its suppression.</p> + +<p>That portion of the town which is not within the +stockades is built in regular Malay fashion, on piles. +The houses run in rows or streets; and outside +them is a platform about six feet wide. These rows +of birdcage-looking buildings extend into the sea for +half a mile, over a shoal which is nearly dry at low +water. The population are principally fishermen and +Chinese traders.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 28.</div> + +<p>Mr. Windham’s house was built on one of these +rickety platforms, and at low water it was necessary +for us, who wore shoes and stockings, to be carried +from the boat and deposited on his accommodation-ladder, +where a kind welcome awaited us.</p> + +<p>We found him dressed in Malay costume, and +from long residence among them he had assumed +much of the appearance and manner of a native. +He willingly undertook the task of communicating +with the Sultan, and arranging an audience for Sir +James Brooke.</p> + +<p>The usual salutes were exchanged. Mr. Windham +informed us that a short time previously, when + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_102">[102]</span> +he was absent attending the pearl-fishing at the +Ceroo Islands, two Dutch men-of-war had arrived +at Sulu, who, after visiting and exchanging the usual +salutes, suddenly attacked the town; this accounted +for the panic on the night of our arrival.</p> + +<p>The Dutchmen, having fired on the town for +some time, landed and burnt a few houses, paying +Mr. Windham the compliment of making particular +inquiries for his, which they destroyed, together with +much valuable property. He took us a short walk, +I fancy about as far as he dared himself venture, into +the interior.</p> + +<p>What we saw of the country was highly cultivated, +consisting, with intervals of jungle, of pasture-grounds +and gardens, and an abundance of cattle.</p> + +<p>Our appearance excited much curiosity with the +natives, and many questions were asked, but the +presence and explanation of Mr. Windham satisfied +them.</p> + +<p>Before commencing our watering, it was necessary +to make certain arrangements, as a French squadron +under Admiral Cecille had been much molested +during that operation a short time previously, and +an attempt had been made to poison the springs; all +necessary precautions, therefore, were taken on our +part.</p> + +<p>The <span class='ships'>Jolly Bachelor</span> was first placed a few yards +from the watering-place, which her howitzers completely +covered.</p> + +<p>Our people were charged to avoid offending the +natives in any way during their casual intercourse. +Under these auspices our watering progressed quickly +and well.</p> + +<p>It was not considered prudent to venture into +the interior on shooting excursions, but we heard that + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_103">[103]</span> +there were partridges and quail, wild ducks, snipe, +and teal. Monkeys, doves, and pigeons we saw. +The beef we found particularly good.</p> + +<p>We went to see what they call their races, which +were held in an open space not far from the town, +and observed groups of savage, but picturesque-looking +men, mounted on spirited, strong-built +small horses, of the Manila or Spanish breed; they +were generally well armed, bearing each a spear or +lance.</p> + +<p>Presently a man would dash out from the rest +as a challenge; then one from another group, or +perhaps from the same, would ride up alongside; +then both would start off in lines of their own +choosing, in a brisk trot; at which pace the races were +generally contested.</p> + +<p>On several occasions I noticed a ruffian, apparently +mounted no better than his neighbours, start out +from the crowd; but no one seemed to accept the +challenge.</p> + +<p>These men were a sort of bravos, whom nobody +cared to quarrel with, and such an offence as beating +them at a race would be sure to end in a brawl.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 30.</div> + +<p>This was the day appointed for Sir James Brooke’s +interview with the Sultan of Sulu. We landed in +full dress at ten o’clock. Having walked over the +sea suburbs, and arrived at the beach, we found a +guard of honour and attendants waiting to conduct +Brooke to the Sultan’s presence; they were a motley +group, but made themselves useful in clearing the way.</p> + +<p>Passing within the outer stockade, we arrived, after +a few minutes’ walk, at the royal residence.</p> + +<p>It was walled in and fortified. A large space was +enclosed by double rows of heavy piles driven into +the earth, about 5 feet apart, and the space filled + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_104">[104]</span> +up with large stones and earth, making a solid wall +15 feet high, with embrasures, or rather portholes, in +convenient places for cannon, out of which we noticed +some rusty muzzles. Passing through a massive +gateway, well flanked with guns and loopholes, we +entered a large court, in which some two thousand +persons were assembled, armed, and in their best +apparel, but observing no sort of order. It was a +wild and novel sight.</p> + +<p>Malays are always armed. The kris to them is +what the sword was to an English gentleman in the +Middle Ages. Every person who, by virtue of his +rank, or on any other pretext, could gain admittance, +was in attendance on this occasion; for our Rajah +had become a justly celebrated man in the great +Eastern Archipelago, and was an object of curiosity. +The audience-chamber was not large. A table +covered with green cloth ran across the centre of it. +Above the table, and round the upper end of the +room, sat a brilliant semicircle of personages, the +Sultan occupying a raised seat in the centre.</p> + +<p>His Highness gave us a gracious reception, shaking +hands with each officer as he was presented. +This ceremony over, chairs were placed for Sir +James and his suite. The scene was striking and +gay.</p> + +<p>The Sultan is a young-looking man, but with a +dull and vacant expression, produced by too frequent +a use of opium. His lips were red with the mixture +of betel-nut and siri leaf which he chewed. He was +dressed in rich silks, red and green the predominant +colours. A large jewel sparkled in his turban, and +he carried a magnificent kris.</p> + +<p>The entire court was dressed in rich coloured +brocades and silks, and many of the guard wore + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_105">[105]</span> +ancient chain armour, covering the arms, and reaching +from throat to knee, their heads protected by +skull-caps to match.</p> + +<p>Those armed with sword, spear, and kris did not +look amiss, but two sentries, placed to guard the +entrance to this ancient hall of audience, each shouldering +a shabby-looking old Tower musket, of which +they seemed very proud, had an absurd effect.</p> + +<p>Although no actual treaty was concluded, Sir +James Brooke paved the way for opening up commerce, +and for cultivating a better understanding +with the natives.</p> + +<p>Mr. Windham had been trying to persuade the +Sulus to hoist the St. George’s Cross in their trading +prahus, as a badge of peaceful mercantile occupation, +by which they might be known to our cruisers, but +this suggestion had not yet been adopted.</p> + + + + +<hr class='chap x-ebookmaker-drop'> +<div class='chapter'> +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_106">[106]</span></p> +<h2 class='nobreak' id='CHAPTER_XL'>CHAPTER XL</h2> +</div> + +<p class='chap-title'><span class="smcap"><span class='ships'>Mæander</span>—Cruising in the Sulu Sea</span></p> + + +<div class='sidenote'>1849. +Jan. 3.</div> + +<p>We quitted Sulu with regret. I liked Windham—a +comical mixture of English honesty and native +cunning.</p> + +<p>Standing along the coast to the eastward, at 8 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span> +came to in a beautiful and secure anchorage, +protected by the Island of Toolyan, said to belong +to the English. Natives frightened. The scenery, +although no Kina-Balu, was more beautiful than any +we had yet seen.</p> + +<p>Our late arrival caused the same consternation as +at Sulu. The same noise and flitting about of lights; +until one fine fellow, determined to risk his life for +the community, paddled alongside. When our pacific +intentions were made known confidence was quickly +established.</p> + +<p>This island is separated from Sulu by a narrow +strait. It appeared well cultivated; there were gardeners +on shore and fishermen afloat, the people +more peaceably inclined than their neighbours; but +we did not trouble them, and proceeded for Samboangan.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 4.</div> + +<p>Our invalids improved, with the exception of the +chaplain, whose health caused anxiety.</p> + +<p>The excitement and interest of our cruise rather + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_107">[107]</span> +increased as we proceeded. On the 5th we anchored +off the Bolod Islands, and landed to search for the +eggs of a bird which, from the description given us, +we supposed to be the Megapodius.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 8.</div> + +<p>Anchored off the west coast of the island of +Basilair, the largest of the Sulu Archipelago, on which +the Spaniards have established a small settlement, not +without trouble, the inhabitants being hostile and +warlike, keeping their garrison on the alert. The +French squadron, under Admiral Cecille, sustained +some loss in an attack by boats here. The next +day we worked our way between numerous small +but beautiful islands, only regretting we had not +time to explore them.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>The +Philippines.</div> + +<p>At 9 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span> we came to off the fort of Samboangan. +On the following morning saluted the Spanish flag.</p> + +<p>The settlement is on the south part of the +Philippine group, and its population reinforced by +convicts from Manila.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 9.</div> + +<p>The inhabitants are fierce, and celebrated for their +piratical propensities. We much enjoyed a few days +in this comparatively civilised place.</p> + +<p>Owing to the clever management of the Governor, +Don Cayetano de Figueroa, Colonel of Engineers, a +very sociable system of society prevailed, uniting all +classes—the proud Spanish dames not refusing to +meet in the same ballroom the pretty half-caste +women who during the mornings were engaged in +washing clothes or retailing eggs and poultry in the +market.</p> + +<p>The hospitality of the Governor provided for us at +his residence early every morning a cup of excellent +chocolate. After <i lang='hi'>chôta hazari</i>, horses being in +readiness, he would accompany us, pointing out +everything worth seeing.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_108">[108]</span></p> + +<p>The settlement of Samboangan lies within narrow +boundaries; but in the immediate vicinity of the town +the land was highly cultivated.</p> + +<p>In our rides we were attended by boys carrying +our guns, the jungle abounding in varieties of doves +and pigeons, also a bantam fowl.</p> + +<p>We had dances and dinners on shore and on +board; indeed it was with no small regret we took +leave of our kind and hospitable friends.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 14.</div> + +<p>There is much in these regions to interest the +conchologist and to reward his researches among the +rocks and seaweeds: finding I was a collector, the +officers of the Spanish marine supplied me from +their private collections with some beautiful specimens +of the spondylus and chama.</p> + +<p>We left Samboangan in company with a fleet of +gunboats that would have done credit to any nation.</p> + +<p>It must be confessed that in <em>systematic</em> protection +to the commerce of their respective seas both Spain +and Holland surpass us. The Spaniards, alive to +the truth that commerce and piracy cannot co-exist, +have long since maintained such a naval force as +has not only driven away, but <em>keeps</em> at a distance +from the Philippine Islands, those hordes who used +to inflict on their marine traffic such sacrifice of life +and property.</p> + +<p>The Dutch, true to the same policy, and perhaps +even more happy in its exercise, have by a system of +vigilance along the whole coast of Java, so eradicated +piracy from the Celebes, that murderers have +been converted into merchants.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 16.</div> + +<p>Observing a sandbank to the north-west not +mentioned in our charts, we hauled up, intending to +anchor near it and ascertain its correct position.</p> + +<p>With reduced sail we neared the island; and with + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_109">[109]</span> +the leads going, look-out men at the masthead, and +occasional cast of the deep-sea lead, we approached +the lee side and got within cables’ length of the beach +without obtaining bottom at 120 fathoms.</p> + +<p>A line of breakers with overfalls extended off the +north-west end, having the appearance of a shelf of +rocks, but these proved to be nothing but a tide +ripple as we stood near. The island was small, and +had the same appearance all round. On landing +we found a patch of glaring white sand, without +a vestige of vegetation, surrounded by a belt of +coral about a mile and a half in circumference, and +so steep that I believe we might have rubbed the +sides of the <span class='ships'>Mæander</span> against it without obtaining +bottom.</p> + +<p>We found on this lonely coral island the solitary +grave of a Mussulman. Here was, indeed, a resting-place +likely to be undisturbed.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Cagayan +Sulu, +Jan. 19.</div> + +<p>Came to in ten fathoms, about a mile off the +south side of Cagayan, and commenced our examination +of the curious circular lake before mentioned. +The entrance is by a gap. This, however, is crossed +by a bank of coral, which at low water is nearly dry, +so to exclude any boat larger than a canoe. Just +outside the middle of the bar was a small island of +rock and sandstone, with a sufficient shelter to make +an excellent shaded spot for our picnic.</p> + +<p>On passing the bar we found ourselves inside a +magnificent circular lake of deep blue water, with +a circumference of about three miles, and completely +encircled by sandstone cliffs, upwards of 200 feet +in height and nearly perpendicular, covered with +shrubs.</p> + +<p>In the natural barriers of this remarkable enclosure +only two small breaks occurred—one was the gap + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_110">[110]</span> +by which we entered, the other was on the E.N.E. +side.</p> + +<p>Nothing could be more luxuriant than the growth +of trees and shrubs, their trunks and branches covered +with a variety of beautiful orchids in brilliant blossom +hanging in festoons to the water’s edge.</p> + +<p>Over our heads, disturbed by such unusual visitors, +numbers of pigeons flew to and fro, while many +varieties of the parrot uttered remonstrances.</p> + +<p>Formed ourselves into small parties—some to +haul the seine, others in search of shells, while a +third explored the gap on the north-east side, clambering +up without any anticipation of a further +treat.</p> + +<p>At a height of about eighty feet another beautiful +but smaller lake burst in sight, circular in form, and +as nearly as possible similar to that which they had +left.</p> + +<p>The two lakes were separated by a natural wall; +and the spectator standing on its narrow edge could, +by a turn of head, look at the depth of thirty feet on +the inner lake, or on the outer one, eighty feet beneath +him.</p> + +<p>Men and axes were procured from the ship, the +trees were cut down and a path made up the gap, and +so over to the fresh-water lake. A raft was constructed, +and with a small boat belonging to the +tender launched upon the water.</p> + +<p>Our operations drew some natives to the spot, +who expostulated and informed us that the water of +the upper lake was sacred, and had never yet been +desecrated by the presence of a canoe; that the Spirit +of the Lake (by description, a fiery dragon of the +worst order) would be annoyed at the innovation: +nothing would induce them to venture on it. + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_111">[111]</span> +These scruples were, however, got over by a glass +of grog.</p> + +<p>The inner lake was the finer of the two; it might +at one time, by some volcanic convulsion, have risen +and burst through its barriers at this spot into the +lower basin, which in turn may have formed the gap +in the outer side.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 20.</div> + +<p>We now took up our old berth in the south-west +bay of Cagayan Sulu, and commenced an active +barter for stock; this, however, was brought to a +sudden close on the 22nd, the natives taking fright +at our shell practice. We were exercising at general +quarters, and a few of them had remained to see +the shot strike the target; but the double report +produced by these missiles was too much for Sulu +nerves.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 23.</div> + +<p>Sailed, making for the northward of Banguey, +anchoring occasionally.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 28.</div> + +<p>Came to in Victoria Bay, Labuan, and soon +after landed Rajah Brooke, restored to comparative +health.</p> + +<p>Found orders for our being in China by the end +of March. Labuan is much improved, residences +having been shifted to where they ought to have been +at the beginning. Hugh Low better.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 30.</div> + +<p>Breakfasted with, and took leave of, the Rajah, +who shortly after went to Sarawak. Weighed for +Singapore.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 31.</div> + +<p>Young Dalyell dined with me to keep his pretty +sister Bijou’s birthday.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 1.</div> + +<p>Anchored in Singapore Roads. Further orders +for China, the Commander-in-Chief thinking it +advisable to have a force ready in case the Government +should have to enforce the treaty made by Sir +John Davis with the Chinese Government in 1847, + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_112">[112]</span> +by which the gates of the city of Canton were to be +opened to foreigners.</p> + +<p>This treaty was likely to be disregarded by the +Chinese, according to opportunity, when the immediate +danger should be removed: it was made at +the bayonet point, while our troops were in possession +of the environs of the Celestial City.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 2.</div> + +<p>Among memos the Chief left was one directing +any ship on her way to Hong Kong to bring three +heavy spars that were waiting passage to the Government +House for mast, topmast, and yard.</p> + +<p>One was ninety-six feet long, a beautiful straight +stick, but heavy as lead, which no other ship on the +station could or would carry. How to get it on +board was a difficulty.</p> + +<p>Luckily we had a brig-of-war at anchor: I removed +the cabin stern windows on the starboard +side, and the bulkheads of the fore and after cabins. +Secured the main-deck guns in-board fore and aft. +The war-brig undertook to lift one end of the spar +to the level of our main-deck.</p> + +<p>On board we had power enough to draw it to +a snug berth, which gave us a list. The topmast +and yard we secured to the main and mizzen chains +on the port side.</p> + +<p>We were going to Hong Kong, but were not +afraid of the war junks even in our disabled state.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 17.</div> + +<p>Sailed for China, shaping our course so as to communicate +with Sarawak and Labuan.</p> + +<p><span class='ships'>Auckland</span> sailed before us with our marines, and +poor Hannan, our chaplain, invalided. I shall miss +him much. Eleven of this fine corps of marines had +become victims to Labuan fever.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 25.</div> + +<p>Left the ship, which came to off Santobong, in +gig, up the river to Sarawak.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_113">[113]</span></p> + +<p>Kindly received by Brooke, who had returned. +The place flourishing, but too many useless hangers-on +about him! Took up the mail; no time to +spare.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 26.</div> + +<p>Up early. Succeeded in getting on board in one +tide. Weighed at once.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 22.</div> + +<p>Caught a shark this afternoon—the first, by the +bye, in this ship. Measured about 5 feet, but amazingly +powerful. He was cut up and eaten within +twenty minutes of his coming on board.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 30.</div> + +<p>Arrived early in Hong Kong Harbour. Found +the Admiral recovering from the effects of a paralytic +stroke—poor, dear old boy!—very game though. +When I reported having the spars on board, he +said, “More fool you; if I could not bring them in +a line-of-battle ship, how were you to do it in a +frigate?”</p> + +<p>A most effective squadron met together, commanded +by an unusually nice set of fellows:—</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Hong +Kong, +Mar. 31.</div> + +<p><span class='ships'>Hastings</span> (Flag), <span class='ships'>Albatros</span>, 12, Commander, Arthur +Farquhar; <span class='ships'>Scout</span>, 14, Commander, Frederick Johnstone; +<span class='ships'>Pilot</span>, 12, Edmund M. Lyons; <span class='ships'>Columbine</span>, +16, John C. D. Hay; <span class='ships'>Arab</span>, 12, William Morris; +<span class='ships'>Inflexible</span>, 6, steam sloop, John C. Hoseason; and +the <span class='ships'>Fury</span>, 6, steam sloop, James Wilcox; the two +latter at Whampoa. Tiffin with Farquhar.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>April 2.</div> + +<p>Dined with General Staveley, C.B.; he an old +friend at the Mauritius in 1829.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>April 4.</div> + +<p>Chinese reply, refusing to comply with the Treaty +of Sir John Davis, and we about to pocket the +insult.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>April 10.</div> + +<p>Finding there was no intention on the part of our +Government to enforce the Davis Treaty, the Chief +left in <span class='ships'>Inflexible</span> to visit the northern ports; he ordered +<span class='ships'>Hastings</span> to Singapore, dispersed the sloops, <span class='ships'>Albatros</span> + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_114">[114]</span> +to Borneo, and the others to their respective stations +at the ports in China, opened to trade by the Pottinger +Treaty. <span class='ships'>Mæander</span> was left to take care of Hong +Kong.</p> + +<p>How little our Government knew about China.</p> + +<figure class="figcenter" id='i_114'> + <img class="h100" src="images/i_114.jpg" alt=""> + <figcaption><span class='ships'>Mæander</span>, Hong Kong. + Manned Yards on Departure of Sir Francis Collier.</figcaption> +</figure> + + + + +<hr class='chap x-ebookmaker-drop'> +<div class='chapter'> +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_115">[115]</span></p> +<h2 class='nobreak' id='CHAPTER_XLI'>CHAPTER XLI</h2> +</div> + +<p class='chap-title'><span class="smcap"><span class='ships'>Mæander</span>—Hong Kong</span></p> + + +<div class='sidenote'>1849. +Hong +Kong, +April to +May.</div> + +<p>Nothing unusual took place during our stay here. +Various acts of piracy, attended by cruel murders, +occurred between Hong Kong and the entrance to +the Canton River; but this could not be called +unusual.</p> + +<p>Some of the rogues were taken by the <span class='ships'>Inflexible</span>, +and six of them hanged at West Point; but so little +effect had this example that a fresh act of piracy was +committed within sight of the suspended sinners and +the sentry’s musket.</p> + +<p>The Admiral returned in the <span class='ships'>Fury</span> on the 20th +May, much benefited by his trip to the northern +ports.</p> + +<p>He sailed again on the 26th, leaving us to await +the arrival of the <span class='ships'>Amazon</span>, 26, from England. She +came in the following day, and we prepared to return +to our old station in the Eastern Archipelago; but +before our departure an event occurred which gave +an unanticipated notoriety to our short sojourn.</p> + +<p>Were I to pass it unnoticed, my motive might be +mistaken; but as the narrative must unavoidably be +egotistical, those of my readers who have no inclination +to discuss a point of international law, nor to see +how it was decided, on this occasion at least, by a + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_116">[116]</span> +British boat’s crew and a party of marines, may pass +to the next chapter.</p> + +<p>Just before the arrival of the <span class='ships'>Amazon</span>, I received +an invitation, through my young friend, Mr. Robert +Ellice (Honorary Secretary on the occasion), to act +as joint umpire with Commodore Geisinger, United +States Navy, at a regatta which had been got up, +chiefly by Mr. Bush, the American Consul at Hong +Kong—he kindly giving a cup to be sailed for.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June.</div> + +<p>The event was to come off, weather permitting, +on the 8th June. To this proposal I cheerfully +acceded.</p> + +<p>As the <span class='ships'>Medea</span>, Commander Lockyer, was cruising +outside for the suppression of piracy, and the <span class='ships'>Columbine</span>, +Commander John Dalrymple Hay, was coming +down from Whampoa about that time for provisions, +I wrote to each of these officers, inviting them to +meet me; and as I had to give up the charge of the +station to Captain Troubridge of the <span class='ships'>Amazon</span> (which +could be done as well at Macao), we agreed to meet +there on the 7th.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Macao, +June 7.</div> + +<p>The American squadron, consisting of the <span class='ships'>Plymouth</span>, +the <span class='ships'>Peebles</span>, and the <span class='ships'>Dolphin</span>, added to our +own, made a gay show in the roads; the Hong +Kong steamers were also called into requisition, and +brought nearly all those who had not found their +way in the men-of-war.</p> + +<p>Having fired the usual salute on arrival, I proceeded +with Captain Troubridge on the following +morning to pay our respects to the Governor, Don +Joao Maria Farriera do Amaral.</p> + +<p>I may here mention he was a captain in the +Portuguese Navy—a gallant and distinguished +officer.</p> + +<p>He lost his right arm by a cannon shot, when + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_117">[117]</span> +eighteen years of age, leading a storming party at +Itaparica in Brazil.</p> + +<p>He had served also in the fleet of Don Pedro +under Sir Charles Napier, and spoke and understood +English as well as we did.</p> + +<p>Don Joao received us most cordially, and in the +course of conversation said he had broken through +a rule, by accepting an invitation to dine with Mr. +Forbes (an American gentleman to whom we were +likewise engaged), as he would not forego the pleasure +of meeting his brother officers.</p> + +<p>Taking our leave, we proceeded to the room in +which we were to arrange the starting of the vessels +for the cup.</p> + +<p>At the door I was met by Captain Staveley, Military +Secretary to his father, General Staveley, C.B., commanding +at Hong Kong, who requested my assistance +in getting a gentleman released, who had been imprisoned +the previous evening, he believed, for not +saluting the “Host,” during a procession on the Feast +of Corpus Christi.</p> + +<p>I immediately expressed my willingness to apply +to the Governor, remarking that he was a very good +fellow, and I was sure would not hesitate to comply +with my request.</p> + +<p>Accordingly, Troubridge and myself, accompanied +by Captain Staveley, returned to the Government +House.</p> + +<p>Without waiting to be announced, we proceeded +at once to the apartment in which we had just before +left Señor Amaral, and we found him seated with the +French Chargé d’Affaires, M. le Baron de Forth +Rouen.</p> + +<p>I apologised for the intrusion; His Excellency, +rising, accompanied me to one of the windows.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_118">[118]</span></p> + +<p>I then stated that I was come to ask a favour—that +he would be so kind as to give an order for the +release of a Mr. Summers, who, it appeared, had been +confined in the common prison all night for not +saluting the “Host.”</p> + +<p>I concluded by remarking that, in all probability, +His Excellency had heard nothing of the business.</p> + +<p>To this he sharply replied, that not only did he +know all about it, but that the person in question +had been confined by his order.</p> + +<p>I then remarked to His Excellency that the +punishment (Mr. Summers had been confined in +the common jail, without food, since five o’clock +the previous afternoon) had surely been equal to +the offence; and I again expressed a hope that the +Governor would order his release.</p> + +<p>On this he stated that Mr. Summers was sent to +prison, not for any disrespect to the “Host,” “for +which he (the Governor) cared, perhaps, as little as +I did,” but for disobeying his order.</p> + +<p>I inquired, “What order?”</p> + +<p>He replied, “The order I gave him to take his +hat off.”</p> + +<p>I then said, “Do I understand your Excellency +rightly, that you could order any person you chose +to take off his hat in the open streets?”</p> + +<p>To this he replied, “Exactly so.”</p> + +<p>I then said that this altered the case, and that I +must now request the immediate liberation of Mr. +Summers, as I could not consider that the alleged +offence for which he was imprisoned was any crime +at all.</p> + +<p>I further added that I could hardly believe that +I had heard now, in the nineteenth century, the +Governor of a Portuguese settlement assert that he + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_119">[119]</span> +had imprisoned a British subject for refusing to take +his hat off in the open streets, when ordered by him, +through a soldier, to do so.</p> + +<p>The Governor replied that I was not acquainted +with Portuguese law.</p> + +<p>I said, “Very likely not, but I know what common +justice is”; and, having bowed, retired.</p> + +<p>When I had got halfway down the steps, the +Governor, calling me by name, asked if I came to +demand Mr. Summers’s liberation as a right, or to ask +it as a favour.</p> + +<p>I replied, that while I believed Mr. Summers had +neglected to take off his hat, as was customary, on +the passing of one of the religious ceremonies of the +country, I had asked it as a personal favour; but since +His Excellency had explained that Mr. Summers was +confined for what I conceived to be no crime at all, +I really could not, in the position I then occupied, +ask for his liberation as a favour.</p> + +<p>After this unexpected termination to our interview, +we retired to the residence of my friend, Mr. +Patrick Stewart, situated within a few doors of +Government House, to consider with Captain Troubridge +what steps should next be taken.</p> + +<p>I felt it my duty to demand in writing the +immediate release of Mr. Summers; considering, +however, the warm temperament of Señor do Amaral, +and the bearing towards me which he had already +assumed, I could scarcely augur for the more formal +application that success which had been denied to my +friendly intercession.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 8.</div> + +<p>I thought it advisable, therefore, to make the +necessary arrangements in anticipation of denial.</p> + +<p>Owing to the shoalness of the water, no ship of +any size could anchor within three miles of the landing + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_120">[120]</span> +place. The boats of the squadron were preparing +to pull at the regatta.</p> + +<p>I sent a gig off to the First Lieutenant of the +<span class='ships'>Mæander</span>, with an order to him to make the signal, +“Prepare to land boats for service.”</p> + +<p>Captain Staveley, in the meantime, undertook to +make himself acquainted, without exciting suspicion, +with the position and state of the prison, the route to +it, and how it was guarded, etc.</p> + +<p>To effect this he assumed a white jacket, the +usual costume of mercantile gentlemen; and, taking +with him a basket of fruit, he walked up and obtained +an interview with the prisoner, returning with the information +we required.</p> + +<p>I wrote and sent off by Captain Troubridge an +official letter to the Governor, demanding, as senior +naval officer, the immediate release of Summers.</p> + +<p>To which he replied, saying he considered himself +within his right in ordering the man to take his hat +off, and waiving the religious aspect of the offence.</p> + +<p>To dance attendance beyond this point on Portuguese +justice at Macao seemed to me unworthy of +my position and hopeless as to the object.</p> + +<p>I was referred to the Judge, who, in his turn, would +have referred me back to the Governor, whose tool he +was, and with whom alone I could properly hold +official intercourse; in the meantime Mr. Summers +must lie in prison awaiting the “course of law,” +which had before now left British subjects to die incarcerated +in this very prison.</p> + +<p>I decided on liberating him at once.</p> + +<p>To do so with the least possible risk of a disastrous +incident was now the great object.</p> + +<p>A second boat being despatched to the <span class='ships'>Mæander</span>, +with directions that the signal should be made “Boats + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_121">[121]</span> +to land immediately,” I went on board the <span class='ships'>Canton</span> +steamer, which was moored off the town, and took my +place as umpire at the regatta, which was about to +commence.</p> + +<p>We started the sailing-boats, and, shortly afterwards +observing some of the boats on their way to +the shore in obedience to signal, I excused myself +for a few minutes and again landed.</p> + +<p>The first boat to arrive was the <span class='ships'>Mæander’s</span> barge, +commanded by Mr. Burnaby, with a crew of twelve +blue-jackets and six marines. I asked Staveley +whether he thought he could, by a <i lang='fr'>coup-de-main</i>, +release Mr. Summers with that one boat’s crew?</p> + +<p>To this he gallantly replied that he had no +objection to try, stipulating only, like a good general, +that I should secure his retreat.</p> + +<p>Upon this I requested Burnaby, who had charge +of the barge’s crew, to attend to his wishes.</p> + +<p>Passing quickly through a house which had a back +entrance to the Senate Square, and so to the street in +which the prison stood, Staveley and his party immediately +proceeded.</p> + +<p>The cutter from the <span class='ships'>Mæander</span> arriving next, I +directed its crew to take charge of the house through +which Captain Staveley had passed, placing sentries at +each door.</p> + +<p>The third boat had just arrived, when my attention +was attracted towards Senate Square by the report of +musketry.</p> + +<p>Leaving orders with the officer in charge of the +landing-place to pay <em>every attention</em> to His Excellency +should he land before my return (which was not improbable, +since he must have seen all that was going +on from on board the <span class='ships'>Plymouth</span>), I was hastening +to the scene of action, when I met Captain Staveley + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_122">[122]</span> +walking down, arm-in-arm, with Mr. Summers, the +rear brought up by the barge’s crew.</p> + +<p>I immediately sent to stop the disembarkation of +any more men.</p> + +<p>The whole business from the landing of the +barge’s crew until their return to the boat with Mr. +Summers did not occupy a quarter of an hour.</p> + +<p>The arms from the launch and barge were transferred +to the pinnace, and the boats, with the exception +of those which were to pull for the prizes, +were ordered back to their respective ships.</p> + +<p>I returned to the <span class='ships'>Canton</span>, and had the pleasure of +seeing the two best prizes won by the launch and +barge of the <span class='ships'>Mæander</span>.</p> + +<p>I learned from Staveley that his party had to cross +the Square to get to the street in which the prison +was situated. On the left side of the Square was the +entrance to the arsenal, near which was a battery of +four field-pieces with a guard.</p> + +<p>When abreast of this battery, Staveley directed +Burnaby, with the blue-jackets, to possess themselves +of the guns and remain there until his return, he +proceeding with the marines to the prison.</p> + +<p>The sentry at the prison presented his musket +at Staveley, upon which the corporal of marines +wounded him in the arm, causing him to drop his +musket. This proved to be superfluous, as the +musket was found to be unloaded.</p> + +<p>The jailer dropping his bunch of keys, and the +guard having vanished, the liberation of Mr. Summers +was the work of a few seconds.</p> + +<p>I am sorry, however, to add that this object was +not effected without one serious casualty: a Portuguese +soldier was killed by a musket-shot, whether +from the weapon of his countrymen we could not + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_123">[123]</span> +determine; the victim was said to have been unarmed.</p> + +<p>Captain Staveley in his official report stated that +some shots were exchanged between our men and +the Portuguese, the latter firing into the Square +from the windows of the barracks, in which way they +probably killed their own comrade; but the point is +not worth discussing, as it could neither lessen nor +increase my responsibility.</p> + +<p>For this I was reprimanded by the Admiralty, and +thanked by Lord Palmerston.</p> + + + + +<hr class='chap x-ebookmaker-drop'> + +<div class='chapter'> +<p><span class='pagenum' id='Page_124'>[124]</span></p> + +<figure class="figcenter" id='i_124'> + <img class="h100" src="images/i_124.jpg" alt=""> + <figcaption>A Spanish Galleon.</figcaption> +</figure> + +<h2 class='nobreak' id='CHAPTER_XLII'>CHAPTER XLII</h2> +</div> + +<p class='chap-title'><span class="smcap">In Eastern Seas</span></p> + + +<div class='sidenote'>1849. +Macao, +June 9.</div> + +<p>We left the scene of this “untoward event” on the +morning of June 9. On the 21st anchored in +Manila Bay.</p> + +<p>Respecting either the Bay or the City, it would +be difficult to write anything new, having so recently +described the visit of the <span class='ships'>Dido</span> to this hospitable +place.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 21.</div> + +<p>We were interested in the remains of an old +Spanish galleon, at anchor off Cavite Point; the +same class so greedily sought by our cruisers in +days gone by.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 2.</div> + +<p>Sailed from Manila, July 2.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Balabec, +July 16.</div> + +<p>In these intricate seas it took most of the day for +the master and myself to study the charts and sailing +directions, as supplied by the Admiralty.</p> + +<p>We so arranged that the master should keep the +middle, while I took charge of the morning watch.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_125">[125]</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 17.</div> + +<p>It was on the 17th that I relieved the master; he +assuring me that we were now past, as far as the +Admiralty charts and directions were concerned, all +dangers, and that I might wash decks or make sail +as I liked.</p> + +<p>Decided on making sail, standing to the westward +in open sea; nothing in sight.</p> + +<p>This done, we were in the act of coiling up +ropes for washing decks, while on the starboard-hammock +netting I felt that unpleasant sensation of +the ship scraping the bottom, just as the headsman +sang out, “nine fathoms.”</p> + +<p>She would not answer her helm, but stuck +fast.</p> + +<p>As the sails came down and hands turned up, +boatswain piped “Out boats,” the other watch rushed +to their stations, as good men will, without inquiring +the cause.</p> + +<p>We had taken the ground at the top of high-water; +boats went away to sound. Booms and +spars over the side to support her, as the tide left; +guns slung, buoyed, and cast overboard.</p> + +<p>Pinnace, Lieutenant Comber, sent to Labuan for +assistance. The launch laid out best bower-anchor +in the direction in which we came.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 18.</div> + +<p>The next morning at half-past seven the ship +lifted.</p> + +<p>The heaviest part was the weighing and replacing +guns. The launch lifted the guns and brought +them alongside; the main-yard tackle, properly +secured, had to weigh them, the fall was passed +round the quarter-deck capstan.</p> + +<p>Boys manned the bars and ran round; but +when the gun reached the surface it required men +at the capstan to hoist it over the hammock netting.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_126">[126]</span></p> + +<figure class="figcenter" id='i_126'> + <a href='images/i_126.jpg'><img class="h100" src="images/i_126-t.jpg" alt=""></a> + <figcaption><span class='ships'>Mæander</span> on Shore.</figcaption> +</figure> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_127">[127]</span></p> + +<p>I mention this to show what every engineer +knows, the extraordinary power and buoyancy of +salt water.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 19.</div> + +<p>By breakfast-time we were steering, with all sail +set, for Balambangan; and, if the rusty appearance +of the muzzles of the guns had not told tales, no +one who met us could have seen that anything had +happened.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 20.</div> + +<p>Met in Kimanis Bay the H.E.T.C. steam-frigate +<span class='ships'>Semiramis</span>, Commander Daniell, with our +pinnace in tow. They manned the rigging and +gave us three hearty cheers.</p> + +<p>Comber told me that, after the tide fell, the ship +had the appearance of lying on the top of a hill.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 22.</div> + +<p>Came to off Coal Point, Labuan. Coal had +become so scarce at Singapore that the Commander-in-Chief +had sent to borrow some from the Dutch +Government at Batavia.</p> + +<p>All the surface coal had been picked off by the +then contractors, before the Charter was granted +to the Eastern Archipelago Company to supply +our steamers, and that part of the seam at which +they were now working was some 200 yards from +the water’s edge.</p> + +<p>By working in the cool of the morning and +evening, we put on board in a few days 150 tons, +filling the after-hold.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 13.</div> + +<p>We had just completed our dirty job, when the +news reached us that the Sekarran and Serebas +pirates had put to sea, and that the <span class='ships'>Albatros</span>, Captain +Farquhar, accompanied by Sir James Brooke +and his native force, was out in search of them: by +the time we got to the Bornean coast the fleet of +pirates had been destroyed. Conceive my ill-luck! +Lucky Farquhar!</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_128">[128]</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 20.</div> + +<p>Arrived at Singapore. Ran with our cargo into +New Harbour by the western entrance.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 24.</div> + +<p><span class='ships'>Hastings</span>, with flag flying, arrived in the roads +in tow of <span class='ships'>Fury</span> from Trincomalee.</p> + +<p>Having reported to the Admiralty the natural +advantages of the Inner Harbour of Singapore as +a coaling-station over twelve months ago, and no +notice having been taken of my letter, I now sent a +similar statement, with survey, to the Secretary of +the P. and O. Company.</p> + +<p>Found the <span class='ships'>Australia</span> schooner at Singapore, sent +to us by the Admiral from Trincomalee, to man and +take to Sydney for the Colonial Government. Sent +Lieutenant Comber and eight men in charge of +her.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 13.</div> + +<p><span class='ships'>Hastings</span> left for China in tow of <span class='ships'>Fury</span>; a farewell +salute for Sir Francis Collier.</p> + +<p>[To my sorrow we never met again. He died +in China shortly after we left the station.]</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 24.</div> + +<p>We took leave of our many kind friends, and +proceeded on a more interesting voyage than usually +falls to the lot of a man-of-war.</p> + +<p>Our orders were, after having removed the garrison +and stores from Port Essington, to visit Sydney +and Auckland, and call at the Friendly and Society +Islands on our way to Valparaiso.</p> + +<p>With these instructions came a private letter from +Rear-Admiral J. W. Deans Dundas, Second Sea +Lord, from which I quote the following:—</p> + +<div class='blockquot'> +<p>I need not recommend Lead and Look Out to ye, but +the Straits are difficult and so are Society Islands.</p> + +<p>Keep <span class='ships'>Mæander</span> off the ground, and when there is a +doubt, put her head round. God speed ye.—Yours faithfully,</p> + +<div class='signature'> +<p class='right pr1'><span class="smcap">J. W. D. Dundas</span>.</p> +</div></div> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_129">[129]</span></p> + +<p>The <span class='ships'>Australia</span> was sent in advance, with +directions to wait for us in the Straits of Sunda. +We ran between the Islands of Banca and Billiton +on the 29th, and anchored in Anjer roads on +October 1.</p> + +<p>Anjer is nothing in itself: a small Dutch town +and fort, clean, as Dutch places are, with a large, +comparatively dirty-looking Malay village attached, +inhabited partly by Chinese.</p> + +<p>The tree of Anjer is a striking object, a Banyan +of great size, growing close to the landing-place. +From its summit rises a flagstaff, from which floats +the tricoloured flag of the Netherlands Government.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 1.</div> + +<p>Anjer is the resort of vessels passing through the +Straits, and may be considered the key of the +Eastern Archipelago. Letters left here, properly +addressed, find their way to any part of the +world.</p> + +<p>The boats which come alongside are laden with a +variety of fruits, vegetables, live-stock, monkeys, +parrots, etc., to suit the tastes and wants of the outward +or homeward bound traders.</p> + +<p>Having despatched the schooner to Sydney by the +western coast of Australia, we weighed on the afternoon +of October 3.</p> + +<p>Our route to the eastward for the next 3000 +miles lay between the 6th and 10th degrees of +latitude, during which we should pass a succession of +beautiful islands, with the sea in all probability so +smooth that a canoe might live in it: the finest +weather and the prevailing winds in our favour.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Java, +Oct. 6.</div> + +<p>A short run carried us into Batavia Roads. On +nearing this spacious anchorage, in which the flags +of all nations may be seen, from the prahus of the +Spice Islands to the fine traders of the United + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_130">[130]</span> +States, you are at once impressed with the idea that +you are approaching a large and opulent city.</p> + +<p>We passed inside the fortified island of Onrust, +on which stands the great Naval Arsenal.</p> + +<p>Saluted the Dutch Admiral, while running in, +with 13 guns, and the Netherlands flag with 21.</p> + +<p>A United States ship near us had a cargo of +Wenham Lake ice, the master of which sent to +inform our officers that they were welcome to as +much ice as they liked.</p> + +<p>I have always found much generosity and frankness +among the officers of the American marine.</p> + +<p>They “calculate” and they “guess,” and have +a fair notion of the value of a dollar, and are +smart fellows at a bargain; they occasionally deal +a little in the marvellous sea-serpent line, but they +are amusing, with one exception, which will appear +hereafter.</p> + +<p>Batavia deserves a great deal more notice than we +had time to bestow upon it, being the capital of all +the Dutch possessions in the Far East, with a mixed +population, chiefly Javanese, of about 120,000.</p> + +<p>Like Manila, the city is approached from seaward +by a long straight canal, running between two +massive walls; and, as there is a strong current +generally setting out, the easiest way to stem it is to +land the crew and track the boat.</p> + +<p>The houses near the sea, although large and +handsome buildings, are used for business purposes +only. The situation is on a swampy flat, and at +certain times unhealthy.</p> + +<p>The appearance of a British man-of-war is so +uncommon, that the <span class='ships'>Mæander</span> excited considerable +speculation; but when we had stated our destination, +and that our chief object was to pay our respects to + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_131">[131]</span> +His Serene Highness, Duke Bernard of Saxe-Weimar, +the explanation seemed to be satisfactory.</p> + +<p>I had met His Serene Highness last year at +Madeira.</p> + +<p>We were entertained at a grand dinner given by +the Duke of Saxe-Weimar, General and Commander-in-Chief, +whose example was followed by several of +the heads of departments. Dinners and balls followed +in rapid succession.</p> + +<p>The Batavia races took place while we were there, +most of the prizes being carried off by horses of +English breed. The enterprising members of this +Turf Club gave a ball and supper, and made their +appearance in scarlet coats.</p> + +<p>Even during this short stay in the roads, some of +those whose hammocks were in the fore-part of the +ship, and got the first of the land breeze, did not +escape the fatal effects of malaria.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 16.</div> + +<p>Sailed 16th. Kept along the Java Coast.</p> + +<p>The fishing-boats, or “flying canoes of Java,” as +they are not inaptly styled, were objects of surprise +and admiration. They are long, with just beam +enough to enable a man to sit between the gunwales.</p> + +<p>Passing Maduira and Java, we came abreast of +the Island of Bali, the only island in the Archipelago +where the two great forms in the Hindoo +religion, the Brahminical (the original) and the +Bhuddist (the reformed), exist together, undisturbed.</p> + +<p>Bali has a remarkably high peak; and looks like +a mountain sloping out into extensive fertile and rich +plains, producing two crops a year; and as we passed +along we saw abundance of cattle, fruit-trees, and +vegetables.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_132">[132]</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 5.</div> + +<p>It would be superfluous for me to attempt to +describe all the beautiful islands we passed.</p> + +<p>Beyond the influence of Dutch protection, no +more fishing canoes enlivened the scene; no smoke +rose from the numerous inlets along the coasts to +indicate the abodes of human beings. In the dense +green vegetation of the jungle, death-like stillness +reigned supreme.</p> + +<p>In the course of our run, we passed numerous +volcanic mountains; and when in the 123rd degree +of longitude, two islands attracted special attention.</p> + +<p>One, Comba, of a conical shape, had all day been +shooting up vast volumes of smoke. After dark, +when at the distance of a couple of miles, we opened +out the eastern side and observed the crater boiling +over in immense masses, rolling down the side of +the mountain, losing none of its brightness until it +reached the sea, boiling the water.</p> + +<figure class="figcenter" id='i_133'> + <a href='images/i_133.jpg'><img class="h100" src="images/i_133-t.jpg" alt=""></a> + <figcaption>Comba.</figcaption> +</figure> + +<p>After passing Timor, and shaping a course more +to the south-east, between the two small islands of +Babi and Kambing (Pig and Goat), leaving Welta +on our port side, we steered for Port Essington. A +strong current set us to the westward.</p> + +<p>When working up the Australian coast, we were +boarded by a canoe, with a crew of six of the veriest-looking +savages we had yet beheld.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 11.</div> + +<p>One pair of trousers, the only article of apparel +between them. The then wearer announced himself, +in tolerable English, as one of the tribe attached to +the settlement of Port Essington.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 12.</div> + +<p>We came to on the evening of November 12, +in the outer anchorage, and communicated to +Captain M‘Arthur, then in command of the Royal +Marines, the agreeable and unexpected intelligence +that we were come to remove them.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_134">[134]</span></p> + +<p>While the garrison rejoiced, the natives, especially +the women, showed their grief by cutting their +heads and faces with sharp flints, and otherwise disfiguring +their already unprepossessing persons.</p> + +<p>Port Essington is situated on Coburg Peninsula, +at the most northern part of Australia. It was +discovered by Captain Philip King, in his survey +between the years of 1818 and 1821; and formed, +after the settlements of Melville Island and Raffles +Bay had been abandoned, a harbour of refuge for +vessels bound through Torres Straits, as well as a +convenient place for holding commercial intercourse +with the Eastern Archipelago.</p> + +<p>The settlement was established by Captain Sir J. +Gordon Bremer in the <span class='ships'>Alligator</span>, assisted by Commander +Owen Stanley in the <span class='ships'>Britomart</span> in October +1838.</p> + +<p>They named the town Victoria: it consisted of a +few wooden houses and small huts, sufficient for the +accommodation of the garrison, built near the head of +the harbour, some sixteen miles from the entrance. +A better site might have been selected nearer the sea, +which would have been cooler, and better supplied +with water.</p> + +<figure class="figcenter" id='i_135'> + <img class="h100" src="images/i_135.jpg" alt=""> + <figcaption><span class='ships'>Mæander</span> off Port Essington.</figcaption> +</figure> + +<p>A deeper anchorage, too, might have been considered; +although, for convenience, we took the +<span class='ships'>Mæander</span> up off the settlement, we were much too +near the bottom had it been the stormy season.</p> + +<p>The country about Port Essington is undulating; +there are ranges of hills 10 or 15 miles from the +settlement, rising to about 450 feet, visible from the +harbour.</p> + +<p>It is an unhealthy climate; the most frequent +afflictions are intermittent fevers and impairment +of the digestive organs, caused by the moist heat of + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_136">[136]</span> +the land-locked harbour, the swamps, and mangrove +marshes.</p> + +<p>There are tribes of natives on Coburg Peninsula, +differing but little in physical appearance, manners, +and customs, but speaking a different dialect. They +meet occasionally to make corroboree, a kind of +dramatic dance, more famous for its noise than +anything else.</p> + +<p>A dread of invasion from the cannibal tribes in +the interior made them unite, and was another cause +of regret at the removal of the marines.</p> + +<figure class="figcenter" id='i_136'> + <img class="h100" src="images/i_136.jpg" alt=""> + <figcaption>An Australian Grave.</figcaption> +</figure> + +<p>When a native dies, he is wrapped in the bark of +a tree, and bound round with cord.</p> + +<p>A stage is made, by placing two forked branches, +eight or ten feet in height, upright in the ground, +the forks uppermost, distant from each other about +five or six feet and facing the tree.</p> + +<p>A piece of wood is placed transversely, resting on +the upright branches. Upon this inclined stage the +body, wrapped in its coffin of bark, is laid, and there +it remains.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_137">[137]</span></p> + +<p>These places of deposit are avoided by the natives. +Evil spirits haunt them; when they are obliged to +pass, they carry a fire-stick to propitiate the spirit +of darkness. Curiously enough, this mode of disposing +of their dead is common all over Australia, +and, to their credit, the blacks have never disturbed +or defaced the graves of the Europeans buried at +Port Essington.</p> + +<p>We only remained long enough to be amused and +interested with everything we saw, enjoying excursions +into the country; and the fact of my having +control over a quantity of damaged bread made the +natives very obliging.</p> + +<p>We had corroborees so often, that the kangaroo +dance was as well performed on the main-deck of the +<span class='ships'>Mæander</span>, thousands of miles from where it originated, +as we had seen it on the spot.</p> + +<p>During our stay, shooting-parties were got up. +The best of the lagoons are situated on the eastern +side of the harbour; where there is a succession of +them. The jungle, through which we rode, was +open below but shaded overhead.</p> + +<p>We were attended by marines who had been +longest on the station, more intelligent in the jungle +than the natives, who joined us for the sake of what +they were likely to get to eat, were cheerful and +obliging, and useful in carrying our ammunition, +provender, and tents.</p> + +<p>Among the marines there were a few who, having +a taste for that sort of life, had for years supplied the +settlement with game, and eventually became experienced +hunters, and excelled the natives in sagacity +in all that appertains to the mysteries of the jungle.</p> + +<p>These men alone were enough to make a bush-party +agreeable.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_138">[138]</span></p> + +<p>Highest in military rank was Sergeant Copp, a +steady, untiring, keen sportsman. Corporals Rowe, +Chalford, and Jeffries were all good shots, good-tempered, +hard-working fellows, for whom the +natives would do anything.</p> + +<p>It was wonderful to see the dexterity with which +they would light a fire and erect a bush-hut.</p> + +<p>They were all cooks; Private Crayton, super-excellent. +He had been a London butcher, and was +sharp and intelligent.</p> + +<p>Among them was Hutchings, a huge fellow. He +used to prefer going alone, and never returned +empty-handed; more generally hung round with +game,—fifteen or twenty geese, a whole flock +of ducks, a native companion or two as long +as himself, two or three kangaroos, and a handkerchief +full of small birds (specimens of natural +history), the only part of him visible being his +great red face, besmeared with perspiration and +blood.</p> + +<p>At the time of our visit these extensive swamps +were, with the exception of occasional patches and +a few holes, quite dry, and covered over with a +crust of land clay sufficiently strong to bear our +weight, but not that of our horses; the latter were +nearly bogged on more than one occasion.</p> + +<p>It was late the first day when we arrived on our +ground, and we had only time to light fires and pitch +our tents on the banks of a stream when the sun went +down.</p> + +<p>While we were preparing for supper, an iguana +about two feet long ran past me, and at the same +pace mounted a tree. I pointed out the disgusting +animal to one of our natives. In less time than it +takes me to write, he was caught by the tail, split + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_139">[139]</span> +up the back, spread out with skewers, roasted, and +eaten.</p> + +<p>Long before the break of day we heard that +peculiar noise occasioned by the wings of wild-fowl: +then came the low, distant cackle of geese, and +the strange noise of the whistling-duck passing +overhead.</p> + +<p>I believe we were all alike in a state of excitement. +Daylight came at last, but with it an excitement of +another kind.</p> + +<p>No one experiencing what we did, could ever forget +the myriads of flies. Everything was black with them—the +ground, the air, our food. They clung to our +clothes, they stuck to our faces. To rid ourselves of +them, we stripped and rushed into the water, diving +to get clear—but no! they would hover about and +swarm on any part of our bodies that appeared +above the surface.</p> + +<p>We were not entirely free for one moment, until +we left them and our sport together. Never before +had I fully understood the curse of that particular +plague of Egypt.</p> + +<p>However, by spreading a silk handkerchief over +the head, and keeping it in its place with a light +straw hat, we succeeded in protecting our necks and +faces from the thickest of them; and as there was +just sufficient wind to keep the corners of the head-dress +flapping about, we thus partially disappointed +our tormentors.</p> + +<p>With the exception of this one drawback, better +sport we could not have had. There was room for +any number of guns.</p> + +<p>The geese have one peculiarity—they perch upon +trees, so that an unskilful sportsman may have, in +his way, as much amusement as the man who brings + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_140">[140]</span> +down his geese right and left from a considerable +height.</p> + +<p>In spite of the flies we remained several days in +nearly the same locality. Those who disliked them +and preferred more violent exercise found it in +the pursuit of kangaroo, only obtained with some +pains and labour, but the tail afforded excellent +soup.</p> + +<p>The geese and ducks also we found delicious +eating.</p> + +<p>The lagoons, too, were excellent places for sport: +they are between 200 and 300 acres in extent, +surrounded by forest trees, and with numerous +little retiring coves about them, in which we might +conceal ourselves and watch for the game; but, +except as retreats from the sun, which was oppressively +hot, these hiding-places were not necessary, as the +geese were such geese that they did not understand +the use of powder and shot, and at the same time +it seemed they imagined that on the top of a tree they +were safe. If, after a while, one particular set got +more knowing, there were often lagoons with fresh +geese at no distance.</p> + +<p>The natives will kill almost every kind of bird with +their spears or throwing-sticks. With water-fowl they +are so expert that by stealing close to them, or lying +motionless for a while in one of the patches of water +when the lagoons are dry, they catch their legs with +their hands.</p> + +<p>On observing, while shooting, a spot that looked +as if it had only just been quitted by some wild beast, +and not feeling quite comfortable, I questioned a +native as to what it meant; he immediately imbedded +his body into the muddy hole, and had I not seen +him go in I should have trodden on him. One + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_141">[141]</span> +of their ways of taking a dirty advantage of the +game!</p> + +<p>On one occasion, while near the entrance to the +harbour, a whole tribe of natives,—men, women, +children, and dogs,—without the slightest hesitation +entered the river to swim across, the small children +holding on to the long hair of the mothers.</p> + +<p>Within a few yards I observed a huge alligator +asleep in the sun.</p> + +<p>When the dusky tribe were safe across, I awoke +my sleepy friend with the contents of both barrels. +He lifted his head and sloped into the water, being +only tickled with my No. 4.</p> + +<p>We destroyed, according to orders, what still +remained of the settlement. The buildings could +have been of no use to the natives, and would probably +have been the cause of bloodshed.</p> + +<p>I said one day to “Bob,” an intelligent savage, +“Do you intend to take possession of the Governor’s +house after we are gone?”</p> + +<p>He replied with an air of indifference, “I suppose +I must.”</p> + +<p>We heard afterwards that Bob had grown so +conceited that they were under the necessity of +putting a spear through his body.</p> + +<p>We had another reason for not leaving the houses +in anything like a habitable state: had they looked +too comfortable there would have been an inducement +to other parties to try their hands at a settlement on +the same spot—an object that was not considered +desirable by the Government.</p> + +<p>There is no doubt that there should be some port +or refuge for disabled ships or wrecked crews on this +coast; and as soon as the corrected charts of the +surveys of that zealous and indefatigable officer, the late + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_142">[142]</span> +Captain Owen Stanley, shall have been published, the +channel by Torres Straits will be oftener frequented.</p> + +<p>From what I could learn no better place could be +found than Cape York or Port Albany, which have +all the advantages Port Essington lacks, and are not +more than a mile out of the way of vessels going +from Sydney to India.</p> + +<p>There were two schooners of forty or fifty tons +that I amused myself in destroying with five-inch +shells and a fuse which burns under water—passing +a line under the bow and bringing the ends as far aft +as the main-mast.</p> + +<p>It was easy to attach a fuse and draw the shell +close up to the keel. There was plenty of time to +take up a position in my gig, half cable length astern, +before the burning fuse reached the shell, when the +explosion was beautiful. Some of the spars went +into the air, while the bow and stern shook hands as +they went below.</p> + +<p>Besides what had been used for domestic purposes, +there was a small mountain of empty casks which +made a glorious attempt at fireworks before we left.</p> + +<p>We left behind at Port Essington a number of +cattle; there were already many quite wild in the +bush that had escaped from the settlement at an +earlier period and increased in numbers.</p> + +<p>Several horses were also left. In our excursions I +frequently noticed the footprints, not only of those +that had been running wild for years, but of young +foals.</p> + +<p>The garrison, marching down to embark, with the +band at their head, did not excite sufficient interest to +draw the blackfellows, except a few of the softer sex, +from their search for what they could find among the +ruins of the buildings.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_143">[143]</span></p> + +<p>During our stay we lost our surgeon, Mr. John +Clarke—a man who, by his kind and gentle manner +and his amiable disposition, endeared himself to us all. +He contracted a disease at Hong Kong, from which +he never perfectly recovered.</p> + + + + +<hr class='chap x-ebookmaker-drop'> + +<div class='chapter'> +<p><span class='pagenum' id='Page_144'>[144]</span></p> +<h2 class='nobreak' id='CHAPTER_XLIII'>CHAPTER XLIII</h2> +</div> + +<p class='chap-title'><span class="smcap"><span class='ships'>Mæander</span></span></p> + + +<div class='sidenote'>1849. +Nov. 30.</div> + +<p>Completed embarkation of the party composing +the late settlement, consisting of the Commandant, +Captain M‘Arthur, Captain Lambrick, Lieutenant +Dunbar, three sergeants, three corporals, twenty-seven +privates, four women, and one kid; also +Mr. M‘Arthur, a commissioned agent, and son to +the Commandant.</p> + +<p>We also brought away, besides stores, stock of all +kinds—bullocks, sheep, and goats—guns left by +<span class='ships'>Pelorus</span>.</p> + +<p>Starting with only fifty tons of not the best water, +we decided on going to Sydney by the route north +of New Guinea, and watering at either Banda or +Amboyna.</p> + +<p>Proceeding to the northward and again crossing +the chain of islands between the Serwatty and +Tenimber groups, we were carried by a few days’ +pleasant sailing to the Banda Islands.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Banda, +Dec.</div> + +<p>The principal of the group are three in number: +Banda-Neura—on which the town is built—and +Gunong Api, a volcanic island close to, and in a line +with it; they have a narrow but deep channel between +them.</p> + +<p>Opposite, and to the southward of these two, in a + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_145">[145]</span> +semicircular form, is the larger island of Banda, +having a rather narrow passage at either end. The +space thus enclosed forms the very charming harbour +of Banda.</p> + +<p>We were becalmed in the western entrance, and +while the current swept us up mid-channel to the +anchorage, we furled sails and hoisted our boom-boats +out; and when we came to, close off the +capital, we were in proper harbour costume.</p> + +<p>The view of the islands from the ship would form +a beautiful panorama.</p> + +<p>The picturesque town, which is built on a flat, +ought, from the appearance of Fort Belgica, above +and in the rear of it, to be well protected.</p> + +<p>Gunong Api, a striking feature in the scene, is +high and conical in shape. Smoke issued from the +top, but an eruption had not taken place in the +memory of residents.</p> + +<p>From the crater downwards, one-third of the +distance, it appeared a mass of cinders; from that +point vegetation commences, increasing towards its +base, where stand many cottages and fishing huts.</p> + +<p>The opposite and more mountainous island surpasses +the other two in beauty of appearance.</p> + +<p>Little rivulets of cool, delicious water run from +the high land to the harbour, from which we watered +the ship. The jungle abounds in a variety of beautiful +birds, especially of the pigeon sort. Deer are to be +obtained with a little trouble. Some of the merchants +and most of the proprietors of the hunting plantation +have houses on this side.</p> + +<p>We were most hospitably received by the Dutch +authorities; nothing that the island produced, which +could be considered a novelty to us, that we were +not presented with.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_146">[146]</span></p> + +<p>It would be difficult to describe the endless variety +as well as beauty of the parrots and lowries that were +sent on board; also the magnificent crown pigeon +of Papua, nearly as large as a turkey. We had as +many as eighteen at one time, three pairs of which +were twenty months on board, and some of them are +now in the gardens of the Zoological Society.</p> + +<p>One very pretty compliment was paid to us, +which I must not omit to record.</p> + +<p>A ball was given by the Governor in honour +of our visit; and in the course of the evening, +shortly before midnight, the dance suddenly stopped, +glasses were put into our hands, champagne +flowed into them, and the health of Queen Victoria +was proposed by His Excellency in an appropriate +speech.</p> + +<p>We swallowed our wine as the clock struck +twelve, the band playing our National Anthem, while +a royal salute was firing over our heads from the +fort, during which we were expected to be continually +refilling glasses.</p> + +<p>The following evening we were invited to a dance +given on the opposite shore.</p> + +<p>Our boats were in requisition, and as they passed +under the stern of the frigate at eight o’clock, we +took advantage of the opportunity to return the +compliment by saluting the Netherlands flag, which +we hoisted at the yard-arms, giving His Excellency +and family three British cheers.</p> + +<p>A fine bull, named “John,” from Port Essington +was much admired. I presented him to His Excellency, +and hope he has not taken possession of the +island.</p> + +<p>Leaving Banda, <i lang='fr'>en route</i> to Pitt’s Straits, we +touched at the Ceram Islands, and under the pilotage + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_147">[147]</span> +of Mr. James M‘Arthur came to, in certainly not +the most secure-looking anchorage.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Ceram, +Dec. 17.</div> + +<p>The island of Ceram is the second in size of the +Moluccas, having an estimated area of about 10,000 +square miles, but owing to the jealousy of my friends, +the Dutch, it is but imperfectly known. Their +object, until of late years, has been the extirpation of +the clove and nutmeg trees, so as to confine the +monopoly to the islands on which they have established +governments.</p> + +<p>The mountains are from six to eight thousand feet +in height, sending down innumerable streams to the +sea. The vegetation is luxuriant; the trees gigantic.</p> + +<p>I have now in my possession a circular slab of +wood from the island, three and a half inches thick, +eight and a half feet in diameter.</p> + +<p>The sago palm in particular is more abundant +and productive than on any of the adjoining islands. +Cloves and nutmegs grow wild.</p> + +<p>The Malays are cunning and enterprising +traffickers, and carry on a great trade with the +Chinese in Bêche-de-Mer. They hoist the Dutch +flag, and while one end of the island claims the +protection of Banda, the other has that of Amboyna.</p> + +<p>Our conchologists added considerably to their +collection here.</p> + +<p>We did not remain long at Ceram, and sailed +December 18.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 18.</div> + +<p>There is always more excitement in navigating +imperfectly-known seas than in passing over the +more frequented tracks; and on the present occasion +our charts were of little use.</p> + +<p>By anchoring in the evenings, and by keeping +a good look-out from aloft, and leads constantly over +the side, we were enabled to thread our way through + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_148">[148]</span> +strange places. Occasionally canoes came off, as the +tide swept us along.</p> + +<p>The jungle was too dense for us to make out +habitations, but their locality was indicated by the +appearance of the cocoanut. I obtained two fine +specimens of the black Bird of Paradise in exchange +for an old musket.</p> + +<p>The rest of their cargoes were composed of fruits, +bows and arrows, parrots, shells, spears and tortoise-shell.</p> + +<p>The natives are well-proportioned, but ugly-looking +savages, with a profusion of hair, frizzed out in +an extraordinary manner, which I have no doubt they +thought handsome, but which impressed us with the +idea of a harbour for filth and vermin.</p> + +<p>As there is no anchorage, it is desirable that a +ship should get through Pitt’s Straits in one tide, +which feat we just succeeded in accomplishing by +sunset.</p> + +<p>On emerging from the Straits we found the wind +still blowing fresh from the westward with a following +swell, and a strong easterly set; and as our +course now lay in that direction, before the following +morning we were many miles on our voyage, and +thereby missed seeing a large portion of the northern +coast of New Guinea, a country about which there +appears to be more interesting mystery than any we +had visited.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>New +Guinea.</div> + +<p>The interior of this beautiful island, 900 miles in +length, is little known, and it is supposed not only to +abound in minerals, but to possess fertility of soil. +No country is richer in beautiful rare birds and +beasts.</p> + +<p>The little we saw of the natives confirmed what +we had heard: that they are a finer race than any of + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_149">[149]</span> +the islanders. On the southern side, which is protected +by a coral reef, the people appear to live as much on +the water as in their jungle.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 30.</div> + +<p>Observed a succession of islands; and steered for +one that appeared the easternmost of the Admiralty +group.</p> + +<p>On nearing the land just after midnight, and +obtaining no soundings with the deep-sea lead, we +sent boats ahead to sound.</p> + +<p>This being observed by the natives, whom we +supposed to be fishing, they started yelling.</p> + +<p>Wind having died away, the tide carried us into +about fifty fathoms’ depth of water, where we held +on with the kedge-anchor until daylight.</p> + +<p>If our boats had created a sensation among the +savages, great indeed was their surprise at the appearance +of the ship.</p> + +<p>The noise produced by blowing into a shell of +the Triton species was everywhere heard; and having, +I doubt not, buried or otherwise concealed a vast +quantity of rubbish, they disappeared themselves; so +that shortly after daylight there was not the vestige +of a habitation nor a human being to be seen.</p> + +<p>It was curious to watch, when they found we took +no steps to draw them out, how carefully and +cautiously the savages came from their hiding-places.</p> + +<p>One emerged from the bush, naked as he was +born; we thought at first that this was his way of +proving to us how little we might expect to get from +him, but they were all in the same undress.</p> + +<p>Then another would come forth, spear in hand; +soon after, the snout of a small canoe was seen to +protrude from under the bush.</p> + +<p>It would be tedious to enumerate the cunning +and cautious “dodges,” the number of times they + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_150">[150]</span> +retreated and again hid themselves, on the slightest +movement on our parts, before any of them ventured +to approach; before ten o’clock, however, the water, +for a cable’s length round the ship, was covered with +grotesque canoes, and still more odd-looking people.</p> + +<p>A general barter soon commenced, accompanied +by a noise and screeching that was deafening; and +reciprocal confidence was soon established.</p> + +<p>These natives are fine-looking men of a dark olive +colour, with long black hair, which they confine in a +lump at the back of their head by a small hoop or +band.</p> + +<p>There was one old lady with gray hair, seated +under a canopy in her canoe, who was paddled round +the ship several times, and appeared much interested +in what was going on; but she did not venture very +near. Several dialects were attempted between us, +but none succeeded.</p> + +<p>Their canoes were of various sizes; a few must +have measured seventy or eighty feet in length, +carrying about twenty men each.</p> + + + + +<hr class='chap x-ebookmaker-drop'> + +<div class='chapter'> +<p><span class='pagenum' id='Page_151'>[151]</span></p> +<h2 class='nobreak' id='CHAPTER_XLIV'>CHAPTER XLIV</h2> +</div> + +<p class='chap-title'><span class="smcap"><i lang='fr'>En route</i> to Sydney</span></p> + + +<div class='sidenote'>1850. +Jan. 4.</div> + +<p>On the morning of January 4 we passed to the +northward of Sandwich Island, and found it thirty-five +miles E.S.E. of the position it has on the +chart.</p> + +<p>We were visited along the coast by a succession +of canoes. Natives very similar to those of the Fiji +Islands.</p> + +<p>We were puzzled at one time to make out the +use of a curiously-formed piece of wood, about four +feet long, shaped like a whale-boat, but solid.</p> + +<p>From a hole in the centre descended a strong +cord of twisted <i lang='ms'>rôtan</i>, forming a running noose, like a +hangman’s knot. As I was leaning out of the cabin +window, when there was just sufficient wind to give +the ship steerageway, I observed a shark swimming +leisurely along, some ten fathoms below the surface.</p> + +<p>The natives, from their canoes, observing the +monster dropped several of these oddly-shaped buoys +into the water.</p> + +<p>Some of our men fancy they saw them sprinkle a +powder in a sort of magic circle round the buoys, +but certain it is that a shark rose, and was fool +enough to shove his head into the noose, when he was +as completely hanged in his own element as ever + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_152">[152]</span> +rogue was from the gallows. The buoyancy of the +float prevented his diving with it.</p> + +<p>Having flourished his tail for a few minutes he +was drawn up by his head on a level with the water +and belaboured with the heavy ends of their paddles, +then tumbled bodily into the canoe and hurried on +shore amidst the yelling of the flotilla.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 8.</div> + +<p>Stood over to the New Ireland coast, and then +to the southward, between that and New Britain.</p> + +<p>We now looked out for a harbour near the +southern end of New Ireland—discovered by and +named after a Captain Carteret, where fresh water was +to be obtained.</p> + +<p>It is a place occasionally visited by English and +American whalers, as was proved by a salutation +which reached our ears while we were nearing the +shore.</p> + +<p>“What ship that?”—then an oath. “Rum +got?” “Give rope.” While delivering himself of +these lessons in English and American, without +waiting for an invitation the native sprang into the +main-chains and thence on to the quarter-deck.</p> + +<p>The manners of these savages were not at all +improved by their intercourse with civilised nations.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 5.</div> + +<p>Made the Australian coast, and on the 7th arrived +at Port Jackson, Sydney.</p> + + + + +<hr class='chap x-ebookmaker-drop'> + +<div class='chapter'> +<p><span class='pagenum' id='Page_153'>[153]</span></p> +<h2 class='nobreak' id='CHAPTER_XLV'>CHAPTER XLV</h2> +</div> + +<p class='chap-title'><span class="smcap">Sydney to Hobart Town</span></p> + + +<div class='sidenote'>1850. +Sydney, +Feb. 7.</div> + +<p>We ran up the beautiful harbour of Port Jackson +with the first of the sea-breeze and came to in Farm +Cove, close to the hill on which stands Government +House.</p> + +<p>I can well understand how it was that Captain +Cook in the first instance overlooked the entrance +and stood on to the exposed shallow harbour of +Botany Bay: now crowded with sharks, affording +sport for gun or spear.</p> + +<p>There is a fine dock forming on Cockatoo Island, +the advantage of which will be incalculable.</p> + +<p>We found the <span class='ships'>Rattlesnake</span>, Captain Owen +Stanley.</p> + +<p>Here I was in the midst of friends—Sir Charles +Fitzroy, the Governor, with Lady Mary—his daughter, +“little Mary,” now grown into the tall and handsome +Hon. Mrs. Keith Stewart, mother of a charming +family; also Captain Augustus Fitzroy, A.D.C., and +George, Private Secretary; another brother, Arthur, +was at sea.</p> + +<p>To the long and kind nursing of this family I +owe my life, but from the way I was received it +would appear that the debt of gratitude was due from +them!</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_154">[154]</span></p> + +<figure class="figcenter" id='i_154'> + <img class="h100" src="images/i_154.jpg" alt=""> + <figcaption><span class='ships'>Mæander</span> at Sydney.</figcaption> +</figure> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_155">[155]</span></p> + +<p>Of that family there are none alive; the father +and sons died in distant parts of the world, far from +one another, as will hereafter appear. I was near +each one of them at the end.</p> + +<p>While at luncheon some one remarked on the +extraordinary noise caused by the ringing of a bell, +near, or on board the <span class='ships'>Mæander</span>.</p> + +<p>I exclaimed, I hoped not, as that meant fire.</p> + +<p>Looking from the window we saw dense masses +of smoke issuing from the position of the after +magazine. A youngster was running to inform +me.</p> + +<p>The <span class='ships'>Rattlesnake</span> had slipped her cables to be out +of the way.</p> + +<p>On board I found a scuttle cut through the gun-room +deck into the bread-room to pour water, just +big enough for me. I was nearly suffocated.</p> + +<p>We really had a narrow escape. The fire was +subdued. The powder had been smartly removed, +but the wood framing had, as in the case of the +<span class='ships'>Magicienne</span>, been burnt down to the copper-lining.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>March.</div> + +<p>During our refit we discovered the head of our +mizen-mast to be rotten, and as there was a spar of +same dimension in the <span class='ships'>Anson</span>, convict ship at Hobart +Town, which was originally made for the <span class='ships'>Southampton</span>, +I sent my trusty “First” to apply to the Governor of +Van Dieman’s Land for permission to appropriate it.</p> + +<p>Sir Charles Fitzroy, who was going to make a +short tour into the interior, not only kindly took +me with him, but mounted me from his first-rate +stable.</p> + +<p>As His Excellency rode some six stone more than +I could boast of, I never knew what it was to ride a +tired horse.</p> + +<p>While we rode, a light van conveyed our commissariat + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_156">[156]</span> +and luggage: certainly the most agreeable +mode of seeing any country.</p> + +<p>While we were absent on this tour, a little more +than a fortnight after our first arrival, the Naval +Service sustained a sad loss by the sudden death of +Captain Owen Stanley; it was necessary to despatch +a messenger for my recall, as his papers could not be +opened nor his body buried in the absence of the +senior officer.</p> + +<p>We had for many years been acquainted, and I +cannot help expressing here deep regret and sympathy +with the many to whom he was so justly dear.</p> + +<p>Previous to the death of my friend Owen Stanley, +I had made the acquaintance of the distinguished +artist who had been cruising with him, Mr. Oswald + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_157">[157]</span> +Brierly, who had arrived in Australia in 1842, +in the yacht <span class='ships'>Wanderer</span>, the property of Mr. Benjamin +Boyd, a man of means, and of an adventurous +turn.</p> + +<figure class="figcenter" id='i_156'> + <img class="v100" src="images/i_156.jpg" alt=""> + <figcaption>Brierly.</figcaption> +</figure> + +<p>Brierly was already a student of naval architecture, +with a love of the sea—in fact he began by studying +for the service itself.</p> + +<p>Mr. Boyd’s schemes were many, one of them a +whaling establishment at Twofold Bay, which he +placed under Brierly’s control. Boyd then betook +himself to the Eastern Archipelago, to collect pearls +and pearl-shells, diamonds, etc., and while exhibiting +these on board his yacht to a respectable-looking +pirate his head fell between his legs, and the yacht +disappeared from the scene.</p> + +<p>Brierly had made friends in Sydney and might +have done well, but his heart was on the sea, and +he could not resist the offer of a cabin in the <span class='ships'>Rattlesnake</span>.</p> + +<p>On Owen Stanley’s death he accepted a similar +offer from me, until I could land him in England.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 20.</div> + +<p>Sailed from Port Jackson on March 20.</p> + +<p>It being the time of the recess, a very agreeable +party were enabled to accompany us to Tasmania.</p> + +<p>Among my guests were Captain Fitzroy, A.D.C., +with his brother George, Private Secretary, master of +a scratch pack of hounds, also Mr. Deas Thompson, +whom my friend Colonel Mundy describes as the +“Prince of Colonial Secretaries,” and, judging from +the directions I received from the Governor as to the +care and attention to be shown him, he was not less +appreciated at headquarters.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 25.</div> + +<p>Pleased as we were with the appearance of everything +about Sydney, we were still more so with that +of Hobart Town, where we arrived March 25.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_158">[158]</span></p> + +<figure class="figcenter" id='i_159'> + <img class="h100" src="images/i_159.jpg" alt=""> + <figcaption><span class='ships'>Mæander</span> at Hobart Town.</figcaption> +</figure> + +<p>As we entered the harbour it was difficult to +imagine ourselves in the Antipodes. English fruits +and vegetables exposed for sale. Grapes, peaches, +and nectarines, in the open air, were breaking the +trees down.</p> + +<p>As soon as we anchored Bowyear came on board +to report. Owing to deaths and invalids we had +many vacancies.</p> + +<p>“What chance of men?” I asked. Pointing to a +ship lying near, he said, “The whole crew have +volunteered.”</p> + +<p>It was a female convict ship.</p> + +<p>The doctor who had come out in her told me the +most moral were the Irish, the Scotch the least so.</p> + +<p>In the streets the public carriages, as well as +horses, reminded one of the good old coaching +days; indeed the road from Hobart Town to Launceston +is little inferior to that from London to +Birmingham.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Tasmania, +March.</div> + +<p>The country we passed through, the quickset +hedges, turnpikes, farmhouses, stacks of corn and +hay; the roadside inns, at which the coach changed +horses or stopped a few minutes to dine; the +good roast leg of mutton, potatoes <em>and</em> onions, hot +and ready; the “coming” waiter, with bad brandy +and worse cigars, all reminded us of home. The +arrival of the <span class='ships'>Mæander</span> was scarcely known in the +country.</p> + +<p>It was the hunting season. The Governor, Sir +William Denison, who was a lover of the sport, +kindly mounted me, he himself an invalid and confined +to his bed. My first meet was at Oatlands.</p> + +<p>I was carefully got up in leathers and boots, my +pink rather stained below the pockets.</p> + +<p>Quickset hedges had not reached far into the + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_160">[160]</span> +interior; their substitutes were the upper branches of +large trees, with bark off, supposed to be impossible +for cattle, but not for kangaroo.</p> + +<p>When I arrived, the hounds had gone; horns +were blowing. On nearing the hunters, my inexperienced +eye saw an opening which I considered big +enough.</p> + +<p>The tip of a stiff snag caught the Governor’s mare +on the shoulder; we came a stunning fall into the +next field, where we lay for, I suppose, a minute. +I was first up, patted, and spoke kindly to the mare; +she then got up. I told her, seeing nothing else, we +must go back the same way we came. She understood. +We walked a few yards back for room, and then +turned. She landed safely among the hunting men. +Never was a more sincere and hearty cheer raised. +Striking the pipeclay out of his leathers with his +fist, the master, whose name was Long, roared out, “By +Jove! That fellow ought to be King of England.” +I soon made acquaintance with as nice a set as I +ever met.</p> + +<p>Rode quietly to the Governor’s stables, mounted +my hack, and from my room wrote the kind Governor +the sad news that I had lamed his favourite mare!</p> + +<p>Besides hounds, there were in the neighbourhood +a first-rate pack of beagles.</p> + +<p>Just before we sailed from Hobart Town, I received +a letter which I much prized—from Mr. +William Allison, one of the young men with whom +I had crossed the country.</p> + +<p>His father was a squatter, who had been an officer +in the Navy, and had served his country throughout +the eventful period of the late war—one of the finest +specimens I ever saw of an old mariner.</p> + +<p>His son had the management of 40,000 acres, + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_162">[162]</span> +with a flock of 20,000 sheep, and was deeply interested +in the welfare of the colony.</p> + +<p>Speaking of sport, in which he knew I should be +interested, he says: “We had the most glorious run +on Saturday I ever saw, or perhaps shall ever see, +with my brother’s beagles. After a run of 12 +miles, the kangaroo, a forester, jumped dead, 10 +yards in front of the hounds. We had no check, +and during the last 4 miles we frequently viewed him. +There were only Nat, myself, a younger brother, +and a Mr. Difrose in at the death. Had you been +with us, as we have often wished, you would have +been there too. Mrs. Lord sent you the kangaroo, +which we hope reached safely.”</p> + +<p>The Hobart Town races came off during our stay, +and afforded good sport. There was a Governor’s +cup to be run for.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Apr. 18.</div> + +<p>The 99th Regiment, whose acquaintance I made +in Mauritius days,—the “Neuf Neufs,” as the French +called them,—and ourselves amused the inhabitants of +Hobart Town by a sham fight.</p> + +<p>The soldiers were to occupy some Government +ground called “The Paddocks,” and oppose an +invasion.</p> + +<p>As soon as the 99th had taken up their position +in a wood to the rear, the invading force effected a +landing, and were driving in the enemy’s pickets, +when they were suddenly outnumbered, and obliged +to retire on their boats, making a gallant +stand at the end to cover the re-embarkation of their +artillery.</p> + +<p>Much ammunition was expended, and we were +told so large a concourse of people had never before +been seen in Hobart Town.</p> + +<figure class="figcenter" id='i_161'> + <img class="h100" src="images/i_161.jpg" alt=""> + <figcaption>The Sham Fight.</figcaption> +</figure> + +<div class='sidenote'>Apr. 20.</div> + +<p>Before taking our departure, I had the gratification + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_163">[163]</span> +of receiving Sir William Denison on board. Saluted +him, and made sail down the river as far as the +“Iron Pot,” Derwent River, and then worked back +again. Hove to off the anchorage, and landed +His Excellency; and having collected our Sydney +contingent, sailed for that port.</p> + + + + + +<hr class='chap x-ebookmaker-drop'> + +<div class='chapter'> +<p><span class='pagenum' id='Page_164'>[164]</span></p> + +<figure class="figcenter" id='i_164'> + <img class="h100" src="images/i_164.jpg" alt=""> + <figcaption><span class='ships'>Mæander</span> between Sydney Heads.</figcaption> +</figure> + + +<h2 class='nobreak' id='CHAPTER_XLVI'>CHAPTER XLVI</h2> +</div> + +<p class='chap-title'><span class="smcap">Sydney</span></p> + + +<div class='sidenote'>1850. +April 26.</div> + +<p>Made at noon the south head of Botany Bay.</p> + +<p>3 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span>—Between the heads entering Port Jackson. +While running up, exchanged numbers with the +<span class='ships'>Havannah</span>, 20, Captain J. E. Erskine, and the <span class='ships'>Rattlesnake</span>.</p> + +<p>Came to in Farm Cove; making a running moor. +I now heard of the death of my dear father.</p> + +<p>My old friend Erskine was in charge of the +Australian station, and naturally felt jealous of the +intrusion of a captain who was his senior.</p> + +<p>It was far from me to interfere, but the death of +poor Owen Stanley obliged me to open the directions +of the Hydrographical Office before he could be +buried. In fact, I was recalled from a tour I was +enjoying with Sir Charles Fitzroy.</p> + +<p>The Hydrographical instructions were simple + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_165">[165]</span> +enough, stating, in case of the death of the captain, +or any other, the officer who was to succeed. Acting +upon them, I gave Lieutenant Yule orders to take +command of the <span class='ships'>Rattlesnake</span>. This offended +Erskine; who informed me that, on my departure +for the Pacific, he would supersede my acting order.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 2.</div> + +<p>The <span class='ships'>Rattlesnake’s</span> time was up, so I gave her the +order to return to England, and remained in harbour +long enough to give her twenty-four hours’ start. +She sailed May 2.</p> + +<figure class="figcenter" id='i_166'> + <a href='images/i_166.jpg'><img class="h100" src="images/i_166-t.jpg" alt=""></a> + <figcaption>The <span class='ships'>Rattlesnake</span>.</figcaption> +</figure> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 3.</div> + +<p>We left Port Jackson in continuation of our +route for Port Nicholson and Auckland; but, the +wind heading, we stood for Norfolk Island, which +we made on the evening of May 7; and hove to.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 8.</div> + +<p>Next morning some of the officers started in a +whale-boat that had been sent by the Governor. +There being an awkward sea running, they capsized +off the end of the rickety pier. Owing to precautions +taken and the activity of convicts, no lives lost. +Unaware of this accident, I followed with young +Leicester in the gig, and, waiting for an auspicious +moment, we landed safely.</p> + +<p>From outside, Norfolk Island has the appearance +of a lonely rock, but is very different on shore.</p> + +<p>Mr. Price, the Governor, kindly took us a +charming ride to Mount Pitt, and showed us the +military barracks, which are capable of holding a +regiment.</p> + +<p>The convict houses are three storeys high, fitted +for all sorts and conditions of men; some it was +necessary to confine in huge iron cages. Their +language, addressed to us strangers, was uncommon +strong! There were 115 of these ruffians separately +confined. I saw three chapels, Protestant and Catholic. +Every trade was encouraged: shoes, boots, coats, + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_167">[167]</span> +and trousers that would have caused envy in the +bosoms of Hoby and Stultz. I was glad when the +Governor took us to higher land and change of +scene.</p> + +<p>We were soon passing through orange and lemon +groves and wooded scenery.</p> + +<p>The fir peculiar to the island was conspicuous. +The india-rubber tree was in full force. Some of the +officers from the ship had joined us. The youngsters +soon found out that, by striking the drooping plant +with a stick, the juice ran out like cream, which no +marine servant could extract from a uniform cloth +jacket. To spoil this fun the Governor thought it +advisable, unless we liked to remain the night, that we +should be getting down to the boats. The same +whaler took them off. I preferred the gig in which +we had landed.</p> + +<p>Every precaution was taken by the Governor and +his officers in case of a capsize. In addition to +convicts in cork-jackets, there were others with large +round corks netted over with long cords attached, +that could be thrown a great distance.</p> + +<p>In the gig, in addition to young Leicester Keppel, +I had some fir-plants of the island, and other odds +and ends. Our boat bow was scarcely abreast of the +pier head, when a roller lifted the bow into the air +and turned over on us.</p> + +<p>The only precaution I had taken was to get rid +of my uniform jacket. I believe a capsize is always +great fun for the convicts. On my asking to whom +I was indebted for my life, a convict informed me that +his name was Emerson, and that he had been in the +service of my father.</p> + +<figure class="figcenter" id='i_168'> + <a href='images/i_168.jpg'><img class="h100" src="images/i_168-t.jpg" alt=""></a> + <figcaption>Rescue by Convicts. Norfolk Island.</figcaption> +</figure> + +<p>I found later that Emerson had been employed at +Newmarket, and having “done his horses down,” + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_169">[169]</span> +was taking a stroll in the evening when he came +across an old gentleman who did not seem to know +his way, and “borrowed his watch.” I had three +sovereigns in my pocket, and offered them to him, +but he said they were no more use to him than the +same number of buttons! I mentioned his case to +the Governor, who would see to it.</p> + +<p>Norfolk Island was, in 1787, colonized by Captain +Philip King, R.N., by free settlers and prisoners +from New South Wales. In 1809 a combined, +but unsuccessful attempt was made by the settlers, +the military, and the prisoners, to take possession of +the island.</p> + +<p>Our second attempt to reach the ship was successful. +At sunset filled, and made sail.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 11.</div> + +<p>If my readers are sick of the sea, or sea-sick, I +advise them to skip the journal until the 19th of +June.</p> + +<p>Since leaving Norfolk Island, the wind, with a +strong lee set, prevented our reaching Auckland by +the northern route.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 19.</div> + +<p>We entered Cook’s Straits, and in the evening +came to off Port Nicholson.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 20.</div> + +<p>10 <span class="allsmcap">A.M.</span>—Weighed and attempted to work up +under double-reefed topsails, with topgallant sails +over, but were obliged to come to again with both +bower-anchors between Barrett reef and the eastern +shore in the afternoon.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 21.</div> + +<p>Wind lulled, weighed, ran up, and came to +in Lampton Harbour. Found our fore-yard +sprung.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 24.</div> + +<p>At noon fired a royal salute in commemoration of +Her Majesty’s Birthday.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 25.</div> + +<p>Weighed and made sail, running down the harbour. +Before, however, we could get clear of Pencarrow + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_171">[171]</span> +Head, we were met by a strong southerly breeze; +reefed topsails, and worked out by sunset.</p> + +<p>The breeze outside freshened to a gale, against +which we worked all night!</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>New +Zealand, +May 26.</div> + +<p>At daylight found ourselves off Cape Porirua; +bore up. At 10.30 <span class="allsmcap">A.M.</span> came to with both bower-anchors +in 23 fathoms, off Kapiti Island. The +anchorage none of the best, but any port in such a +storm as that we had just taken shelter from.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 28.</div> + +<p>Weighed at 5 <span class="allsmcap">A.M.</span> to a light N.E. wind, and ran +along the land.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 2.</div> + +<p>Came to in 7 fathoms in Waitemata Harbour.</p> + +<p>Port Nicholson and Auckland are both splendid +harbours.</p> + +<p>Much to be done, which British capital and +enterprise will achieve. At present there is neither +watering nor landing-place. As a proof of the latter, +the port captain at Auckland visited the ship in a +pair of long jack boots—his usual costume! These +colonies are rapidly rising into importance.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 8.</div> + +<p>Weighed and stood out of the harbour.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 9.</div> + +<p>Worked into the Bay of Islands. Came to in +Kororareka Bay. Did not find the facility we hoped +for in obtaining spars.</p> + +<p>The town contains but few inhabitants, and was +reduced to half its former size, by shot-holes in the +church and other buildings, made during the war with +the brave Heki. The bay, however, deserves all the +praise that has been bestowed upon it.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 10.</div> + +<p>Weighed at 8 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span>, made sail, and ran out of the bay.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 13.</div> + +<p>Breeze freshened into a northerly gale, which, +veering round to N.E., blew hard and reduced us to +a close-reefed main topsail.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 14.</div> + +<p>First cutter washed away. More moderate towards +afternoon.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_172">[172]</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 19.</div> + +<p>Made the land at daylight; not an inviting coast +for a stranger.</p> + +<p>Fired a signal gun and got a native pilot.</p> + +<figure class="figcenter" id='i_170'> + <img class="h100" src="images/i_170.jpg" alt=""> + <figcaption>A Coral Island.</figcaption> +</figure> + +<p>Noon.—Came to in 13 fathoms off the capital +of Tonga Tabu, Malanga. The coast is bound by +a coral reef about 200 yards in width, inside which +boats will float at low water, when landing is disagreeable.</p> + +<figure class="figcenter" id='i_172'> + <img class="h100" src="images/i_172.jpg" alt=""> + <figcaption>A Stockade.</figcaption> +</figure> + +<p>The island is well managed by an English +missionary, who had King George well under control.</p> + +<p>In the afternoon His Majesty came on board, and +was received and entertained with due honours.</p> + +<p>He is a Christian and intelligent, but rather too +prejudiced against the French for his own interests. +The King once got into a scrape. Drifting about in +his canoe on a Sunday, he observed a huge turtle +floating in the warmth of the sun.</p> + +<p>His Majesty could not resist the temptation, but + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_173">[173]</span> +quitting his canoe, swam carefully up and grasped the +hind-fins of the turtle; which, with so much stern +weight, could not dive, but was able to make rapid +headway with his fore-fins, and towed His Majesty a +good mile before he let go. The King got severely +reprimanded for his desecration of the Sabbath.</p> + +<p>I visited the two schools, crowded with promising +children of both sexes. Tonga Tabu is a fertile island +with an industrious population.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 22.</div> + +<p>Weighed. It was curious navigation between the +coral reefs. Suddenly, while weighing, a flaw of wind +veered and caused our stern to touch the edge of a +coral bank, with 80 fathoms under our chains. She +was easily backed off.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 25.</div> + +<p>We started with a fair wind, which turned into a +gale.</p> + +<figure class="figcenter" id='i_173'> + <img class="h100" src="images/i_173.jpg" alt=""> + <figcaption><span class='ships'>Mæander</span> in a Gale.</figcaption> +</figure> + +<p>We had not many pets, but the purser had a gray +parrot, the right African sort, who would not talk +or be taught, and was voted a nuisance.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_175">[175]</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 26.</div> + +<p>During one of our frequent squalls, in a lee lurch, +everything was capsized and sent to the scuppers, some +of us sent off our legs, decanters, tumblers, lamps, the +parrot’s cage, etc. In the midst of broken crockery +and glass, a voice was calling out “Abaft there!” +“A glass of grog!” It was this much-abused +parrot!</p> + +<p>Ship under close-reefed topsails, main trysail, and +fore-staysail. Weather soon moderated.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 29.</div> + +<p>We were now drawing towards Tahiti, carrying +a mail from Sydney.</p> + +<figure class="figcenter" id="i_174"> + <a href='images/i_174.jpg'><img class="h100" src="images/i_174-t.jpg" alt=""></a> + <figcaption>Point Venus, Tahiti.</figcaption> +</figure> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 8.</div> + +<p>Late in the afternoon a sail was reported, which +we made out, from the round sort of baskets at the +fore- and main-topmast-heads, to be a whaler; she +had boats in the water. We hove to. She hoisted +American colours: her captain came on board—a +respectable-looking old salt, with gray hair.</p> + +<p>Invited him to my cabin, where, with accompaniments +of Manila cheroots and Jamaica rum, we had +an agreeable chat.</p> + +<p>On his leaving, I presented him with a box of +cheroots, saying we had been six months without +European news.</p> + +<p>On which he “guessed” that I must be aware of +the war between France and England.</p> + +<p>He evidently noticed my astonishment, and added +that the French Admiral was at sea looking for the +English fleet.</p> + +<p>We shook hands and so parted. It was then +too dark to see the name of his ship. We made +sail.</p> + +<p>I invited the First Lieutenant to consult on the +news we had received. It was decided that we +would load every gun with round shot, grape, and +canister.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_176">[176]</span></p> + +<figure class="figcenter" id="i_176"> + <a href='images/i_176.jpg'><img class="h100" src="images/i_176-t.jpg" alt=""></a> + <figcaption>Tahiti Harbour.</figcaption> +</figure> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_177">[177]</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 9.</div> + +<p>Soon after daylight we were off the harbour, and at +about seven the English pilot we had heard of, +but accompanied by a French officer, undertook the +steerage.</p> + +<p>I was so interested at the navigation between coral +banks, the beauty of the harbour, the merchant ships, +two fine frigates, with sundry small craft, that I quite +forgot about the guns.</p> + +<figure class="figleft" id="i_177"> + <img class="v20" src="images/i_177.jpg" alt=""> + <figcaption>Bowyear.</figcaption> +</figure> + +<p>Had my gig manned, and directed Bowyear first +to salute the Admiral’s flag, +and when he saw me leaving +to salute the Governor and +French flag.</p> + +<p>He replied: “You forget, +sir, that we have round +shot, grape, and canister in +every gun. I have nothing +but this scoop to draw them, +nor can we get outside +against the sea-breeze to +empty them. I could not +fire a pistol here without +hitting some one.”</p> + +<p>I had, however, to call on the Governor. On +getting alongside the flagship, an officer informed +me that I should find him at the Government House,</p> + +<p>On landing I was received by His Excellency in +full dress, a guard of honour with band playing our +National Air, and all officers attending. I never felt +so guilty or so small.</p> + +<p>The Governor, M. Bonard, Capitaine de Vaisseau +and Commodore, who included in his person that of +Governor and Naval Commander-in-Chief, kindly +put his arm in mine and led me away into his house, +where he said luncheon would be getting cold.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_178">[178]</span></p> + +<figure class="figcenter" id="i_178"> + <a href='images/i_178.jpg'><img class="h100" src="images/i_178-t.jpg" alt=""></a> + <figcaption>Eimeo.</figcaption> +</figure> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_179">[179]</span></p> + +<p>They all spoke or understood English as well as +myself. The luncheon was excellent, wine to match, +and I was hungry.</p> + +<p>After a while the Governor drew his chair near to +mine, and, without alluding to my not having fired +the usual salutes, stated that they were six months +without news from Europe; and that if ever so small +a yacht or strange fishing-vessel hove in sight, it +caused excitement. Telescopes were brought to bear, +and he said, “You may imagine the appearance of a +British frigate——”</p> + +<figure class="figcenter" id="i_179"> + <img class="h100" src="images/i_179.jpg" alt=""> + <figcaption>Inland Scenery.</figcaption> +</figure> + +<p>Before I could commence my explanation he +added, “Every five minutes I am receiving reports +of the withdrawal of round shot, grape, and canister +from every gun in your frigate.”</p> + +<p>I then explained my interview with the master of +the American whaler.</p> + +<p>Every one of the gallant French captains +rose without a moment’s hesitation, shook me +by the hand, expressing a hope that under similar + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_180">[180]</span> +circumstances their officers would have done the +same!</p> + +<p>In due time the salutes were fired and returned, +and we mixed as one family. I have ever found +French naval officers perfect gentlemen.</p> + +<p>Monsieur Gizholme, Lieutenant commanding +the <span class='ships'>Cocyte</span> steamer, managed everything: balls, +dinners, dances, picnics in a lovely and interesting +country. Brierly meanwhile happy with his sketch-book.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Tahiti.</div> + +<p>Among guests I had the honour of entertaining +Queen Pomare. She had been, and appeared very +happy, and was treated with every kindness and +attention.</p> + +<p>Monsieur D. P. Nicolai, commanding the troops, +added considerably to my collection of shells.</p> + +<p>I had the pleasure of renewing acquaintance in the +Baltic with Commodore Bonard, with Gizholme, and +other officers.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 18.</div> + +<p>Having come from the west, owing to our +difference in longitude, found I had a day to spare, +which was a good excuse for lingering in Tahiti, +therefore we gave ourselves a second “Thursday, +July 18.”</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 21.</div> + +<p>Pilot on board, weighed. Having saluted the +French flag and that of Commodore Bonard, stood +over for the island of Guimo. Came to in 19 +fathoms in Opuum Harbour, where we have a depot +of coals wasting for want of covering. This is likewise +a beautiful and well-sheltered harbour with good +fresh water easily obtained.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 23.</div> + +<p>Weighed at daylight; ran out of harbour. Worked +over to Papeete to land our pilot and pick up their +mail. 10 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span>—Boat returned filled, and made sail +to the northward of the island.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_181">[181]</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Valparaiso, +Aug. 23.</div> + +<p>After a month’s light and variable winds, saluted +the flag of Rear-Admiral Phipps Hornby, flying on +board <span class='ships'>Inconstant</span>, 36, Captain John Shepherd.</p> + +<p>We were towed into the anchorage by the boats +of French and English men-of-war.</p> + +<p>There were besides <span class='ships'>Driver</span>, steam sloop, 6, Commander +C. Johnson; <span class='ships'>Champion</span>, 14, Commander +John Hayes.</p> + +<figure class="figcenter" id="i_181"> + <img class="h100" src="images/i_181.jpg" alt=""> + <figcaption>A Coral Atoll.</figcaption> +</figure> + +<p>On my reporting myself to the Commander-in-Chief, +he informed me he had two reprimands from +the Admiralty—one for the affair at Macao, and the +other for interfering with the senior officer on the +Australian Station.</p> + +<p>I applied, in proper form, through my Admiral, to +the Board of Admiralty for two courts-martial.</p> + +<p>The Admiral informed me that the <span class='ships'>Inconstant</span> had +a freight on board and was homeward bound, but +that I being senior, and <span class='ships'>Mæander</span> longer in commission, +might take freight out of <span class='ships'>Inconstant</span> and +so go home, or remain on the station for another year +and take the chance of picking up a freight myself.</p> + +<p>It took me but a few minutes to decide, knowing, +too, that such arrangement would exactly suit Captain + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_182">[182]</span> +Shepherd, officers, and men of both ships as well as +friend Brierly.</p> + +<p>The Admiral’s was a charming establishment. +Besides Mrs. Phipps Hornby, and her sister Mrs. +Parker, there were three daughters. Their son, +Geoffrey, was Flag-Lieutenant.</p> + +<p>They were in the house lately vacated by the +Admiral’s predecessor, Sir George Seymour, where +they were sure to find good stabling if nothing +else.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 24.</div> + +<p>This morning our Chargé d’Affaires, Mr. William +Pitt Adams, arrived from Lima, bringing me a letter +of thanks from Lord Palmerston for the prompt way +in which I had acted at Macao.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 26.</div> + +<p>Joined royal salute in commemoration of the +Prince Consort’s birth.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 2.</div> + +<p>At sunset hoisted Admiral’s flag, <span class='ships'>Inconstant</span> having +sailed for England.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 3.</div> + +<p>Matthew Ash, captain of mizen-top, while on +leave was murdered by one of the crew of a Chilian +frigate, who was subsequently apprehended.</p> + +<p>Ship caulking inside and out, not before it was +needed.</p> + +<p>Watered ship from the luxury of a tank.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 13.</div> + +<p><span class='ships'>Asia</span>, 84, Captain Robert F. Stopford, arrived, +to whom was transferred the Admiral’s flag.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 18.</div> + +<p>Fired royal salute in commemoration of Chilian +Independence.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 19.</div> + +<p>Kindly invited to join Admiral’s party to witness +a rancho: which means to drive wild cattle over a +space of eighty to a hundred square miles into a +strong enclosure.</p> + +<p>Our preparations were amusing, especially to our +pretty lady companions, who looked as if they had +never been out of the saddle.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_183">[183]</span></p> + +<figure class="figcenter" id="i_183"> + <a href='images/i_183.jpg'><img class="h100" src="images/i_183-t.jpg" alt=""></a> + <figcaption><span class='ships'>Mæander</span> at Valparaiso.</figcaption> +</figure> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_184">[184]</span></p> + +<p>We started after luncheon for our 10-mile ride +to Pitama.</p> + +<p>The accommodation afforded by our ranchero +host was a long low building, having a floor, but +no ceiling, mere wooden truckle-beds to sleep on.</p> + +<p>The Admiral and family took possession of one +end, we, the other: within hail, but outside talking +distance.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 20.</div> + +<p>We were up early, but the wild cattle were already +in a disturbed state: bulls and pigs, horses and cows +rushing across each other. The rancheros or drivers +had been out a week. The ground was rough and +varied, but nothing stopped our fair riders.</p> + +<p>It was dusk before half the cattle within the +outer ranchero could be secured. Torches added +to the wildness of the scene.</p> + +<p>The unbroken horses that had been captured by the +young rancheros, and ridden when their own knocked +up, began to lie down.</p> + +<p>The ladies of our party, who had ridden the +whole day, appeared as fresh as their brother; but +the Admiral, who was as hard as nails, himself made +the signal to return home.</p> + +<p>I always regarded him with admiration and +respect. He had commanded the <span class='ships'>Volage</span> in our +Norfolk hero’s, Sir William Hoste’s, frigate action off +Lissa.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 24.</div> + +<p>Weighed from Valparaiso Roads on our northern +cruise.</p> + +<p>Later I saw <span class='ships'>Driver</span> standing out. She was a +full-rigged ship and what our American friends +called a “side wheeler.” Her captain was under the +delusion he could beat us sailing, but our three topsails +only were sufficient to convince him of his mistake.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Coquimbo, +Sept. 27.</div> + +<p>Came to in Coquimbo Bay.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_185">[185]</span></p> + +<figure class="figcenter" id="i_186"> + <a href='images/i_186.jpg'><img class="h100" src="images/i_186-t.jpg" alt=""></a> + <figcaption>Coquimbo.</figcaption> +</figure> + +<p>While cruising in my gig I observed an ancient-looking +church, and landed to inspect it.</p> + +<p>Like other Catholic churches it had the usual +images; but I noticed over a side door a white +marble slab, on which was engraved: “En el año +1578 esta iglesia ha sido profanado par el pirata +ingles Francisco Draki.”</p> + +<p>Sailed 28th.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Callao, +Oct. 5.</div> + +<p>Arrived in Callao Roads. Found United States +<span class='ships'>Vandalia</span>, also <span class='ships'>Naiad</span> with stores and topgallant-yards +across.</p> + +<p>Saluted Peruvian flag with twenty-one guns.</p> + +<p>Much to the distress of Commander William +Browne I had directions to convert the once beautiful +frigate <span class='ships'>Naiad</span> into a store-ship.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 10.</div> + +<p>Weighed and made sail. Observed French +Commodore Fourichon standing for Callao.</p> + +<p>A fresh south-easter carried us across the Equator +in 113° west, after which we had a long and tedious +voyage.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>San +Blaas, +Nov. 12.</div> + +<p>At daylight made Piedra Blanca de Tierre: a +remarkable white rock, some twelve miles from the +coast, appearing in the distance like a large ship. At +noon came to in San Blaas Roads. Purchased cedar +planks for making treasure boxes.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 17.</div> + +<p>Came to in Mazatlan Harbour. Saluted the +Mexican flag with twenty-one guns.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 24.</div> + +<p>Saluted Mr. Charles Bankhead, English Minister, +on his visiting the ship.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mazatlan.</div> + +<p>An English brig, the <span class='ships'>Gazelle</span>, arrived at Mazatlan +with a number of passengers from San Francisco, +several of whom died on the passage from dysentery +and other diseases contracted before embarking. +The brig touched at Cape St. Lucas, where many +of them landed and refused to return on board.<span class="pagenum" id="Page_187">[187]</span> +The <span class='ships'>Gazelle</span> sailed; they came round in a boat a +few days afterwards.</p> + +<p>At the instigation of well-known characters calling +themselves “lawyers,” and forming part of the Civil +Courts of Justice, the passengers lodged a complaint +against the Master of the <span class='ships'>Gazelle</span> for ill-treatment, +and his having thereby been the cause of deaths on +board.</p> + +<p>At the request of the Captain of the Port I +detained the <span class='ships'>Gazelle</span> and communicated with our +Consul, who, on investigation, decided there were no +grounds for complaint; but, on the contrary, they +had received such treatment as I should have expected, +knowing the high character of Mr. Wood, the master, +whom I had met in India.</p> + +<p>At a later date I received information to the +effect that these “gentlemen lawyers,” Gaxiola and +Cainow, had made an offer to the supercargo of +the <span class='ships'>Gazelle</span>, whom they met on shore, that they +would cancel the proceedings against his ship for +six hundred dollars.</p> + +<p>I also heard that a like sum had been offered by +them to the Captain of the <span class='ships'>Gulnare</span>, an American +brig under almost similar circumstances, but the +Master not having the money, the brig now lies +rotting in the harbour. I allowed the <span class='ships'>Gazelle</span> to +proceed to sea, offering myself to answer any charges +preferred against the Captain.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 26, +Mazatlan.</div> + +<p>The Governor of Mazatlan visited the ship and +was saluted.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 27.</div> + +<p>Foreign Consuls and party were entertained on +board. Saluted them on leaving.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 9.</div> + +<p>Sent launch in charge of Lieutenant Oldfield to +communicate with merchants at Guyamas. The +pinnace in charge of C. H. Johnstone, mid, left for + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_188">[188]</span> +San Blaas. At Mazatlan we moored head and +stern on account of tides, with no room to swing. +Ciervo Island, close by, is a convenient place, on +which we repaired our boats and landed the blacksmith’s +forge, the men working under the eye of the +officers on board. The centre of the island was tall +bush, so that the opposite side could not be seen +except from the masthead.</p> + + +<figure class="figcenter" id="i_188"> + <img class="h100" src="images/i_188.jpg" alt=""> + <figcaption>Sharks at Mazatlan.</figcaption> +</figure> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 22.</div> + +<p>Departed this life George Fuller, A.B. He had +been long lingering, and had an extraordinary twist +in his backbone. He was buried at the back of the +island with due honours. I was kindly entertained +and had a room on shore, but by day was much away +in the gig.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 24.</div> + +<p>In the morning the First Lieutenant found the +boatswain missing, and, later, the doctor. He began +to smell a rat, but thought it advisable to say nothing. +The dingey too was missing. On my coming on +board Bowyear told me the surgeon, John Crawford, +on hearing from his assistant of the death and burial + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_189">[189]</span> +of the poor fellow, whose backbone he coveted, was so +excited that Bowyear stated that the ship’s company +would not like to have the body disturbed; but the +doctor was pertinacious, promising that he could +manage it without anybody knowing. At midnight +he and the boatswain landed in the dingey and +hauled the small boat up on the beach.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 25.</div> + +<p>When I got on board, at muster, nothing had been +seen of either the dingey or the boatswain.</p> + +<p>At noon an American schooner, sailing near us +with a cargo of sheep, hailed. Stating he “guessed” +he had picked up one of our boats at sea, and casting +off the painter, we received our dingey. Doctor and +boatswain hid till midnight and got on board unseen.</p> + +<p>The lagoons which succeed one another for +several miles in a line with the coast to the northward +were full of wild game. It is difficult to +imagine prettier shooting. The water is not above +three or four feet deep, and sufficiently wide to +enable a gun on each side to drive the game. Care +should be taken to drop your birds on the land, as +alligators are in possession of the water.</p> + +<p>One of the midshipmen and myself bagged fifty-two +couple of ducks of various sorts in an afternoon.</p> + +<p>Snipe are also plentiful. To get at the river there +is an extensive bar to cross, which troubled our boats +till they got used to it.</p> + + + + +<hr class='chap x-ebookmaker-drop'> + +<div class='chapter'> +<p><span class='pagenum' id='Page_190'>[190]</span></p> +<h2 class='nobreak' id='CHAPTER_XLVII'>CHAPTER XLVII</h2> +</div> + +<p class='chap-title'><span class="smcap"><span class='ships'>Mæander</span></span></p> + + +<div class='sidenote'>1851. +Mazatlan, +Jan. 1.</div> + +<p>Weighed and made sail, running to the southward +to meet the pinnace, expected from San Blaas with +treasure.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 2.</div> + +<p>Came to at the entrance to the Chamatla River. +A nasty bar, impassable at low water; heavy surf +breaks along the coast. Two of our boats were +swamped in attempting to land. Saved them with loss +of anchors only. Good wild shooting is to be had by +ascending the river in canoes. On the banks, near the +entrance, were hundreds of alligators. Deer in plenty +were seen on the opposite side of a narrow lagoon +which runs parallel with the beach.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 5.</div> + +<p>Pinnace returned. Weighed following day. +Came to in Mazatlan Harbour.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 6.</div> + +<p>Having made arrangements for leaving pinnace +and barge in charge of Mr. May, master, took pilot +on board. Weighed at 5 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 17.</div> + +<p>Came to in Guyamas Harbour. A convenient +port for target practice. Distance from the shore +from eight hundred to a thousand yards; the shot +easily recovered. The weather is generally fine. We +were enabled to send boats to distant points to assist +the merchants; the men enjoyed the change. Bowyear, +the First, was equally contented to remain, and, + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_191">[191]</span> +by drill and various exercises, keep the remaining crew +happy and contented. Among the youngsters, a +universal favourite was a son of Lord Ellesmere, now +about sixteen years of age. In a letter before leaving +England his father wrote: “It is wrong to have a +favourite in a family, but you take with you the +Benjamin of my flock.”</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 27.</div> + +<p>In the evening, returning on board, I noticed the +sad looks of officers as well as men. Bowyear informed +me I should find young Egerton laid in my cabin badly +wounded. The poor boy breathed, but knew me not. +I remained until the end, which came only too soon.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 28.</div> + +<p>Among our friends at Guyamas was the liberal +Catholic Priest, who appeared to rule supreme. +He had a portion of the churchyard, half a mile +from the landing-place, selected for the grave of our +poor young shipmate, who was there buried with +full military honours—a firing party of marines, +band playing that impressive Dead March in “Saul,” +which brought tears from many lookers-on. The +remains were followed by the merchants and authorities +of the place. Ships in port lowered colours.</p> + +<figure class="figcenter" id="i_192"> + <a href='images/i_192.jpg'><img class="h100" src="images/i_192-t.jpg" alt=""></a> + <figcaption>The Cemetery at Guyamas.</figcaption> +</figure> + +<p>I was before this too sad to clearly state cause of accident. +I mentioned that the First Lieutenant was well +pleased with the position of our anchorage, as the +open spaces, as well as position of land and rocks, +afforded good opportunities for target practice, as +well as for musket drill in boats. On the present sad +occasion a mark had been whitewashed on the face of +a huge rock; the boats passing dropped alternate oars +and took shots. We were short of officers: the boatswain +was in the stern-sheets, with the young mid in +charge. In unnecessary haste, the musket of one of +the crew went off, with the sad result.</p> + +<p>Guyamas is worse off than Mazatlan for water;<span class="pagenum" id="Page_193">[193]</span> +all the drinking water comes in skins and small +casks on the backs of mules and donkeys from wells +dug a couple of miles out of the town in the Hermosilla +Road. A sufficient supply was so brought +down to the end of the pier at a charge of $150 per +ton. The country abounds with large hares, difficult +to shoot, except on horseback, within eighty yards, so +they are seldom killed except with ball—a pretty +amusement for good rifle shots. Deer and wild-fowl +are plentiful, but in different directions.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 4.</div> + +<p>We landed our whole force with field-pieces for a +sham fight. The spot selected was adapted for the +purpose, having a sufficient level, besides low brushwood +and elevated rocky ground for manœuvring. +We had erected stones to represent a circular fort +on an eminence, in which four brass boat guns were +mounted, and a piratical flag hoisted to represent the +enemy.</p> + +<p>The field battery having been placed in position, +the force advanced to the assault, but, being repulsed, +they divided, and by circuitous marches on each side +gained some high ground in rear of, and commanding +the fort, when the field battery, a little in advance of +its original position, again opened fire. The fort was +carried, the Mexican flag hoisted; the band played +their National Air, and the army, as well as spectators, +cheered, consisting of the whole population of +Guyamas.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 15</div> + +<p>Being spring tides, weighed and ran out into +deeper water. Came to in five fathoms off the islands +of Paxaros. During our stay here we received about +$400,000, none of which paid Custom dues.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 17.</div> + +<p>1 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span>—The Governor of Guyamas having come +on board, weighed. Shortened sail on passing the cave +on Vincente Point, where a number of our Guyamas + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_194">[194]</span> +friends, particularly ladies, had assembled to wave last +adieus. Mutual regrets at parting. Saluted the +Governor on his quitting the ship. Cheered from +the rigging and made sail.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 23.</div> + +<p>Came to off San Blaas for water, which is obtained +by rolling casks about 400 yards from the beach +to a river, in which the inhabitants of San Blaas +(both sexes) wash themselves and clothes. The +water, however, is better than that at Mazatlan or +Guyamas.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 28.</div> + +<p><span class='ships'>Champion</span>, 14, Commander John M. Hayes, +arrived from Mazatlan. Supplied her with stores +and provisions.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 1.</div> + +<p>Weighed, standing for Piedra de Mer, off which +we were to pick up our boats.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 2.</div> + +<p>At noon the pinnace and cutter came alongside +with treasure. Sailed, having on board $868,927; +with the exception of the <span class='ships'>Inconstant’s</span>, the smallest +shipment that had been made from this coast. More +than three months had elapsed since the boats and +officers had all been on board together. The long sea +cruise before us comes in well to recover from the +naturally demoralising effects of the frequently prolonged +absence of boats from ship.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 10.</div> + +<p>Twenty minutes before midnight exercised at +general quarters; fired the first gun in two minutes +and forty-five seconds from the beating of the +drum.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 12.</div> + +<p>After evening quarters exercised shifting topsails. +Fresh northerly breezes carried us across the equator, +giving us fair prospects of a good passage to +Valparaiso.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 24.</div> + +<p>Midnight.—Beat to quarters; first gun fired in +three minutes and a half.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 28.</div> + +<p>After evening quarters shifted topsail-yards.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_195">[195]</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>April 1.</div> + +<p>Commenced the new scale of provisions according +to Admiralty circular, a step towards improving the +condition and discipline of the seamen.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>April 8.</div> + +<p>Observed a stranger we had seen two days previously +was still gaining. Tacked to try rate of +sailing. Trimmed ship; re-set sails and communicated +by signal with her, the <span class='ships'>Balmoral</span> of Aberdeen, +from San Francisco, bound to Valparaiso. +Passed to leeward, tacked in her wake and left her +in an extraordinary manner, proving how much might +be gained in a long voyage by trimming, and a little +attention to the set of sails. By sunset she was hull +down.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>April 21.</div> + +<p>Noon.—Came to in Valparaiso Bay. Found here +the United States frigate <span class='ships'>Raritan</span>, and Russian corvette +<span class='ships'>Oambylea</span>. Rear-Admiral Fairfax-Morseby relieves +Rear-Admiral Phipps Hornby, who had sailed on +a cruise.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>April 22.</div> + +<p>Sent boats to tow the Russian corvette to sea. +Taking in water and provisions preparatory to sailing +for England.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 3.</div> + +<p>4 <span class="allsmcap">A.M.</span>—Weighed and made sail. Dark morning, +lee shore. Vessels at anchor; both sides in thirty-six +fathoms, a long heave up and down. Got +the first of a northerly wind. Got up stump +topgallant masts. Carried our breeze as far as +43° south.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 8.</div> + +<p>Exchanged numbers with the <span class='ships'>Amphitrite</span>, 24, +Captain Charles Frederick from England. Frederick +strongly advised us not to attempt Straits of Magellan. +Uneasy motion of the ship made havoc among our +live stock; obliged to throw several bullocks overboard.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 10.</div> + +<p>After a calm got a light northerly wind. Shaped +a course for Cape Pillar, intending to run through the + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_196">[196]</span> +Straits. As the breeze freshened the weather came +on thick and dirty.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Straits of +Magellan, +May 13.</div> + +<p>Running for the land; fresh breeze, hazy weather. +10.40 <span class="allsmcap">A.M.</span>—Observed rocks N.N.E. 11.10.—Another +break in the mist showed us land ahead. +Reefed topsails. 1 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span>—Passed Cape Pillar. 2.30.—Came +to in Mercy Harbour.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 14.</div> + +<p>2.15 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span>—Entered Long Reach. Passed Half +Port Bay. 4.50.—Came to in seven and a half +fathoms, Playa Parda Harbour.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 15.</div> + +<p>Weighed and made sail. 2 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.-</span>-Came to in +Fortescue Bay. Found an American brig, and an +English barque <span class='ships'>Caspar</span> and brig <span class='ships'>Isabella Thompson</span> +dismasted in Port Gallant. A snug and beautiful +harbour. Supplied the brig with one jib-boom for a +main-mast, and the barque with our stream chain.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 16.</div> + +<p>4.20 <span class="allsmcap">A.M.</span>—Weighed. 8.45.—Rounded Cape +Froward. On passing San Nicolas Bay observed +a Chilian man-of-war brig, and American and +Chilian ships at anchor. Came to at 1 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span> in Port +Famine.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Port +Famine, +May 17.</div> + +<p>4 <span class="allsmcap">A.M.</span>—Weighed. 11.15.—Came to in seventeen +fathoms off the settlement to the southward of +Sandy Point. Saluted the Chilian flag. This +penal settlement, under its present Governor, Meños, +a captain in the Chilian Navy, is situated between +the prairie, on which cattle thrive, and the +wooded country, containing the necessary material for +building, is likely to become a large and useful colony. +It has rich soil, an agreeable, bracing climate, and +a coal-mine within a few miles, inland, from which a +stream of good water runs into the sea close to the +settlement.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 18.</div> + +<p>Weighed, and worked to windward. Came to at +11.10 in Loreda Bay.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_197">[197]</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>1851. +May 19.</div> + +<p>Weighed to run between Elizabeth and Magdalene +Islands; got through, but before we could get into +Royal Roads to anchor the flood-tide set us back. +12.30.—Brought up in eight fathoms off N.E. end of +Elizabeth Island.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 20.</div> + +<p>Weighed, and worked up against N.E. wind to the +entrance of the second narrows. Wind heading, +worked into Gregory Bay. Came to at 11.45.</p> + +<figure class="figcenter" id="i_197"> + <img class="h100" src="images/i_197.jpg" alt=""> + <figcaption>In the Straits of Magellan.</figcaption> +</figure> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 21.</div> + +<p>Landed parties to try for guanacoes and ostriches, +stated in the chart to abound here. A few birds +were seen in the distance, as well as animals.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 22.</div> + +<p>Weighed 5 <span class="allsmcap">A.M.</span>, and ran towards the entrance of +the first narrows, passing to the northward of the +Triton Bank. Succeeded, with the assistance of a +strong tide, in getting through, making two tacks only +towards the eastermost end. 10.30.—Trimmed +and set studding-sails. 3.40.—Rounded Dungeness Point.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_198">[198]</span></p> + +<p>4.30.—Taken aback. Came to in fourteen fathoms +off Dungeness Point.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 23.</div> + +<p>7.15—Weighed and made sail on port tack. 9.—Cape +Virgin, W by S. ½ S. 10.—Stowed anchors.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 24.</div> + +<p>Heavy swell from N.E.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 25.</div> + +<p>Light northerly winds; veered round to S.W. and +blew. This was the heaviest gale I ever experienced: +wind constantly shifting, the sea had no time to get +up. Our close-reefed main topsail was blown to +ribbons, and a close-reefed foresail was blown out +of the bolt ropes. That part secured to the yard +by reef points was blown into knots as big as a +Norfolk turnip, and so hard that neither chisel nor +nails could be driven into it. Of the fore staysail +nothing remained. Our quarter galleries and half-ports +were stove in.</p> + +<p>Quarter-deck boats had been well secured, but +the one on the starboard side had been so encrusted +with fibres of the mizen trysail as to have the appearance +of whitewash, which was only removed by three-cornered +iron scrapers.</p> + +<p>As already stated, the sea had no time to rise to +any considerable height. At daylight the gale +moderated. We set a spare fore topsail, reefed, as a +foresail, bent and set main staysail.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 29.</div> + +<p>Breeze moderated and changed to the northward.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 30.</div> + +<p>More bad weather. Split the improvised foresail.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 31.</div> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 2.</div> + +<p>Wind more moderate. Bent proper foresail and +made sail, wind veering round to S.W.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 9.</div> + +<p>Shifted topgallant masts from stump to regulation. +Standing for Cape Frio, opened the entrance of Rio +Janeiro. Observed a barque being towed out by a +Brazilian steam tug.</p> + +<p>Being becalmed the <span class='ships'>Plumper</span> towed us into our + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_199">[199]</span> +anchorage. Met the <span class='ships'>Cormorant</span>, steam sloop, Captain +Herbert Schomberg, coming out; he having received +information from the Consul that the tug <span class='ships'>Satrap</span> was +assisting a slaver.</p> + +<p>The <span class='ships'>Plumper</span>, having towed us to a berth, joined +in the chase. <span class='ships'>Cormorant</span> fired into the tug, and +knocked away her funnel; on being boarded fifteen +slaves were found secreted under hatches, and part of +a slaver’s cargo.</p> + +<p>The tug was anchored and placed under a guard. +The barque got away, but <span class='ships'>Plumper</span> put a shot into her. +The Commander-in-Chief, Rear-Admiral Barrington +Reynolds, was absent at Monte Video.</p> + +<p>Found here <span class='ships'>Tweed</span>, sloop, 18, Commander Lord +Francis Russell. She had been my first ship: then a +28-gun donkey frigate!</p> + +<p>There was also a heavy-looking French frigate +<span class='ships'>Penelope</span>. Also two handsome Spanish corvettes, +<span class='ships'>Esmeralda</span> and <span class='ships'>Arragon</span>, said to have been built +on White’s lines, the United States corvette <span class='ships'>Dale</span>, +and a Dutch brig. Saluted the Brazilian flag, +21 guns.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 12.</div> + +<p>4.30 <span class="allsmcap">A.M.</span>—Weighed and ran out of the harbour +with a light land breeze.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 5.</div> + +<p>Gave the ship her last coat of paint, and remounted +carronades; neither useful nor ornamental.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 28.</div> + +<p>Arrived at Spithead. Saluted the flag of Admiral +the Hon. Sir T. Bladen-Capel, K.C.B. The steam +tender <span class='ships'>Sprightly</span> came off for our freight, $900,000, +consigned to my friend E. Casher, for transhipment +to the Bank of England. At sunset weighed for +Chatham.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 29.</div> + +<p>Anchored at Sheerness. Saluted flag of Vice-Admiral +the Hon. Josceline Percy. Glad to again +renew an acquaintance which commenced when I + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_200">[200]</span> +commanded <span class='ships'>Childers</span> in Mediterranean and was renewed +at the Cape in the <span class='ships'>Dido</span>, when Sir Josceline +was Commander-in-Chief.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 30.</div> + +<p>Paying off commencing. Sad to think out of +360 fine fellows, only 150 are left!</p> + + + + +<hr class='chap x-ebookmaker-drop'> + +<div class='chapter'> +<p><span class='pagenum' id='Page_201'>[201]</span></p> +<h2 class='nobreak' id='CHAPTER_XLVIII'>CHAPTER XLVIII</h2> +</div> + +<p class='chap-title'><span class="smcap">At Home</span></p> + + +<div class='sidenote'>1851. +Aug. 7.</div> + +<p>While <span class='ships'>Mæander</span> was dismantling, I attended the +wedding of my nephew, Edward Coke, and Miss +Agar-Ellis, daughter of Lord Dover, whose house +was close to the Admiralty, and into which I walked +after the breakfast, wearing my wedding favour.</p> + +<p>I was shown into the First Sea Lord’s room, with +whom I had been on terms of intimacy some years.</p> + +<p>Before many minutes the door was thrown open, +and Sir Francis Beaufort, head of the Hydrographical +Department, attended by his staff, addressed me—“Captain +Keppel, before I hold out the hand of +welcome, I come in the name of myself and Board +to thank you for the manner in which you upheld +the dignity of this branch of the service on the +Australian station.” After shaking hands they withdrew. +Being alone with my friend Admiral Deans +Dundas, I ventured on a little chaff, asking him +where their Lordships’ reprimand was. He told me +that they had given the reprimand stronger to Erskine, +on whose report they had acted. This amused me.</p> + +<p>The Admiral then led me into the presence of +Sir Francis Baring, the First Lord, saying, “Here’s +this fellow Keppel. I can do nothing with him,” and +withdrew. A more straightforward, upright man than + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_202">[202]</span> +Sir Francis there could not be. He invited me to go +into the business, which ended in his asking if there +was anything that I wanted at the Admiralty.</p> + +<p>I replied that if he would kindly promote my +First Lieutenant I should not care a straw about the +reprimands! He then said that if my Lieutenant +was in every way eligible he should be promoted. +(Bowyear shortly afterwards served as Commander +in the <span class='ships'>Vengeance</span>, 84, with Captain Lord Edward +Russell. He is now an Admiral, living in Guernsey, +and often comes across in the summer, when we +talk over old times.)</p> + +<p>My invalid wife and self moved into the pretty +lodge in Hyde Park, lent us by my brother-in-law, +Harry Stephenson, Deputy Ranger. The First Exhibition +was in full force, in Hyde Park, the idea having +been originated by the Prince Consort. Weeks passed +before I was tired of the novel scene. Everything +was there, except ships.</p> + +<p>What seemed to astonish our foreign neighbours +most were the size of our bath-tubs, jugs, and basins. +I found that great and good Rajah, Sir James +Brooke, still under the persecution of his former +agent, Mr. Wise, who was assisted by what we called +“The Revenue Cutter,” Mr. Hume! Sir James was +a wreck of his former self. Among our Norfolk +friends and relations I had plenty of shooting.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept.</div> + +<p>Near Quidenham was Edward Eyre, Rector of +Larling. His was a charming family, consisting of +wife, four daughters, and a young son. Eyre kindly +offered to help me in a book I was perpetrating, with +a view to vindicate the character of Rajah Brooke. +Norfolk is a genial county; in spite of politics they +all work together.</p> + +<p>My father on his deathbed had said to his wife + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_203">[203]</span> +that she would be the first lady who ever won the +Derby. He had at the time a promising bay colt, +“Bolingbroke,” who had won the “Hopeful” stakes +at Newmarket in 1849, also the “Prendergast” at the +second October meeting of that year. Edwards was +his trainer. In 1850 Bolingbroke ran sixth in the +Derby stakes in Edwards’s name. Report was strong +that he had been got at. He won the Don stakes at +Doncaster.</p> + +<p>I frequently dined with Rous, and held the +sovereigns when matches were made. My brother-in-law, +Joseph Hawley, was getting up a promising +racing stud. After Goodwood I went with the Rajah +and Brierly for the Cowes Regatta. There were +rumours of old friend Schetky retiring from the office +of marine painter to the Royal Yacht Squadron: the +very thing for Brierly, at all events he might make +friends among the members.</p> + +<p>Every one was anxious to see the clipper yacht +<span class='ships'>America</span>, which won the R.Y.S. Cup. She had +unusually taunt spars, and was sold for £4000.</p> + +<p>In the match against <span class='ships'>Titiana</span> she beat her by four +minutes, twelve seconds. Heard of Tom Spring’s +death—good fellow; he had “benefit of clergy” +too.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov.</div> + +<p>Holyoake of 78th was now at home, and made +me a kind offer of a mount with the Pytchley. My +hunting kit was always ready. I think the meet +was Cottesmore. We were riding down the slope +of a turnip-field, a stiffish hedge at the bottom, a +gate in the left corner. A fox got up in front, +and was through the hedge in a moment.</p> + +<p>There was a cry of “keep your line”; mine was +to the right of the post. Just as my horse sprang +for his jump, some heavy farmer on my right turned + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_204">[204]</span> +my horse into the bottom of the ditch, which held +water.</p> + +<p>Unluckily I was undermost, and my spur penetrated +the left shoulder of the horse, who was got +out, lame as a tree. Friend Holyoake was near at +hand. We had then a walk of four miles. The +next time with the Pytchley I was known as the +“Post Captain.”</p> + + + + +<hr class='chap x-ebookmaker-drop'> + +<div class='chapter'> +<p><span class='pagenum' id='Page_205'>[205]</span></p> +<h2 class='nobreak' id='CHAPTER_XLIX'>CHAPTER XLIX</h2> +</div> + +<p class='chap-title'><span class="smcap">Shore Time</span></p> + + +<div class='sidenote'>1852.</div> + +<p>To Admiralty.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>London, +Jan. 12. +Jan. 13.</div> + +<p>At Woolwich; saw <span class='ships'>Agamemnon</span>, nearly ready for +launching. <span class='ships'>Royal Albert</span>, 120; will be the finest ship +in the world.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 20.</div> + +<p>To Lodge, Club, and Admiralty. Death of the +good Vice-Admiral, Sir William Montague, C.B., +puts friend Walpole on Flag List.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 18.</div> + +<p>Went to Brighton, with possession of Rajah +Brooke’s lodgings, 6 Marine Parade.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 29.</div> + +<p>To Cams for Goodwood. Weather fine. Usual +load on Delmé’s drag.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 30.</div> + +<p>A jolly week finishes to-day.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 8.</div> + +<p>In London. Walked to Twickenham to dine with +the Dowager Lady Albemarle, who made me promise +to meet her solicitor there on Wednesday for my +advantage! Went on Wednesday, but did not see +advantage!</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 29.</div> + +<p>Dined on guard at St. James’s.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 3.</div> + +<p>London dull without money! Great idea of +applying for the Coast of Africa Station. Early +September found me among kind Norfolk friends, +within easy distances. Luckily for myself, but +hardly so for friend Eyre, Larling Rectory was the +centre—besides there was the book. He tried to + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_206">[206]</span> +make me believe that it amused him as much as it +did me. Close by were the Birches at Skipdom, +Partridges at Hockham, and Lord Colborne, whose +keeper at Banham was at my disposal.</p> + +<p>At Quidenham with brother Edward, but the +blood-stock in the neighbourhood had frightened +away the game. Further north had equally kind +welcomes. In those days there was no driving, and +as some of the turnip-fields held more water than +birds, my unwelcome baths were frequent.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 14.</div> + +<p>The great Duke of Wellington died.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Quidenham, +Sept. 17.</div> + +<p>Dined with Lord Colborne, meeting Fanny +Albemarle, who was staying with brother Edward.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 23.</div> + +<p><span class='ships'>Agamemnon</span> to be given away. Reported self +ready to First Sea Lord. Dined with Hyde Parker +at the Admiralty.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 24.</div> + +<p>Visited Baldwin Walker, who had nominated me +to the First Sea Lord.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 25.</div> + +<p>To Reigate to visit Rajah Brooke.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 26.</div> + +<p>Busy drawing up a report for the best means of +suppressing piracy.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 27.</div> + +<p>To the Admiralty at an early hour. <span class='ships'>Agamemnon</span> +given to Sir T. Maitland.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 28.</div> + +<p>To friend Eyre at Larling. Book progressing.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Portsmouth, +Nov. 4.</div> + +<p>The following letter raised my spirits:—</p> + +<div class='blockquot'> +<div class='address'> +<p class='pr1'><span class="smcap">Admiralty</span>, <i>Nov. 3, 1852</i>.</p> +</div> + +<p class='cb'><span class="smcap">My dear Keppel</span>—If there is employment in the +Baltic, or elsewhere, for one of your rank, I will not forget +you.—Yours sincerely,</p> + +<div class='signature'> +<p class='right pr1'> +(Signed) <span class="smcap">M. F. H. Berkeley</span>.</p> +</div></div> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 18.</div> + +<p>Funeral of the Duke of Wellington. After the +procession had passed the Club, having ticket for +St. Paul’s, tried to work my way, but found I was +not big enough.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_207">[207]</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 1.</div> + +<p>By train to Portsmouth and Ryde, <i lang='fr'>en route</i> to +Puckaster for wedding of Fanny Vine and Captain +Times: happy match. <i lang='fr'>Déjeuner</i> for forty-five persons. +Had to propose “Bride and Bridegroom.” Everything +went off well. Dinner at Sir John and Lady +Harrington’s.</p> + +<p>After the wedding my invalid wife was left +under the care of her sisters. I accompanied Fanny +Albemarle to stay with her sister at Mamhead Park, +a charming place near Exeter, belonging to Sir +Lydston Newman, who, being in the Guards, left his +uncle in the family mansion to take care of his young +sister, with whom I was on visit.</p> + +<p>There was a lake which ran parallel with the sea, +full of wild-fowl—swans, ducks, geese, etc.—a most +enjoyable place, with a railway station conveniently +near for excursions.</p> + + + + +<hr class='chap x-ebookmaker-drop'> + +<div class='chapter'> +<p><span class='pagenum' id='Page_208'>[208]</span></p> +<h2 class='nobreak' id='CHAPTER_L'>CHAPTER L</h2> +</div> + +<p class='chap-title'><span class="smcap"><span class='ships'>St. Jean d’ Acre</span></span></p> + + +<div class='sidenote'>1853. +May.</div> + +<p>Warlike rumours. Did not like the idea of +being far from the Admiralty, where I had friends. +My wife was again established in our pretty cottage +at Droxford. The Crosbie family, although separated +by marriages, were kind to their invalid sister. A +gem of same name, daughter of Lord Brandon, Mrs. +Yorke—now a widow—had a son in the Navy.</p> + +<p>For neighbours we had Tom Garnier, the kind +Dean of Winchester. His son, who was afterwards +Dean of Lincoln, married my youngest sister +Caroline.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 21.</div> + +<p>Captain Sir Baldwin Walker, Comptroller, had +built the finest two-decker. The constructor of +a new type of ship had generally been allowed to +nominate the captain. To Sir Baldwin I was indebted +for my appointment to the <span class='ships'>St. Jean d’ Acre</span>, +then fitting at Devonport. She was 3400 tons, +mounting 101 guns on two decks: crew, with officers +and men, 900.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Devonport, +May 23.</div> + +<p><span class='ships'>Acre</span> was commissioned by Commander Peter +Cracroft; most of the officers joined in the first week. +As this will be the fourth ship my kind readers have +helped me to fit out, they should be spared the +intricacies of a dockyard. That everything passed + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_209">[209]</span> +pleasantly I have only to mention that my kind friend +Commodore Michael Seymour was superintendent, +with whose charming family I chiefly lived. Admiral +Sir John Ommaney, K.C.B., a rough diamond, was +Commander-in-Chief. Miss Ommaney, equally kind, +managed the household. Took charge of <span class='ships'>Bellona</span> +hulk.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 30.</div> + +<p>Marine artillerymen and seamen, gunners joined +from <span class='ships'>Impregnable</span>, marines from headquarters, making +in all 200.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 4.</div> + +<p>My old friend, Colonel Yea, and officers of the +Royal Fusiliers, who were at Malta when I was in the +<span class='ships'>Childers</span>, kindly made me an honorary member of +their mess.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 15.</div> + +<p>Admiral came on board to muster and inspect +ship’s company. Manned yards. Got steam up and +successfully tried engines. Got the first of Rodgers’s +iron-stocked bower anchors at the cat-head, 93 cwts.; +neat and serviceable-looking. First experience of +coaling. Received 509 tons. Took us five days. +Turned over from hulk to ship. Bent sails.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 30.</div> + +<p>Slipped moorings, ran out under screw, two miles +beyond the Eddystone. 3 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span>—Returned to the +Sound.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 15.</div> + +<p>3 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span>—Sir James Graham and some Lords of the +Admiralty came on board unofficially. Steamed out. +Saluting flag of Commander-in-Chief, stood out +beyond the Eddystone, and returned to the Sound.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 19.</div> + +<p>Commodore Michael Seymour came on board and +paid advance.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 20.</div> + +<p>8 <span class="allsmcap">A.M.</span>—Weighed, made sail; raised and stowed +screw.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 22.</div> + +<p>9 <span class="allsmcap">A.M.</span>—Off entrance of Cork Harbour, observing +court-martial flag. Stood off until afternoon. On +running in and shortening sail, saluted flag of Rear-Admiral + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_210">[210]</span> +Sir William F. Carroll, K.C.B., and made +signal, “Where to anchor?” Reply, “Where +convenient.”</p> + +<p>There were nineteen ships, in two lines, composing +the Channel Squadron, under Rear-Admiral Sir +Armand Lowry Corry. It was slack water, and the +ships, although moored, were in various positions. +The <span class='ships'>Gondola</span>, cutter yacht, Lord Lichfield, could +scarcely get through. There was no room for us to +haul to the wind. The screw was up. Nothing left +but to sheet home top and topgallant sails, and run +the gauntlet between the lines. As stated, they were +across the tide. Several flying and standing jib-booms +had narrow escapes. At the end of the lines +we anchored.</p> + +<p>The <span class='ships'>Jenny d’ Acre</span>, as the seamen called her, got +kudos: her performance talked of at the clubs in +London. On one occasion Lord Adolphus Fitz-Clarence +remarked on the great advantage of an +auxiliary screw. To which Sir James Graham +replied, “Hang the fellow! He had no screw +down!”</p> + +<p>Friend Brierly was on board, and made a very +clever sketch of <span class='ships'>Gondola</span> and the <span class='ships'>Acre</span>.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 30.</div> + +<p>Fleet weighed, outermost ships first. Steamed and +sailed out of harbour. On getting outside we found +<span class='ships'>Agamemnon</span>, 91, screw steamship, Captain Sir Thomas +Maitland, Commander Robert Hall; <span class='ships'>Hogue</span>, 60, +Captain William Ramsay; <span class='ships'>Blenheim</span>, 60, Captain Hon. +Frederick T. Pelham; <span class='ships'>Imperieuse</span>, 50, screw steam +frigate, Captain Rundle B. Watson (Viscount Gilford, +a lieutenant); <span class='ships'>Tribune</span>, 30, screw steam frigate, +Captain Hon. S. T. Carnegie; <span class='ships'>Vulture</span>, 6, steam +frigate, Captain Fred. H. H. Glasse; <span class='ships'>Desperate</span>, 8, +screw steam ship, Captain William W. Chambers;<span class="pagenum" id="Page_211">[211]</span> +and <span class='ships'>Sidon</span>, 22, paddle wheel, Captain George Goldsmith. +Parted company.</p> + +<p>Remainder formed in two divisions—<span class="smcap">Weather</span>: +consisting of <span class='ships'>Prince Regent</span> (flag), 90, Captain +Frederick Hutton; <span class='ships'>St. Jean d’ Acre</span>, 101; <span class='ships'>Amphion</span>, +34, screw steam frigate, Captain Astley C. Key; +<span class='ships'>Highflyer</span>, 21, screw steam frigate, Captain John +Moore. <span class="smcap">Lee Division</span>: <span class='ships'>Duke of Wellington</span>, 130, +screw steamship, Commodore Henry B. Martin; +<span class='ships'>London</span>, 90, Captain Charles Eden; <span class='ships'>Arrogant</span>, 47, +screw steamship, Captain Hastings R. Yelverton; +<span class='ships'>Valorous</span>, 16, Captain Claude Buckle.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 3.</div> + +<p>8 <span class="allsmcap">A.M.</span>—Made all plain sail to try rate of sailing +(per signal) on a wind. Trial chiefly between the +<span class='ships'>Duke of Wellington</span> and <span class='ships'>St. Jean d’ Acre</span>, in which the +latter had the advantage, a trifle only; the rest +nowhere. <span class='ships'>Acre</span> requiring trifle more false keel! +5 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span>—Formed order of sailing.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 5.</div> + +<p>Tried rate of sailing off the wind, in which <i>St. +Jean d’ Acre</i> was best.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 8.</div> + +<p>9 <span class="allsmcap">A.M.</span>—Got steam up. Admiral on board. +Hoisted his flag. Tried speed with <span class='ships'>Duke of Wellington</span>—about +equal. Engineers complaining of the +coals. 2 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span>—Admiral returned to his ship, taking +flag with him.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 10.</div> + +<p>9.30 <span class="allsmcap">A.M.</span>—Laid out targets. Fleet exercised at +general quarters, firing at a mark.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 12.</div> + +<p>10 <span class="allsmcap">A.M.</span>—Got steam up to try rate with <i>Duke of +Wellington</i> under steam and canvas together; just as +we got our steam well up, <span class='ships'>Duke</span> broke down.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 15.</div> + +<p>Came to at Spithead with the fleet. Moored. +Found <span class='ships'>Blenheim</span>, 60; <span class='ships'>Leopard</span>, 12; brig <span class='ships'>Rolla</span>, 6; +and <span class='ships'>Sidon</span>, 22; also a Russian corvette.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 17.</div> + +<p>At Admiralty: met Sir Edmund Lyons, who had +been promised a command. He was trying to find + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_212">[212]</span> +out what ship they would give him. He was just +then the only flag officer I would care to serve in +the capacity of flag captain, and offered ship and +self for that purpose. On ascertaining that I really +meant what I said, he appeared to be equally satisfied +and went direct to the First Lord, but without success.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 18.</div> + +<p>Vice-Admiral Sir Thomas Cochrane visited and +inspected without notice.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 25.</div> + +<p>4 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span>—Weighed. Steamed into Portsmouth +Harbour and secured alongside <span class='ships'>Camperdown</span>.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 12.</div> + +<p>Not sorry to receive enclosed:—</p> + + +<div class='blockquot'> +<p class='right pr1'><span class="smcap">Admiralty</span>, <i>Nov. 10, 1853</i>.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">My dear Keppel</span>—When <span class='ships'>St. Jean d’ Acre</span> is ready for +sea you will be ordered on a cruise to the southward in order +that you may get your ship’s company into proper training, +and I quite agree with you of the necessity for doing so.—Always +yours sincerely,</p> + +<p class='right pr1'><span class="smcap">Hyde Parker</span>.</p> +</div> + + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 14.</div> + +<p>Turned over to hulk.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 15.</div> + +<p>In steam basin, additional false keel having been +placed from 3 inches forward to 9 abaft, exactly what +I wanted.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 19.</div> + +<p>Noon.—Ship out of basin to hulk. Steam up at +9 <span class="allsmcap">A.M.</span> for amusement of dockyard officials. Ship +coaling. Cleaning hulk, and shifting over.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 26.</div> + +<p>Dressed ship masthead flags. Ships in harbour +manning yards and saluting on Her Majesty’s embarking +from Royal Clarence Victualling Yard. +Ships at Spithead doing same on <span class='ships'>Fairy</span> passing +through <i lang='fr'>en route</i> to Osborne.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 3.</div> + +<p>11.20 <span class="allsmcap">A.M.</span>—Cast off from hulk and steamed out +of harbour. Saluted flag of Vice-Admiral Sir Thomas +Cochrane. Proceeded to Stokes Bay. Tried speed +under steam at measured mile. Mean of six trials just + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_213">[213]</span> +under 12 knots per hour. 3.30 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span>—Came to at +Spithead.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 5.</div> + +<p>Got on board powder and shell. Received +supernumeraries for fleet at Lisbon.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 6.</div> + +<p>3 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span>—Weighed and made sail, standing towards +St. Helens.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Plymouth, +Dec. 7.</div> + +<p>8.40.—Came to in the Sound. Found <span class='ships'>Hogue</span> +and <span class='ships'>Magicienne</span>.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 12.</div> + +<p>Commodore-Superintendent Michael Seymour came +on board and paid advance to newly raised men. Crew +complete. 7 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span>—Weighed; made sail and stood +out of the Sound to join fleet in Tagus.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Off +Tagus, +Dec. 18.</div> + +<p>Took pilot on board and ran into the Tagus by +northern passage. Pilot informing me there was no +quarantine, ran past Belem without picking up health +boat. 3 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span>—Shortened, and while furling sails, +signal from flag to take up a different berth from +that for which we were prepared.</p> + +<p>Being carried up by the tide, and but little steerage +way, had difficulty in clearing <span class='ships'>Imperieuse</span>, and in +swinging carried away <span class='ships'>Desperate’s</span> jibboom. Placed +in quarantine. Signal from flag to “Moor.” When +completed, signal to “Weigh immediately and proceed +to Belem.” Before under weigh, another signal, +“Despatch is necessary.” Wind failing and flood +making, came to in centre of stream.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Lisbon, +Dec. 19.</div> + +<p>Daylight.—Weighed and dropped down to Belem. +Fleet in river, consisting of <span class='ships'>Prince Regent</span>, flag; <i>Duke +of Wellington</i>, Commodore H. Martin; <span class='ships'>Imperieuse</span>, +<span class='ships'>Arrogant</span>, <span class='ships'>Tribune</span>, <span class='ships'>Valorous</span>, <span class='ships'>Desperate</span>, <span class='ships'>Odin</span>, +<span class='ships'>Amphion</span> and <span class='ships'>Cruizer</span>.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 20.</div> + +<p>Having got pratique, 2 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span>, weighed and made +sail. Worked up. Fired two royal salutes, in +company with the fleet, on the young King of +Portugal visiting and leaving. 4.30—Came to, as + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_214">[214]</span> +per signal, in 26 fathoms, Packet Stairs, N.E. by +E. Measles in the ship; sent cases to hospital.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 24.</div> + +<p>Light and contrary winds with falling tides. +Signal made for particular ships to weigh. 10.40 +<span class="allsmcap">A.M.</span>—Weighed to allow <span class='ships'>Duke of Wellington</span> to pass +clear. At 11, having water-tank alongside, came to +in 22 fathoms. Fleet under way, working down. +Breeze freshening, found ship dragging anchor. +Stood as close as we could, with safety, in-shore to +get out of the way.</p> + +<p><span class='ships'>Desperate</span> missing stays, and having got stem +way fell thwart our hawse, carrying away mainmast +and portion of her bulwarks, we losing jib and flying +jibboom, and bowsprit cap starting. After this and +other mishaps, fleet came to an anchor. Chief more +at home in Cowes Roads.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Off +Lisbon, +Dec. 28.</div> + +<p>11.30.—Weighed. Noon.—Made sail, running +down the Tagus for a month’s cruising for the purpose +of exercising newly raised men. Cruising ground +between Cape Roca and Madeira. Wind blowing +fresh from the N.E., made for the islands.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 31.</div> + +<p>1 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span>—Came to in 40 fathoms, Funchal Roads. +Saluted the Portuguese flag.</p> + + + + +<hr class='chap x-ebookmaker-drop'> + +<div class='chapter'> +<p><span class='pagenum' id='Page_215'>[215]</span></p> +<h2 class='nobreak' id='CHAPTER_LI'>CHAPTER LI</h2> +</div> + +<p class='chap-title'><span class="smcap"><span class='ships'>St. Jean d’ Acre</span>—Cruising</span></p> + + +<div class='sidenote'>1854. +Madeira, +Jan. 2.</div> + +<p>Many friends on shore, besides residents; among +them Frederick Grey, with his charming but invalid +wife. My intention was, weather permitting, to +anchor in the Roads on Saturdays, remain Sundays, +and proceed on a cruise Monday mornings. Among +sailing and yachting friends was Sir Charles Lyall, +requiring change of air.</p> + +<p>Frederick Grey had brought his wife, but she was +delicate, and preferred the shore; in such an open +anchorage the swell is uncertain. Regular exercise +improved health and strength of crew. We sometimes +anchored among the Deserter Islands. On +Saturdays, if smooth, the poor invalid ladies, mostly +young and consumptive, used to come on board in +charge of their doctors. Music was always at hand, +and very willing partners.</p> + +<p>It was pitiable to see the pretty girls, with that sad +hectic flush on the cheek, pleading with their doctors +for “one, only one” quadrille, and the doctors reminding +their patients of the one month, or so many +weeks, they had to live, and that each dance would +shorten life so many days. Most of the poor dears +preferred the dance.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 13.</div> + +<p>Anchored in Porto Santo, leaving Grey to amuse +himself. Started in gig to explore the interior + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_216">[216]</span> +harbour. On nearing the land, found a surf breaking: +pulled to the eastward. Approaching the +Stone, further on, observed smooth water inside the +surf. I entered, pulling a good half mile in perfect +safety. We amused ourselves in dredging for shells, etc.</p> + +<figure class="figcenter" id="i_216"> + <img class="h100" src="images/i_216.jpg" alt=""> + <figcaption>Gunnery Exercise.</figcaption> +</figure> + +<p>On returning on board found that Fred Grey +had watched the gig carefully through my best +Dolland. Seeing her disappear behind the surf, he +told me that he had written the Admiralty an +account of my loss, and requested he might be +appointed to the vacancy!</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 14.</div> + +<p>Weighed at daylight, arriving next day in +Funchal Roads.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 17.</div> + +<p>Had a party on board to breakfast and dance.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 19.</div> + +<p>Weighed and made sail, having been most hospitably +entertained during our visit.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 21.</div> + +<p>The last month’s cruise gave me thorough +confidence in the crew. We had throughout the +usual exercise before sunset in reefing and other + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_217">[217]</span> +manœuvres. The officers of the night watches were +at liberty to use their discretion in making or shortening +sail, reporting any change to the Captain. +Weather beautiful. Until midnight I had walked +the deck with the officer of the watch. My cot +was under the poop.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 22.</div> + +<p>About an hour after I heard the “pat” of single +drops of rain. Recollecting the old saying, “Rain +before the wind, take topsails in; wind before the +rain, make sail again,” I rang the bell for the officer +of the watch. He said it was a beautiful night. +I cautioned him to keep a good look-out, hands by +halyards, etc. Not many minutes after, the three +topgallant masts were over the side. The ship was +hove to. The wreck was cleared by daylight.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 23.</div> + +<p>The wind abated, but not the sea, and, horror of +horrors, at daylight the main topmast was found sprung +just below the rigging. The main topmast of such a +ship was heavy, and with ever so light a swell difficult +to control, but I determined to risk the responsibility. +The chief danger was, after the head of the new +topmast had been passed through the main cap, a +lurch might spring the head of the mainmast.</p> + +<p>A victory after a fight could not have given me +greater pleasure than when the fid was in its place, +and support spread like a cobweb. Fair readers, +forgive my attempting to describe the event; such a +thing can never happen again. Nor should you hear +of it now, had I not registered a vow to tell the +“truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth, +so help me ——.” By the 31st we were in Gibraltar +Bay, and soon got rid of every vestige of our mishap.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Gibraltar, +Feb. 4.</div> + +<p>12.30.—Weighed and steamed out, having received +orders to rejoin the Fleet at Lisbon, without +delay.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_218">[218]</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 5.</div> + +<p>3 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span>—Observed the fleet in the Tagus, Rear-Admiral +Corry having shifted his flag from blue to +white. 4.30.—Came to in 12 fathoms off Belem +Castle, having eight days’ quarantine to complete +from the time of leaving Gibraltar.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 6.</div> + +<p>De Crispigny promoted to rank of Lieutenant, +and appointed to <span class='ships'>James Watts</span>. Put him on board +<span class='ships'>Desperate</span> as she steamed past on her way home.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Lisbon, +Feb. 12.</div> + +<p>11 <span class="allsmcap">A.M.</span>—Weighed, rejoined fleet, came to off +Packet Stairs.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 15.</div> + +<p>Weighed and made sail as per signal. Hove to +for fleet at noon; filled and took station in line-of-battle +astern of flag, <span class='ships'>Duke of Wellington</span> leading +division.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>At Sea, +Feb. 21.</div> + +<p>9 <span class="allsmcap">A.M.</span>—Fleet formed ahead of lee column. Hove +to; laid out targets and exercised at general quarters.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 1.</div> + +<p>Arrived Spithead. Found <span class='ships'>Princess Royal</span> with +flag of Vice-Admiral Sir Charles Napier; <span class='ships'>Edinburgh</span>, +flag of Rear-Admiral Chads; <span class='ships'>Boscawen</span>, <span class='ships'>Hogue</span>, +<span class='ships'>Odin</span>, <span class='ships'>Leopard</span>, <span class='ships'>Magæra</span>, <span class='ships'>Dragon</span>, <span class='ships'>Simoom</span>, and +<span class='ships'>Frolic</span>. 5 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span>—Sailed <span class='ships'>Simoom</span>, one of our early +magnificent class of transports, with First Battalion +Scots Fusilier Guards <i lang='fr'>en route</i> to Crimea. Manned +rigging and cheered.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 2.</div> + +<p>Completed water. Sent Phipps, one of our +promising youngsters, to the hospital. Laid out, +and had constant practice at target (an exercise +which continued to end of the chapter!).</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 5.</div> + +<p>Arrived <span class='ships'>Royal George</span>, Codrington.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 10.</div> + +<p>Arrived <span class='ships'>Duke of Wellington</span>, and hoisted flag of +Admiral Sir Charles Napier. Manned yards, fired +royal salute, and cheered as Her Majesty passed +through the fleet.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 11.</div> + +<p>12.30—The Queen visited the fleet in the <span class='ships'>Fairy</span> +yacht. Cheered from the rigging as Her Majesty + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_219">[219]</span> +passed. Later, signal from the yacht for Admirals +and Captains to be presented to Her Majesty by the +First Lord of the Admiralty.</p> + +<p>Each ship had friends on board. I had my due +proportion of visitors. Among them Brierly, nephew +Bury; Edward, now Lord Digby; young Harry +Stephenson, whose father, my brother-in-law, had +quarrelled with me not long before for having offered +to take one of his boys to sea. He now was the +greatest child, dancing a hornpipe on the forecastle in +Hessian boots! His son Harry, too young to enter +the Navy, was stowed away, and remained with me, +as did Brierly and Bury.</p> + +<p>The wind was west-north-west. Made sail before +weighing. Yards braced for casting to port. Although +on the poop with friends had assumed charge. Signal +made, “Fleet to weigh.” Her Majesty in yacht +ready to lead.</p> + +<p>The master at that moment reported there was +only one ship’s length between us and the head of +the Spit. The anchor was already at the cathead. +Piped “Belay.” “Man starboard braces.” As she +came head to wind, ran the jibs up, heading towards +the Spit. With the stern-way thus secured we were +in deep water, and shortly in position next astern of +the flag. Old seamen may ask, “Why starboard +instead of port braces?”</p> + +<p>For increase of purchase I had the head braces, +when they reached the main bitts, led across, which +was quickly understood by that useful body of men +the Royal Marines. When this little manœuvre was +explained, Digby went below and wrote a cheque +for £100. Never was a tip more welcome. Her +Majesty led the fleet as far as the Nab. 2.30.—Hove +to. Friends left according to their arrangements + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_220">[220]</span> +as we ran slowly along the coast. Wind fair, +weather fine, and constant communication. Many +remained until following day. With yachts and +pleasure boats it was a grand sight. At 4 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span> we, +by signal, formed into two lines—</p> + + +<div class='poetry-container'> +<div style='text-align: left;'> + +<div style='float: left; margin-right: 3em;'> +<p class='center mt1'><span class="smcap">Port.</span></p> +<ul class='ships mth'> +<li><span class='ships'>Edinburgh.</span></li> +<li><span class='ships'>Hogue.</span></li> +<li><span class='ships'>Blenheim.</span></li> +<li><span class='ships'>Ajax.</span></li> +<li><span class='ships'>Tribune.</span></li> +<li><span class='ships'>Amphion.</span></li> +</ul></div> + +<div style='float: right;'> +<p class='center mt1'><span class="smcap">Starboard.</span></p> +<ul class='ships mth'> +<li><span class='ships'>Duke of Wellington.</span></li> +<li><span class='ships'>St. Jean d’ Acre.</span></li> +<li><span class='ships'>Royal George.</span></li> +<li><span class='ships'>Princess Royal.</span></li> +<li><span class='ships'>Imperieuse.</span></li> +<li><span class='ships'>Arrogant.</span></li> +</ul></div></div></div> + + +<p class='mt1'>Frigates: <span class='ships'>Leopard</span>, flag of Admiral Plumridge, +<span class='ships'>Valorous</span> and <span class='ships'>Dragon</span>.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 12.</div> + +<p><span class='ships'>Hecla</span> joined with Baltic pilots. Rough lot; huge +pipes, sealskin caps, and waistcoats!</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 13.</div> + +<p>Fleet weighed. Proceeded. Dense fog.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 15.</div> + +<p>No rendezvous given.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 16.</div> + +<p>Admiral firing a gun every fifteen minutes. Fog +continuing. Several of the fleet missing.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Vinga +Sound, +Mar. 19.</div> + +<p>Admiral shifted flag to <span class='ships'>Valorous</span> and proceeded +to Copenhagen.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 22.</div> + +<p>Sunset.—<span class='ships'>Valorous</span> returned with Commander-in-Chief, +bringing lots of cherry brandy.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Vinga +Sound, +Mar. 23.</div> + +<p>Weighed in company with fleet. Formed prescribed +order of sailing, proceeded towards the Great +Belt. 3. <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span>—<span class='ships'>Neptune</span>, with flag of Rear-Admiral +Corry, in sight. Salutes exchanged between Admirals. +Signal made “Prepare to anchor.” The usual routine +of manœuvring, firing at targets, etc., went on. <i>St. +Jean d’ Acre</i> being one of the few fitted with distilling +apparatus, we were constantly supplying other ships +with pure water.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_221">[221]</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Kioga +Bay, +April 3.</div> + +<p>Squally weather. 1.30.—Parted B.B. cable while +veering quickly after letting go, but saved fouling +<span class='ships'>Royal George</span>. Struck topmasts and let go sheet-anchor.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>April 4.</div> + +<p>Succeeded in hooking B.B. cable, but too much +swell to weigh. Succeeded later.</p> + +<p>Following communication made from Commander-in-Chief +by signal flags from each yard-arm as well +as masthead.</p> + +<div class='blockquot'> +<p>“Lads! war is declared; with a bold and +numerous enemy to meet.</p> + +<p>“Should they offer us battle, you know how to +dispose of them.</p> + +<p>“Should they remain in port we must try and get +at them.</p> + +<p>“Success depends on the precision and quickness +of your firing.</p> + +<p>“Lads! sharpen your cutlasses, and the day is +your own!”</p> +</div> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_222">[222]</span></p> + +<figure class="figcenter" id="i_222"> + <a href='images/i_222.jpg'><img class="h100" src="images/i_222-t.jpg" alt=""></a> + <figcaption><span class='ships'>St. Jean d’Acre</span>.</figcaption> +</figure> + + + + +<hr class='chap x-ebookmaker-drop'> + +<div class='chapter'> +<p><span class='pagenum' id='Page_223'>[223]</span></p> +<h2 class='nobreak' id='CHAPTER_LII'>CHAPTER LII</h2> +</div> + +<p class='chap-title'><span class="smcap">The Baltic Fleet</span></p> + + +<div class='sidenote'>1854. +Kioga +Bay.</div> + +<p>My cabin was the after-part of the main-deck, +with its accommodation and comforts; but under +the impression that business was intended I did away +with luxuries. Instead of drawers I had tin cases to +fit neatly overhead between the beams. One quarter-gallery +was my bath and dressing-room; no bulkheads +of any sort. At dinner-time a temporary +canvas-screen fitted, after we went to the stern walk, +which did duty of after-cabin. Exercising at quarters, +we transferred the foremost guns from each side, and +fired them out of my cabin windows.</p> + +<p>On visiting Clarence Paget in the <span class='ships'>Princess Royal</span> +I found a cot hung up, with a chubby-faced boy down +with fever. It was Victor Montagu, the young son +of Lord Sandwich, midshipman and nephew of his +captain. We met afterwards in China and elsewhere.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>April 12.</div> + +<p>Daylight.—Fleet weighed and made sail as per +signal. In all, 39 pennants.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>April 25.</div> + +<p>Dressed ships with masthead flags in honour of +the birthday of the Princess Alice.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 1.</div> + +<p>Arrived the <span class='ships'>Austerlitz</span>, 100 guns, screw propeller, +Captain Laurençin, the first of the French fleet. +She had been several days at different rendezvous. +On board was my friend Gizholme of Tahiti as second.<span class="pagenum" id="Page_224">[224]</span> +Our meeting was cordial: we embraced as Frenchmen. +Beyond the exchange of salutes, no further public +mark shown of how we appreciated the alliance, but +the figureheads, “Napoleon and Wellington,” were +confronting one another.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Elgsmabben, +May 4.</div> + +<p>Arrived, Captain Henry Seymour, from West +Indies and England. We had long been on the +look-out for the <span class='ships'>Cumberland</span>. It was a pleasure and +amusement to initiate Seymour into the mysteries of +this warlike fleet, which no one seemed to understand. +My friend had a charming younger brother, Wilfrid, +with him, whose profession had not been decided on. +Henry was full of life and spirits, looking forward to +great things—yet to be done.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 5.</div> + +<p>Fleet weighed as per signal, screws under steam, +and proceeded through the Daläräo Channel. Rendezvous +Golska Sands. <span class='ships'>Austerlitz</span> in co. Before +the leading ships had reached the Landsort Lighthouse, +the whole fleet was enveloped in fog.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 7.</div> + +<p>Commander George Wodehouse joined the +fleet.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 8.</div> + +<p>Intelligence having reached of death from drowning +of Captain Foote of the <span class='ships'>Conflict</span>, the Admiral promoted +Commander Cumming of the <span class='ships'>Gorgon</span> into the +vacancy, appointing Commander Cracroft of this ship +to the <span class='ships'>Gorgon</span>; sending the Commander of the +<span class='ships'>Cressy</span>, John Dorville, who was anxious for a change +anywhere, to the <span class='ships'>St. Jean d’Acre</span>; and promoting the +first lieutenant of the <span class='ships'>Duke</span>, an arrangement which +appeared to give satisfaction to all parties except +myself, who had parted with an esteemed friend and +good officer. I was glad, however, to get Dorville.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 17.</div> + +<p>A division of ships placed under command of +Rear-Admiral Corry. Remainder formed into two +lines:—</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_225">[225]</span></p> + +<div class='poetry-container'> +<div style='text-align: left;'> +<div style='float: left; margin-right: 3em;'> +<ul class='ships'> +<li><span class='ships'>Duke of Wellington.</span></li> +<li><span class='ships'>Hogue.</span></li> +<li><span class='ships'>St. Jean d’Acre.</span></li> +<li><span class='ships'>Blenheim.</span></li> +<li><span class='ships'>Austerlitz.</span></li> +</ul> +</div> +<div style='float: right;'> +<ul class='ships'> +<li><span class='ships'>Edinburgh.</span></li> +<li><span class='ships'>Cressy.</span></li> +<li><span class='ships'>Cæsar.</span></li> +<li><span class='ships'>Princess Royal.</span></li> +</ul></div></div></div> + +<div class='sidenote'>Running +for +Hangö.</div> + +<p>We used to be next astern of the flag, but I fancy +the Chief got tired of our figurehead—a fine half-figure +of Sir Robert Stopford—always looking into the +stern-windows of his cabin!</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Running +for +Hangö +Island.</div> + +<p>11 <span class="allsmcap">A.M.</span>—Signal made for us to proceed in chase +of a stranger ahead. May 14 having been fixed as +the latest day on which neutral vessels quitting a +Russian port would be allowed to pass the line of +blockade, brought in sight a number of vessels, from +whom we obtained accurate information of the position +and force of the Russian fleets at Kronstadt and +Helsingfors. 8 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span>—Resumed station in line of battle.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 18.</div> + +<p>Signal made for us to look out on starboard beam +of flag.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 19.</div> + +<p>7 <span class="allsmcap">A.M.</span>—Boarded several vessels that had left +Kronstadt or Narva on or before the 14th. 8.30 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span>—Resumed +station.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 21.</div> + +<p>Arrived <span class='ships'>Arrogant</span> and <span class='ships'>Hecla</span> with Russian prize +barque, which they had cut out at Eckness. They +were cheered on joining the fleet.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 22.</div> + +<p>Received from the <span class='ships'>St. George</span> our spare screw propeller, +seven tons weight; awkward to stow. Placed +it athwart, and between the end of the booms and +galley-funnels. Still supplying distilled water!!</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 24.</div> + +<p>Fired royal salute in commemoration of Her +Majesty’s birthday.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Hangö +Roads, +May 26.</div> + +<p>9.30 <span class="allsmcap">A.M.</span>—Commander-in-Chief came on board, +nominally to inspect, and left again after having +made some unjust remarks relative to the gunnery + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_226">[226]</span> +and drill of the ship, such as, if reported to the +Admiralty, might be considered by them as an +excuse for his having for so long persistently avoided +the neighbourhood of the enemy’s ships.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 2.</div> + +<p>8.45.—Came to with the fleet in Barösund.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 3.</div> + +<p>Arrived <span class='ships'>Hecla</span>, who supplied us with eight oxen, +without fodder! Slaughtered them. Received +more potatoes than we could consume.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 4.</div> + +<p>Arrived <span class='ships'>Pigmy</span>, Lieutenant James Hunt, my <span class='ships'>Dido</span> +shipmate.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 9.</div> + +<p>Stood out of Barösund.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 12.</div> + +<p>5.30 <span class="allsmcap">A.M.</span>—Weighed under steam, standing to +the eastward. <span class='ships'>Imperieuse</span> and <span class='ships'>Arrogant</span> joined, we +being on their cruising-ground. Fleet came to off +Helsingfors, from which place, by telescope, the masts +of some of the Russian fleet could be seen at anchor +in the harbour.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 13.</div> + +<p>At 5.30 <span class="allsmcap">A.M.</span>—Fleet weighed and made sail. +6.30.—Observed the French fleet to the westward. +The French Vice-Admiral, M. P. Deschênes, +hoisted the English ensign at the main, and saluted +flag of Sir Charles Napier. Salute returned. English +fleet saluting French flag. 10.—Shortened and +furled; proceeded under steam.</p> + +<p>On joining company, found French fleet to consist +of the <span class='ships'>Inflexible</span>, 90, Vice-Admiral Deschênes; <i>Du +Guesclin</i>, 90, Rear-Admiral Penana; <span class='ships'>Hercule</span>, 100, +Captain Louien; <span class='ships'>Jemappes</span>, 100, Captain Robin du +Parc; <span class='ships'>Taga</span>, 100, Captain Fabore; <span class='ships'>Duperié</span>, 82, +Captain Penana; and <span class='ships'>Trident</span>, 82, Captain F. de +Maussion de Condé, with seven frigates, besides +steamers. French fleet hove to, while our fleet +passed heading into Barösund. Paddle-wheel +steamers assisting in towing French fleet in.</p> + +<p>1 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span>—Came to in sixteen fathoms. After the + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_227">[227]</span> +French fleet had anchored, the allied forces in Barösund +consisted of 19 English ships of the line (11 +of these screws), 8 French ships of the line (1 screw) +4 French, and one English frigate, 13 steamers of +both nations. We had also the <span class='ships'>Belleisle</span> (Hospital) +and <span class='ships'>Resistance</span>, store-ship, making a total of 47 +men-of-war. There were in the anchorage <span class='ships'>Esmeralda</span>, +and R.Y.S. <span class='ships'>Gondola</span>, Lord +Lichfield’s yacht, besides +colliers and transports, +making altogether a goodly +sight. The French fleet +had 2000 marines on board, +beyond their complement.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 14.</div> + +<p>Admiral Sir Charles +Napier visited the French +Commander-in-Chief in the +<span class='ships'>Inflexible</span>; the French fleet +manning yards and cheering.</p> + +<figure class="figleft" id="i_227"> + <img class="v20" src="images/i_227.jpg" alt=""> + <figcaption>The Commander-in-Chief.</figcaption> +</figure> + +<div class='sidenote'>Barösund, +June 15.</div> + +<p>French Vice-Admiral, +Parseval Deschênes, returned +Sir Charles Napier’s visit. +The captains of the British +ships attended on board the +<span class='ships'>Duke of Wellington</span>, when +they were introduced to the +French Admiral, and honours +paid him similar to those +received by Sir Charles Napier. Received powder +and shot from <span class='ships'>Resistance</span>.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 16.</div> + +<p>Laid out targets at 750 yards, and exercised at +general quarters. Practice particularly good at mark—a +single staff cut down over and over again. Received +shot from <span class='ships'>Resistance</span>, 10, troop-ship, Master +Commander Manser Bradshaw.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_228">[228]</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 20.</div> + +<p>Dressed ship with masthead flags, and at noon +both fleets fired a royal salute in honour of anniversary +of Her Majesty’s accession.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sestran +Island, +June 24.</div> + +<p>French fleet proceeded to eastward, Admirals +communicating, when it was proposed by Parseval +Deschênes to Sir Charles Napier that, to prove to +the Russians the <i lang='fr'>entente cordiale</i> that existed between +our nations, the English screw-liners should each take +a French liner in tow, and proceed in line past the +Russian forts, the French Admiral, as senior officer, +waiving his right of precedence. His proposition was +not acceded to by Sir Charles Napier; the excuse +that “His Captains were too inexperienced to undertake +such an operation”!</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Off +Kronstadt, +June 26.</div> + +<p>5 <span class="allsmcap">A.M.</span>—Fleet weighed under steam. French fleet +in co., proceeding easy to eastward. 11 <span class="allsmcap">A.M.</span>—Approached +near enough to Kronstadt to observe +the mastheads of the Russian fleet and then wore. +1.50.—Came to in 16 fathoms. Anchored in two +columns. Frigates and steamers sent to reconnoitre.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 27.</div> + +<p><span class='ships'>Driver</span> arrived. Cholera made its appearance on +board both fleets. Elliot, Clarence Paget, and myself +took advantage of a kind invitation from Lord Lichfield +for a sail on board the <span class='ships'>Gondola</span>, as we might run +pretty close to the entrance of Kronstadt without +attracting attention.</p> + +<figure class="figcenter" id="i_229"> + <a href='images/i_229.jpg'><img class="h100" src="images/i_229-t.jpg" alt=""></a> + <figcaption>The <span class='ships'>Gondola</span> Yacht off Tolbeacon Light.</figcaption> +</figure> + +<p>We were some distance inside the Tolbeacon +Lighthouse, as were also the cruising frigates, when +we observed a large Russian steamer standing out. +When it was thought advisable for us to haul to +the wind, the sudden change of motion and difference +of size of ships had the effect on me of a stomach +pump; and when it was reported that the Russian was +steering for us, I considered myself a Russian prisoner! +However, cruisers quickly discovered our position + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_230">[230]</span> +and ran towards the Russian, which returned to +Kronstadt. This led to a report getting into the +English papers that we had been chased by the +Emperor Nicholas in person.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 28.</div> + +<p>Hoisted masthead flags, and at noon both fleets +fired a royal salute in honour of anniversary of Her +Majesty’s coronation. On these occasions the French +and English flags were hoisted together. My distillery +was never at rest, supplying fleet with the +purest of water.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 29.</div> + +<p>9.30 <span class="allsmcap">A.M.</span>—Weighed; made all plain sail for +exercise. During our stay off Kronstadt, steamers and +boats from the fleet were continually sounding on the +north side of the island, thereby pointing out from +whence an attack might be expected, when nothing of +the sort was ever contemplated.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 1.</div> + +<p>There was a creek that ran up a considerable distance +to the rear of the Kronstadt Batteries. Scarcely +a ship of the line that did not submit to the consideration +of the Commander-in-Chief an exact model +of the boats and spars, with weight and draught of +each, by which heavy ordnance could be conveyed to +the rear of the Russian Batteries. The Commander-in-Chief’s +fore-cabin was half full of these clever +and interesting models, which were not even acknowledged.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 2.</div> + +<p>9.30.—Weighed under steam. Fleets in co. +6 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span>—Came to off Seskan Island.</p> + +<p>No encouragement given by Chief to mix with +cheery allies.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 13.</div> + +<p>Sailed <span class='ships'>Majestic</span>, on a cruise, being sickly with +cholera.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 18.</div> + +<p>Arrived <span class='ships'>Dauntless</span>, 33, screw-steamer frigate. +Captain Alfred P. Ryder. Joined Mr. Stanley Graham, +son of First Lord, midshipman from <span class='ships'>Dauntless</span>.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_231">[231]</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 21.</div> + +<p>Admiral Corry returning to England in <span class='ships'>Dauntless</span>, +ships remaining were placed under the orders +of Commodore Martin, and proceeded to cruise in +the Gulf of Finland. 4.30 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span>—Arrived Admiral +Plumridge in <span class='ships'>Leopard</span>; with a division of steamers +joined company. 7 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span>—Rounded Lagskar Lighthouse. +9.45.—Came to in 13 fathoms in Ledsund.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 22.</div> + +<p>Notice having been received that 10,000 French +troops were coming out, preparations were made for +an attack on the fort at Bomarsund. The destruction +of which might, with little or no difficulty, have +been accomplished in the month of April by a division +of the British fleet.</p> + +<p>At daylight the block-ships and <span class='ships'>Amphion</span> under +Admiral Chads, and steam division under Admiral +Plumridge, proceeded towards Bomarsund—a safe +channel for ships of any draught having been discovered +by Captain William Hall of <span class='ships'>Hecla</span>, and +afterwards buoyed off by Captain Sullivan.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 24.</div> + +<p>Marines inspected by Colonel Graham, who +pronounced them the finest body of men he had seen +in the fleet.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 26.</div> + +<p><span class='ships'>Odin</span> arrived; Captain Francis Scott, old friend of +my lieutenant days.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 29.</div> + +<p>Supplied <span class='ships'>Cumberland</span> with water. Sent three +cholera cases to <span class='ships'>Belleisle</span>.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 31.</div> + +<p>Four more cholera cases; making us anxious for +health of crew. Arrived General Barraguay d’Hilliers +and staff in the French Emperor’s yacht <i>La Reine +Hortense</i> from Stockholm; received him with cheers +and yards manned. Visits exchanged between Chiefs +and others. Manning of yards.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 1.</div> + +<p>French and English Generals and engineer officers +visiting Bomarsund to make arrangements prior to +attack. Steam vessels constantly on the move between + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_232">[232]</span> +this anchorage and Åland Islands. More cholera +cases! Ordered by Commander-in-Chief to send +field-pieces, <em>without men</em>, on board <span class='ships'>Driver</span> for conveyance +to Admiral Chads.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 5.</div> + +<p>Another death, a marine, from cholera, making, +since its first appearance on 27th June, twenty cases, +of which twelve proved fatal.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 6.</div> + +<p>French ships proceeding towards Bomarsund, four +of their largest ships, with both Admirals, besides +frigates, steamers, and transports.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 7.</div> + +<p>Sent scaling ladders to <span class='ships'>Bulldog</span> for conveyance to +Admiral Chads. General Barraguay d’Hilliers proceeded +to Bomarsund in <span class='ships'>La Reine Hortense</span>. Embarked +seventy marines under command of Captain +Clavell, and Lieutenants Brooke and Davidson, on +board <span class='ships'>Dawn</span>, in compliance with a request made by +Barraguay d’Hilliers, but reluctantly acceded to by +Sir Charles Napier, for land service.</p> + +<p>Not, as the General informed me, that he required +the force, but that he was anxious we should share in +all operations; such being the express wish of the +French Emperor. Lieutenant Lennox attended as +A.D.C. to Colonel Graham. All remaining transports +and steamers proceeded up. Commander-in-Chief, +attended by the Captain of the Fleet, Rear-Admiral +Seymour and suite, hoisted his flag in <span class='ships'>Bulldog</span>.</p> + + + + +<hr class='chap x-ebookmaker-drop'> + +<div class='chapter'> +<p><span class='pagenum' id='Page_233'>[233]</span></p> +<h2 class='nobreak' id='CHAPTER_LIII'>CHAPTER LIII</h2> +</div> + +<p class='chap-title'><span class="smcap">The Bombardment of Bomarsund</span></p> + + +<div class='sidenote'>1854.</div> + +<p>Before Bomarsund was regularly invested there were +places where our wardroom officers could land by +twos and threes for exercise, when it was not worth +while for the Russian Circular Towers to expend +ammunition.</p> + +<p>On one occasion, when the officers had taken my +nephew, Harry Stephenson, a round shot buried itself +within a few yards of them. They dispersed in haste, +all but young Harry, who picked up a pointed stick +and commenced digging at his first trophy.</p> + +<p>The <span class='ships'>St. Jean d’Acre</span> and the <span class='ships'>Cumberland</span> were, +with many others, at Ledsund, five-and-twenty miles +from Bomarsund; but Seymour and I thought, for +the good of the Service, we should be eye-witnesses of +the preparations. The troops left for Bomarsund +on the afternoon of the 7th. Late in the evening +Henry Seymour and I started in my gig, sailing or +pulling easily.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 8.</div> + +<p>In a thick fog, about 3 <span class="allsmcap">A.M.</span>, we landed on a +wooden pier to cook an early coffee. While this was +going on we heard <em>three</em> heavy explosions. Seymour +thought it must be the Admirals’ daylight guns. But +there were only two Admirals!</p> + +<p>Although in a dense fog, with our boat’s compass + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_234">[234]</span> +we knew pretty well where we ought to be, and found +ourselves alongside the <span class='ships'>Blenheim</span>, 60, Captain Hon. +Fred Pelham, who gave us all the information we +required.</p> + +<p>The ball was to open at daylight, by the French +steamer <span class='ships'>Phlegethon</span> and English frigate <span class='ships'>Amphion</span>, who +had ascertained the exact range of the Russian fort +that was intended to destroy any force that might +attempt a landing.</p> + +<p>After a while we found ourselves close to the very +fort on which the frigates were to open fire. Neither +seeing anything nor hearing the slightest noise we +entered by one of the embrasures. It was deserted, +but before doing so the Russians had attempted to +burst the guns, and had only partially succeeded. +One gun had the muzzle blown off; one only had +completely burst; a third had gone off, but half-buried +itself in the earth. There were in all five +heavy eight-inch guns. These three explosions were +what Seymour and myself had heard while drinking +our coffee on the wooden pier.</p> + +<p>It was now about the appointed time that the +frigates were to open fire on the fort we were in; +they had taken the exact range the previous evening. +We lay off, the fog as dense as ever. We were +none too soon. The <span class='ships'>Amphion</span> and <span class='ships'>Phlegethon</span> fired +shell, which, bursting in the fort, had the appearance +in the fog of a return fire.</p> + +<p>After a while there was a lull. Presently we +heard distant cheering. This was from the crews coming +to take possession of the fort they had silenced. +The fog continued, and it was high time we took +care of ourselves. On the south-eastern end of the +anchorage, in Lumpar Bay, was the <span class='ships'>Odin</span> steamer, 16 +guns, commanded by our young old friend, Frank + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_235">[235]</span> +Scott. Here we were well taken care of and jolly, +narrating our adventures. Wilfrid Seymour had +joined us from the <span class='ships'>Sphynx</span>.</p> + +<p>It was between 2 and 3 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span> when the officer of +the watch reported the Admiral coming. What +were we to do? Frank Scott had a lumber cabin in +which he kept spare furniture when clear for action. +In this we hid. When he and Sir Charles had sat +down to the usual grog, the Chief said to Scott:—“That +was a dom’d fine thing of the frigates this +morning.” Scott replied, without thinking, “Why, +I hear there was no one in the fort”! To which the +old Chief replied, “Who has been telling you a dom’d +lie? Why, Chaads saw, from the masthead, at least +five hundred soldiers rush out”!</p> + +<p>On the morning of the 10th the disembarkation +of the guns commenced. Each ship had been +ordered to prepare two sledges, made according to +a pattern by Captain Ramsay of the <span class='ships'>Hogue</span>.</p> + +<p>Amongst the officers so employed was H.S.H. +Prince Victor of Hohenlohe, mate of the <span class='ships'>Cumberland</span>, +who was put in charge of a 12-pounder field-piece, +with which he kept one of the circular forts +employed. He was very happy, pounding away at +the fort, all the while puffing at his pet meerschaum +“peep.”</p> + +<p>It is not my intention to trouble my readers +with a sailor’s opinion of the capture of Bomarsund. +Experienced officers, both French and English, worked +well together.</p> + +<p>I was like the boy that was sent to a French +school, who, on inquiry of his parents when he got +home for the holidays, said, “We had nothing to do, +and we did it.” But with my friend Henry Seymour, +who had his younger brother (now General Lord + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_236">[236]</span> +William Seymour, in command of our troops in +Canada), we had great fun; with a tent between us +and our ships’ gigs we really enjoyed ourselves. On +one occasion, when camped under a hill, the Russian +shot passed over our heads into the country beyond. +The next morning Henry felt a little nervous on +account of the young brother, and proposed shifting +our tent nearer the hill; the change was only just +completed, when a round shot dropped into the site +of our former position.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_237">[237]</span></p> + +<figure class="figcenter" id="i_237"> + <a href='images/i_237.jpg'><img class="h100" src="images/i_237-t.jpg" alt=""></a> + <figcaption>Circular Fort, Bomarsund.</figcaption> +</figure> + + + + + +<hr class='chap x-ebookmaker-drop'> + +<div class='chapter'> +<p><span class='pagenum' id='Page_238'>[238]</span></p> +<h2 class='nobreak' id='CHAPTER_LIV'>CHAPTER LIV</h2> +</div> + +<p class='chap-title'><span class="smcap"><span class='ships'>St. Jean d’ Acre</span></span></p> + + +<div class='sidenote'>1854. +Ledsund. +Aug. 17.</div> + +<p>Ships and steamers coming from Bomarsund.</p> + +<p>Launches employed in conveying prisoners from +steamers to troop-ships. The lately promoted Rear-Admiral +Michael Seymour hoisted his flag in <i>Duke of +Wellington</i>.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 19.</div> + +<p>Plumridge sailed in <span class='ships'>Leopard</span> to relieve Henry +Martin, in command of the reserve division at +Nargen.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 20.</div> + +<p>Sailed <span class='ships'>Hannibal</span>, Commodore Hon. Frederick +Grey, <span class='ships'>Algiers</span>, <span class='ships'>St. Vincent</span>, <span class='ships'>Royal William</span>, <span class='ships'>Termagant</span>, +<span class='ships'>Sphynx</span>, and <span class='ships'>Gladiator</span> with Russian prisoners. Several +pleasure steamers from Stockholm passed on their way +to Bomarsund.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 22.</div> + +<p>Three block-ships, with <span class='ships'>Bulldog</span>, bearing flag of +Commander-in-Chief, came down from Bomarsund.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 26.</div> + +<p>Dressed ship with masthead flags, and at noon +fired a royal salute in commemoration of Prince +Albert’s birthday.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 1.</div> + +<p><span class='ships'>Cuckoo</span> arrived from Bomarsund with flag of +Rear-Admiral Seymour, which was transferred to +the <span class='ships'>Duke</span>.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 2.</div> + +<p>All the paddle-steamers went up to assist in +towing transports with French troops; they, as + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_239">[239]</span> +well as the French men-of-war, preparing to quit +Bomarsund on the destruction of the forts.</p> + +<p>It was a grand sight, the blowing up of the +forts: expensive as well.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 3.</div> + +<p>Heard that my old shipmate of <span class='ships'>Dido</span>, Jim Hunt, +now in command of <span class='ships'>Pigmy</span>, had gone wrong side of +the red buoy and was on shore. Went in gig to +ascertain amount of assistance required. Found +that anchor had been laid out, but the crew were tired +or else too lazy to work. It was evident that they +had been observed by Russians on the high ground +beyond the Narrows, and shortly two pieces of artillery +hove in sight.</p> + +<p>My boat’s crew were ready to help, when Jim +Hunt thus addressed his crew:</p> + +<p>“The enemy in sight with guns! We shall be +made prisoners. You,—you lazy blackguards, will +be marched off to Siberia, fed on sour krout and tallow +candles; while <em>I</em> shall be fêted and fed on shore in +the best society!”</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Ledsund.</div> + +<p>The speech told. <span class='ships'>Pigmy</span> arrived at Ledsund. +Field-Marshal Barraguay d’Hilliers came down +from Bomarsund in a French war steamer. Both +fleets manned yards, the flagships saluting, and at +3 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span> he sailed for France.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 12.</div> + +<p>Arrived <span class='ships'>La Reine Hortense</span>, bringing a Field-Marshal’s +baton for General Barraguay d’Hilliers.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 14.</div> + +<p><span class='ships'>Leopard</span>, with flag of Rear-Admiral Martin, +came from Bomarsund, having remained to witness +destruction of all the works completed.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 19.</div> + +<p>Fleet weighed per signal and proceeded under +steam. French fleet in company. Formed order of +sailing in two columns. French Admiral saluted. On +his salute being returned by the <span class='ships'>Duke</span>, fleet hoisted +French colours. Parted company with French fleet.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_240">[240]</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 20.</div> + +<p>Arrived Russian steamer with flag of truce, and +communicated with Commander-in-Chief. Fleet +weighed, proceeding under steam. Formed order of +sailing in two columns.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 21.</div> + +<p><span class='ships'>Euryalus</span> joined company. Came to, per signal, +off Nargen Island.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nargen +Island, +Oct. 10.</div> + +<p>2 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span>—Arrived <span class='ships'>Bulldog</span> with mail. Dressed +ship with masthead flags, and fired a royal salute in +commemoration of the victory gained by the Allied +Army at Alma on September 20 in the Crimea.</p> + +<figure class="figcenter" id="i_241"> + <a href='images/i_241.jpg'><img class="h100" src="images/i_241-t.jpg" alt=""></a> + <figcaption>The Battle of the Alma.</figcaption> +</figure> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 23.</div> + +<p>Came to in Kiel Harbour. Received the following +interesting letter from my nephew, Augustus +Stephenson:—</p> + +<div class='blockquot'> +<p class='right pr1'><span class="smcap">Rooksbury</span>, <i>October 12, 1854</i>.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">My dear Uncle</span>—We have this day received your letter of +October 3, and are delighted at so good an account of yourself.</p> + +<p>We hope before you receive this that little Harry will +have rejoined you.</p> + +<p>By your letter I suppose you have heard of the false news +we received here in England of the taking of Sevastopol.</p> + +<p>The news was false at the time; though I believe it +was only premature, as before now, I trust, we are in the +possession of it.</p> + +<p>The papers of to-day say that the bombardment commenced +at 5 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span> on the 4th of this month.</p> + +<p>You say you now receive no newspapers, though before +you receive this you will no doubt have heard of the glorious +victory of the Alma, on the 20th.</p> + +<p>The despatches are too large to put into this letter, and, +moreover, you must get them before you receive this.</p> + +<p>It seems to have been a wonderful affair.</p> + +<p>Menschikoff, whose private papers, carriage, etc., were +taken by the French, had written to the Emperor to say +he could hold the position for three weeks at least.</p> + +<p>It was stormed in three hours!</p> + +<p>Poor Wenny (Coke), after all his trouble to be in time, +was left in charge of the baggage at Varna!</p> + +<p>We had a letter from him, written in the highest spirits; + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_242">[242]</span> +he was to have embarked (as he then thought) on the +following day.</p> + +<p>Our friends in the Fusilier Guards have been sadly knocked +about. Chewton is reported as having died since. That report +is now contradicted, but he is fearfully wounded. He was +bayonetted on the ground and has eleven wounds.</p> + +<p>Haygarth was lying with his leg broken, and a Russian, +attempting to blow his head off, shot away the upper part of +his shoulder.</p> + +<p>He, however, has got as far as Malta on his way home.</p> + +<p>Astley, I hear, has written home for all his friends in +hospital. He himself is shot through the neck, but says he +would not have been altogether missed on any account!</p> + +<p>Buckley very badly shot. Eumismore many wounds. +Black Dal, but slightly wounded in the knee. Hepburn +lost an arm. Bulwer hit in the head only.</p> + +<p>I believe you know most of these men. You remember +Hugh Drummond at Woolmer; he is reported to have +bagged three Russians, who came at him after his horse +was shot, with his revolvers!</p> + +<p>Burghersh, who brought home the despatches, says that +the pluck of our troops was perfectly wonderful.</p> + +<p>The only Guardsman killed was Cust: leg carried off by +a cannon ball. He died after undergoing amputation. As +for family news, we are all well. I am off to-morrow on my +sessions and hope to come to you when you arrive to +welcome you back all safe.</p> + +<p>Love from all to you and the young ’un.—Ever your +most affectionate nephew,</p> + +<p class='right pr1'> +(Signed) <span class="smcap">Augustus K. Stephenson</span>.</p> +</div> + +<div class='sidenote'>Kiel, +Nov. 9.</div> + +<p>Dressed with masthead flags, and at noon fired a +royal salute in commemoration of the birth of the +Prince of Wales.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 22.</div> + +<p>Signal to <span class='ships'>Princess Royal</span> and <span class='ships'>Acre</span> to “Prepare for +sea.”</p> + +<p>My vanity may be excused in inserting the following +paragraph from a book published recently by +my friend Clarence Paget:—</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_243">[243]</span></p> + +<div class='blockquot'> +<p>At last came the joyful day when we were to return to +England.</p> + +<p>We were to hoist Seymour’s flag and take <span class='ships'>St. Jean d’ Acre</span> +with us. I know not why we were always sent in couples; +perhaps it may be that we were known by the authorities to +be what is called “chummy ships,” but we are always in +company, and very good company she is with her jolly, +cheerful skipper, Harry Keppel, brave as a lion, gentle as a +lamb.</p> +</div> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 24.</div> + +<p>Rear-Admiral Michael Seymour hoisted his flag +on board <span class='ships'>Princess Royal</span> and exchanged salutes with +Commander-in-Chief, <span class='ships'>Acre</span> being placed under his +orders.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 25.</div> + +<p>Daylight.—Weighed under steam. Exchanged +cheers from rigging with <span class='ships'>James Watt</span>, George Elliott’s +ship, which was disapproved of by signal from Commander-in-Chief, +<span class='ships'>Princess Royal</span> in company.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 30.</div> + +<p>Weighed and proceeded under easy steam in wake +of flag.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 2.</div> + +<p>2 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span>—Furled sails. Came to at 4.30 in West +Port, Christiansund. Landed and bought in market +twelve brace of capercailzie. Country covered with +frozen snow, over which we drove in carriages.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 3.</div> + +<p>Being the Sabbath, coals not to be obtained until +the afternoon, when <span class='ships'>Princess Royal</span> took in some +from lighters sent alongside, containing about fifteen +tons each.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 4.</div> + +<p>Decks covered with 5 or 6 inches of snow. Weighed +and followed <span class='ships'>Princess Royal</span>.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 8.</div> + +<p>Westerly wind and dirty weather. Asked permission, +per signal, to stand in under shelter of +Yarmouth. Answer, “Rendezvous, Plymouth,” in +case of parting company. At 7 lost sight of flag.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 9.</div> + +<p>6.15.—Came to in the Downs. Landed Baltic +pilot, he having been on board nine months, at fifteen +shillings a day, without being of the slightest use.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_244">[244]</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 10.</div> + +<p>2.30 <span class="allsmcap">A.M.</span>—Came to in Plymouth Sound. Found +<span class='ships'>Princess Royal</span>, <span class='ships'>Cæsar</span>, and <span class='ships'>Monarch</span>. Saluted flag +of Admiral Sir William Parker, K.G.C.B.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 13.</div> + +<p>Steamed into harbour; ship’s company turned over +to <span class='ships'>Bellona</span> hulk. Ship taken into Keyham Dock.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Plymouth, +Dec. 18.</div> + +<p>Orders to prepare ship for reception of troops, and +proceed to the Crimea. Seeing no other chance I +started for London before their arrival, and was +followed by a most kind letter from the First Lord +to dine <i lang='fr'>en famille</i> and so meet his son on Christmas +Day.</p> + +<p>What could have been more agreeable? But I +had to take leave of a dear shipmate, Fred Horton, of +whom the doctors gave a bad account, to prepare +to receive a General and Staff, and embark 1200 +troops at Cork for the Crimea.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 26.</div> + +<p>Slipped moorings and proceeded under steam into +the Sound.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 30.</div> + +<p>Received the following from Admiralty:—</p> + +<div class='blockquot'> +<p class='right pr1'><i>December 30, 1854.</i></p> + +<p><span class="smcap">My dear Keppel</span>—Make haste or you will be too late +for the fun.</p> + +<p>Admiral Lyons writes in high spirits, date 13th inst.</p> + +<p>Admiral Seymour, to whom I have written, will do all +that is right about cabins for your passengers.</p> + +<p>Lyons is not the man I take him for if he does not find +you something to occupy you, even if you are not in time +to charge the barrier across Sevastopol Harbour.—Yours +sincerely,</p> + +<p class='right pr1'> +(Signed) <span class="smcap">M. F. H. Berkeley</span>. +</p> +</div> + + + + +<hr class='chap x-ebookmaker-drop'> + +<div class='chapter'> +<p><span class='pagenum' id='Page_245'>[245]</span></p> +<h2 class='nobreak' id='CHAPTER_LV'>CHAPTER LV</h2> +</div> + +<p class='chap-title'><span class="smcap">The Crimea</span></p> + + +<p><span class="smcap">Plymouth Sound.</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>1855. +Jan. 1.</div> + +<p>2 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span>—Slipped moorings. Came to in the +Sound. Obliged to close lower deck ports to prevent +watermen pitching parcels on board for the Crimea. +New Year’s dinner with Admiral Sir William Parker, +my old Chief in China.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Plymouth, +Jan. 2.</div> + +<p>Glad to meet again, residing here, Mrs. Keith +Stewart; accompanied her to lunch with Lord Mount +Edgcumbe. Dinner with the Charles Edens to meet +my passengers, Generals Barnard and Lord Rokeby.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 3.</div> + +<p>Lord George Lennox down to sail to Cork with +us. 3 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span>—Crimean Generals came alongside in a +steamer. Was obliged to leave young Graham, Birch, +and George Wodehouse to follow.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Cork, +Jan. 4.</div> + +<p>Arrived in afternoon at Cove of Cork, saluting +flag of Admiral Carrol. Generals and I dined with +him; Miss Carrol managing her father’s house.</p> + +<p>Received 645 troops, drafts for different regiments +in the Crimea, consisting of the following:—</p> + +<ul class='no-bullet'> +<li>63rd Regt., 51 men, Lieuts. Hunt and Hand.</li> +<li>30th Regt., 51 men, Capt. Robertson, Lieut. Hill.</li> +<li>33rd Regt., 97 men, Capt. Ellis, Lieut. Wallis, Ensign Ellis.<span class="pagenum" id="Page_246">[246]</span></li> +<li>47th Regt., 67 men, Capt. Elgee.</li> +<li>41st Regt., 109 men, Capt. Bertram, Lieuts. Lambert and Nowlan.</li> +<li>17th Regt., 122 men, Capt. Colthurst, Lieut. Thompson, Ensigns Travis and Disbourne.</li> +<li>50th Regt., 17 men.</li> +<li>68th Regt., 17 men.</li> +<li>55th Regt., 39 men, Lieut. Hannay.</li> +<li>49th Regt., 67 men, Lieut. Eustace.</li> +<li>57th Regt., 9 men, Capt. Brown, Lieut. Ashwin.</li> +</ul> + +<p>Not sorry to receive telegram to wait for Graham. +So need not sail on Friday.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 5.</div> + +<p>Shifted berth into Fairway. Schetky, late drawing +master of Royal Naval College, breakfasted with me.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 6.</div> + +<p>Got fairly away by 8 <span class="allsmcap">A.M.</span>, George Lennox +leaving with the pilot. We exchanged binoculars +by mistake. My guests, Generals Barnard and Lord +Rokeby, Colonels Warde and Arthur Lowry Cole, +A.D.C’s. Wellesley and Barnard, all good fellows. +Lord Rokeby, a soldier of Waterloo, the cheeriest +of all; but he, poor fellow, had lately lost a promising +young and only son. I was admitted to his +confidence. Bright and cheery as he was in company, +it was a sad consolation for him to describe in private +the loss he had sustained; outside, no one could have +detected that he had a trouble in the world.</p> + +<hr class="tb"> + +<p>It was the depth of winter. On the way out I +had made for my Generals and Colonels canvas bags, +impervious to wet or cold, in which they could lie +down with uniforms on....</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 7.</div> + +<p>People and luggage beginning to shake down into +their places. Officers, determined to be pleased, made +no complaints. Among the passengers were some for +whom it was difficult to find a berth. The good Chaplain + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_248">[248]</span> +“Thomas” spotted one<a id="FNanchor_2" href="#Footnote_2" class="fnanchor">[2]</a> so situated, and ascertaining +that he knew not where to sleep, put him into his, +the Chaplain’s cabin, making for himself a bed under +the wardroom mess-table.</p> + +<figure class="figcenter" id="i_247"> + <a href='images/i_247.jpg'><img class="h100" src="images/i_247-t.jpg" alt=""></a> + <figcaption>Map—Strait of Gibraltar.</figcaption> +</figure> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 11.</div> + +<p>Soldiers are naturally fond of lounging about the +boom-boats. Discovered afterwards our cheery Irish +recruits had devoured half a ton of raw turnips that +had been sent on board for the sheep.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Gibraltar, +Jan. 12.</div> + +<p>At sunset we were off the entrance of the Straits +of Gibraltar. Strong easterly wind, and the usual +inrush of sea; but as it was about our dinner time, I +had sails furled, and left the Master to steer by the well-lighted +Spanish coast. When I came on the poop-deck, +shortly followed by my guests, a bright light, +broad on the port bow, made me inquire of the Master +what it was. He informed me it was Tarifa Point. +Having ascertained the bearings, I saw at once +that it must be Europa Point, some twenty miles in +advance, and ordered “Starboard the helm.”</p> + +<p>Twenty years had elapsed since, when in command +of <span class='ships'>Childers</span> brig, I had made almost monthly +visits to meet the English mail at Gibraltar. My +poor nervous Master, who could not have reckoned +on the rush of sea into the Mediterranean, exclaimed, +before my Generals and other guests: “You forget, +sir, that you have on board 1200 men in addition to +the ship’s company.” Ordered him to his cabin under +arrest!</p> + +<p>What my guests in charge of the 1200 troops +must have thought I know not, but they behaved +like the noble fellows they were. I was younger +than most of them, and there must have been many +persons on that deck who can still corroborate what +I write. The angle formed in our wake caused the + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_249">[249]</span> +propelling screw to cut the lead lines, which were +also cut as soon as replaced. However, in a few +minutes we had the full blaze of lights on the Rock +itself; the harbour was a mass of shipping. We +could only obtain proper anchorage by passing under +the stern of the largest transport I could find. +We had fortunately here about the most promising +of our young Captains, George Grey, in charge of the +dockyard. His perfect arrangements for coaling +made the work easy.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 13.</div> + +<p>Self and party dined with the Governor, Sir +Robert Gardiner.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 14.</div> + +<p>After church visited Pagets; Mrs. Paget, of the +charming Williams family, having just returned. +Early dinner with George Grey. 320 tons of coal +on board. Made another start at 11 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 15.</div> + +<p>The General harangued the troops, while I pitched +into sundry delinquents: effects of coaling!</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Malta, +Jan. 19.</div> + +<p>At 4 <span class="allsmcap">A.M.</span> lights were reported. We entered +Malta Harbour at 12.30. Steamed in and secured to +a buoy.</p> + +<p>Commenced coaling, watering, etc. Met H.R.H. +The Duke of Cambridge. The same kind manner, +but looking reduced and low in spirits. He seemed +unprepared for the kind and hearty reception that +awaited him on his return home. Put up at Durnford’s +Hotel. Saw many old friends: Pocklington, +Fred Arkwright, and others. Stores, horses, cases, +etc., sent on board without mercy. Dined with +Admiral Houston Stewart.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 20.</div> + +<p>5 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span>—Slipped from buoy—steamed and made +sail.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 23.</div> + +<p>Entered the Dardanelles.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 25.</div> + +<p>At daylight found ourselves in the Sea of Marmora. +Kept the northern coast to avoid current.<span class="pagenum" id="Page_251">[251]</span> +10 <span class="allsmcap">A.M.</span>—Came to in the entrance to the Golden +Horn, off that wonderful city, Constantinople.</p> + +<figure class="figcenter" id="i_250"> + <a href='images/i_250.jpg'><img class="h100" src="images/i_250-t.jpg" alt=""></a> + <figcaption>Map—The Bosporus.</figcaption> +</figure> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 26.</div> + +<p>Found Rear-Admiral Boxer the senior officer. +Frederick Grey, as Commodore, ready to relieve +him. Visited the hospital at Scutari, and had an +interview with Miss Nightingale. Put up at Misseri’s +Hotel. Dined at the Embassy, meeting there Mrs. +Ives and Miss Stanley.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 27.</div> + +<p>After breakfast joined Lady Stratford de Redcliffe’s +party, and visited bazaars, etc., on Constantinople +side. Interview and long chat with Mrs. Ives, +Emma Maynard that was. Dined at Embassy in thin +boots; a filthy walk back to hotel.</p> + +<figure class="figcenter" id="i_251"> + <img class="h100" src="images/i_251.jpg" alt=""> + <figcaption><span class='ships'>St. Jean d’Acre</span> off Balaclava.</figcaption> +</figure> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 28.</div> + +<p>Weighed at 8 <span class="allsmcap">A.M.</span>, having slept on shore.</p> + +<p>Cheered <span class='ships'>Queen</span> and <span class='ships'>Vengeance</span> on passing them in +Beicos Bay. 10.—Entered the Black Sea. Two +more friends added to my mess in Hugh Drummond +of Fusilier Guards, and Colonel Norcott of Rifles.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 29.</div> + +<p>Wardroom officers gave a dinner to our Generals +and staff. Sat down sixty-three: some speeches +made and much harmony.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 30.</div> + +<p>1 <span class="allsmcap">A.M.</span>—Made the Khersonesia Light. 2.—Came + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_252">[252]</span> +to between the <span class='ships'>Algiers</span> and <span class='ships'>Agamemnon</span>, the latter +flying the flag of Sir Edmund Lyons, off Sevastopol +Harbour. Went on board; found Admiral in +bed. At 8, Generals and self breakfasted with him, +and then shifted round to Balaclava.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 31.</div> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 1.</div> + +<p>Generals disembarked this morning. I also +landed, and picked up Wenny Coke, who had a bad +cold. Put him on our sick list. The Generals returned +on board to dinner. I had brought some +Southdown sheep, knowing how welcome they would be. +After breakfast guests off to their respective posts. +On landing near the head of the harbour, found +the snow a foot deep, with the exception of the foot-trodden +paths.</p> + +<p>The Royal Marines occupied the lower ground. +To the north, above them, were the Guards, and on +higher land were the 93rd Highlanders. I was +looking for Sir Colin Campbell.</p> + +<p>The first person I came up with was a long +soldier, without coat or jacket, braces hanging down +his back, carrying a bucket of water in one hand, and +lugging a goat up with the other. He accosted me +with, “How are you, Keppel?” I replied, “All +right, thanks,” and passed on. On arriving at the +Guards’ ground, the first person I saw standing at his +tent door was friend Mark Wood. While chatting, +the soldier with braces down passed. I asked, “Who +is that soldier? he seems to know me.” Wood +said, “Of course he does; that is Prince Edward of +Saxe-Weimar.”</p> + +<p>I found Sir Colin Campbell on the high ground, +his jacket flying open as if it were summer. Our +meeting was cordial. I asked him whether he would +have his Southdown cut up, or whole. He preferred +it home fashion, with the saddle.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_253">[253]</span></p> + +<p>I got him to tell me whether it was true he had +refused to form square to resist the Russian Cavalry +at Balaclava. He said a double line of Highlanders +was enough, and if I did not mind the snow he would +show me the Russian horses. Seeing the carcases +lying in the snow, I remarked I was not aware that +the Russians docked their horses so close; he said it +was done by the French, who took them to make +bouillon soup.</p> + +<p>When I got down I was anxious to write my +name in Lord Raglan’s book, and inquired my way +to headquarters. A soldier informed me that at the +next bend on the right I should find “a dead horse and +a nasty stink on the left. The same all the way up.” +As “all the way up” was four miles, I preferred +returning to the ship.</p> + +<figure class="figcenter" id="i_254"> + <img class="v100" src="images/i_254.jpg" alt=""> + <figcaption>All the way up.</figcaption> +</figure> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 2.</div> + +<p>I was flattered to find my Generals preferred +sleeping on board; however, hearing heavy firing in +the night, they landed prepared to fight. Wenny Coke +was much amused when he found the Generals went +off so suddenly; he said, if they had only awoke him he +could have informed them the same thing happened +every night. Was struck yesterday with the cheeriness +of officers and men. Visited the post-office; +observed in one corner an ominous-looking bag, which +appeared full, marked “Dead.”</p> + +<p>The troops, both officers and men, form a motley +mixture. It is difficult to recognise any one by his +dress. They have now, when too late, warm clothing: +fur caps, sheep-skin coats, and brown boots.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 3.</div> + +<p>Sharp frost, with cold cutting wind, it having +snowed hard during the night. Rokeby in his +canvas bag, his moustache frozen white. Bromley, +Colonel Carlton, Sir James Dunlop and nephew, +Henry Hill, on board to dine and sleep. Landed + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_254">[254]</span> +Henry with stock of brandy, poultry, and tongue. +Thermometer below 19°.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 4.</div> + +<p>Carlton and Bromley landed after breakfast, +Dunlop and Wenny remaining. Weighed in afternoon. +Anchored off Sevastopol.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_255">[255]</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>The +Guards’ +Camp.</div> + +<p>While the ship was at Balaclava I met on shore no +end of old friends. In the Guards’ camp, although +they, what was left of them, were bright and cheery, +I avoided inquiring about the many I missed.</p> + +<p>I dined quietly one afternoon with my kinsman, +Bob Lindsay, but it was difficult to draw from him +what his thoughts and feelings were on the occasion +when he so gallantly carried the Guards’ colours at +the Alma.</p> + +<p>There was Billy Russell, ever bright and cheery, +but never seemed inclined to be pumped as to what +he had seen and knew.</p> + +<p>I had repeated gallops with one or other of the +Inkerman heroes. When that ride was proposed I +never admitted I had been over the field before, and +delighted to hear over and over again answers to my +questions. The most melancholy spectacle was the +wretched condition of the horses, ten and twelve +being harnessed to an ammunition waggon that on +other occasions would be drawn by four.</p> + +<p>The painful subject everywhere was the thinned +ranks of infantry regiments. The Guards were reduced +from 4100 to 500. Poor Lord Rokeby tried +to hide his tears when he saw the remnant of the +Brigade. It will take from fifteen to twenty years to +make them what they were a year ago.</p> + +<p>After a while no one knew the whole country +better than Lord Rokeby. I enjoyed my rides with +him; always as fast as his good mounts could carry us.</p> + +<p>The barrier of sunken ships across the harbour of +Sevastopol I do not think much of, but there is a +mysterious-looking line about two cables’ length inside +the sunken ships that I cannot make out, leading +about two-thirds of the way across. Carlton and +Bromley landed after breakfast, Dunlop and Wenny + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_256">[256]</span> +Coke remaining. Up screw, weighed in afternoon, +and worked round to anchorage off Kamiesch Bay.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Kamiesch, +Feb. 5.</div> + +<p>Accompanied Admiral Sir Edmund Lyons on +horseback to Lord Raglan’s headquarters. Very +interesting conversation by the way, giving me a clear +insight into state of things.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 6.</div> + +<p><span class='ships'>Princess Royal</span>, Captain Lord Clarence Paget, +arrived, bringing General Sir Harry Jones. Received +a letter from Lady Wilmot announcing sad death of +my poor Fred Wilmot Horton. Too down to dine +with Admiral.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 7.</div> + +<p>Accompanied Admiral in <span class='ships'>Terrible</span> to see entrance +to the harbour. Ugly and formidable-looking batteries. +Barriers of sunken ships’ bars, spars, and cables across; +some tempting-looking liners inside. Dined with Sir +Edmund. Right man in right place.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 8.</div> + +<p>George Goldsmith of <span class='ships'>Sidon</span>, 22, paddle wheel, +came to a quiet dinner.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 9.</div> + +<p>Thompson to dinner; he had visited the muddy +camp. More snow falling.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 10.</div> + +<p>Admiral Houston Stewart arrived from Malta in +<span class='ships'>Spiteful</span>. Captain Ryder and young Yorke to dinner.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 12.</div> + +<p>The enemy keeping pace with us in forming +defences against our increase of batteries, likewise in +their reinforcements of supplies and troops. Sevastopol +likely to hold out until completely invested. +Dined with Commander-in-Chief. Breeze blowing +up, stopped the night.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 14.</div> + +<p>Telegraph by Admiral; change of Ministry.</p> + +<p>Lord Palmerston, Premier, and Sir James Graham +still at Admiralty, which I like.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 16.</div> + +<p>Visited our worthy Chief. Flag shifted to the +<span class='ships'>Royal Albert</span>.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 17.</div> + +<p>Charlie Talbot to dine, also Oldfield from the +trenches, and Commander Willie Partridge.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_257">[257]</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 18.</div> + +<p>Ship looking clear and clean; herself again. +Being near, commenced building a stable: a weakness +I have long had.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 20.</div> + +<p>Thermometer 7 degrees below freezing. French +ship on shore, must go to pieces. (Which she did +with a cargo of horses and bullocks. Seven horses +saved out of forty. No human lives lost.)</p> + +<figure class="figcenter" id="i_257"> + <img class="h100" src="images/i_257.jpg" alt=""> + <figcaption>How the Guards looked.</figcaption> +</figure> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 23.</div> + +<p>Mail in. F. Johnson promoted. Good fellow—a +loss to us.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 24.</div> + +<p>Carpenters while on shore erecting stables, discovered +a small French town, which smelt so strongly +of brandy that my building was delayed.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 25.</div> + +<p>Dined with the Admiral. <span class='ships'>Rodney</span> laid up near, +crew had landed with Naval Brigade, she having no +steam power.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 27.</div> + +<p>Walk on shore with Talbot. Stable progressing.</p> + +<p>Sad quantity of dead horses about. Of a fresh +heap of eighteen, several appeared in good condition. +Dined with Talbot. The horses were French.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_258">[258]</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 28.</div> + +<p>Mail in during the night. Harry Stephenson has +entered the navy, his brother Sussex in the Fusilier +Guards.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 1.</div> + +<p>Another “no communication” day. My company, +young Stanley Graham, recovering from +chickenpox.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 2.</div> + +<p>Went in with portmanteau to dine with Admiral. +Put up by Mends.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 3.</div> + +<p>After breakfast went to see Jack Lyons in +<span class='ships'>Miranda</span>, and then outside to George Goldsmith, +<span class='ships'>Sidon</span>; with him paid an interesting visit to the +extreme left of the French lines and into the ruins of +Khersonese. Dined with Admiral and slept on board.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 4.</div> + +<p>Visit from George Broke of <span class='ships'>Gladiator</span>, also +George Goldsmith. Webb from <span class='ships'>Australia</span> and +Dalyell.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 5.</div> + +<p>Curious to see the temporary towns and shops +established by the French.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 6.</div> + +<p>On going on board to dine with Admiral, heard +of the Emperor of Russia’s death. On returning +communicated same to Charlie Talbot and Clarence +Paget. Curious the unsettled state of mind people +are in, through the Czar’s death. What strange surmises +as to the future.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 8.</div> + +<p>Early arrival of mail. News anything but cheery. +Sir James Graham no longer First Lord. Kind letter +from him. Bread riots. No Government. Well-earned +good service pension to Milne.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 9.</div> + +<p>Accompanied Admiral Houston Stewart in <span class='ships'>Beagle</span> +steamer to Balaklava. Found guards quartered +close. Wenny Coke, Robert Lindsay, and other +friends dined with Lord Rokeby. Put up on +board <span class='ships'>Diamond</span> with Peel. Great improvements in +Balaklava. Harbour crowded. Dangerous quantity +of powder afloat.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_259">[259]</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 10.</div> + +<p>Peel and I, mounted by Sir Colin Campbell, rode +to St. George’s Monastery. Beautiful scenery, ditto +weather. Peace and quiet. Strange contrast with +encampments close by.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 12.</div> + +<p>Omar Pasha arrived in <span class='ships'>Valourous</span>. Cheered him +in passing.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 13.</div> + +<p>Maitland Lennox and his artillery brother to dine +and stay the day on board.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 14.</div> + +<p>Outside squadron dining with Houston-Stewart. +Jolly!</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 15.</div> + +<p>Brisk exchange of shots between the front and +Russians. No results. Dined with Clarence Paget.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 20.</div> + +<p>Dined with Commander-in-Chief. Death of the +Russian Admiral Istoma, one of the perpetrators of +the Sinope tragedy.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 21.</div> + +<p>A man died this morning from a virulent attack +of smallpox. Dined with Commander-in-Chief, +having previously taken Dalrymple Hay a walk.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Off +Sevastopol, +Mar. 22.</div> + +<p>Dined with Pasley on board <span class='ships'>Agamemnon</span>: we +had been messmates when I was a mid in <span class='ships'>Tweed</span>. +Play on board <span class='ships'>Algiers</span>, C. Talbot. Acting good. +Heavy firing. Town apparently on fire.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 23.</div> + +<p>General Barnard having sent a horse, rode to the +front. After luncheon walked into the trenches to +see the effect of last night’s attack on our lines.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Camp, +Mar. 24.</div> + +<p>Flag of truce hoisted at noon for two hours to +enable both sides to bury their dead. Extraordinary +sight. Russians, French, and English mixed, looking +for their respective dead. 500 corpses lying about. +Walked at night with friend General Charles Windham.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 25.</div> + +<p>Attended divine service in the open air. 4th +Division of the army square formed. Parson with +moustache! Ride with General Barnard to the site of +the charge at Inkerman. Dined with the general, + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_260">[260]</span> +meeting Charles Windham, who agrees with me +about employing the ships to draw fire off the +trenches. Interesting view of the town, also the +fortifications recently made by the Russians.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 26.</div> + +<p>Attended races of 3rd Division. Curious and +novel sight: soldiers and sailors only. Put up on +board <span class='ships'>Gladiator</span>, Captain Broke, now Sir George, and +son of the famous <span class='ships'>Shannon</span> and <span class='ships'>Chesapeke</span> hero.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 27.</div> + +<p>Returned on board after inspecting stables and +my new old pony. Walk with Thompson: had to +bob to a Russian shell, my gold lace cap having, they +said, attracted attention. Two 10½-inch Russian +shells not exploded, had them conveyed on board.</p> + +<p>Pasley, M‘Cleverty, and Elphinstone to dine.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 28.</div> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 29.</div> + +<p>Another case of smallpox. Admiral suggested +our getting under weigh, by way of cutting off communication. +Thought it advisable to have mids and +youngsters vaccinated; having the necessary lymph +on board, they were ordered to my cabin. Some, +seeing the doctor’s preparations, rather hesitated, on +which I requested the surgeon to perform on me +first, when all went on smoothly.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 30.</div> + +<p>Weighed at daylight, running past the entrance of +the harbour, and came to off Eupatoria. Hoisted +quarantine flag. George Hastings came alongside. +Omar Pasha’s army is encamped in the town.</p> + + + + +<hr class='chap x-ebookmaker-drop'> + +<div class='chapter'> +<p><span class='pagenum' id='Page_261'>[261]</span></p> + +<figure class="figcenter" id="i_261"> + <img class="h100" src="images/i_261.jpg" alt=""> + <figcaption>Omar Pasha’s Arab.</figcaption> +</figure> + +<h2 class='nobreak' id='CHAPTER_LVI'>CHAPTER LVI</h2> +</div> + +<p class='chap-title'><span class="smcap"><span class='ships'>St. Jean d’ Acre</span></span></p> + + +<div class='sidenote'>1855. +Eupatoria, +April 3.</div> + +<p>Landed yesterday and paid a visit to the Turkish +Admiral and Omar Pasha. He is a fine-looking man. +It is astonishing the excellent earthworks his army +have thrown up round Eupatoria during the last +fortnight. The place is now secure against surprise +or assault. Omar mounted me on his favourite charger, +an Arab said to be very valuable. Never saw so +beautiful an animal. Rode with a party and visited +the Turkish advanced cavalry picquets.</p> + +<p>The country round Eupatoria is a vast open +plain, with here and there hillocks supposed to be +of Roman construction. On these the advanced +Turkish picquets were stationed in pairs. A short + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_262">[262]</span> +distance beyond them were the advanced Russian +picquets, looking warlike. Behind them again were +different squadrons of cavalry, all ready mounted for +work. But on Omar’s charger I was safe. He has +more than 45,000 men, 7000 of which are cavalry +and artillery. I cannot say when I have had so +interesting a day.</p> + +<p>Had party on board to dine. Colonel Simmonds, +Ogilvie, and Commanders present. Weighed at midnight. +Nineteen cases of smallpox. Took Surgeon +with me to the Admiral, and got permission to land +on a small uninhabited island and build huts.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>April 4.</div> + +<p>Weighed at daylight; went on shore at Balaklava +to get huts from Admiral Boxer, who had not turned +out. Boxer was a salt of the old school. He gave +me the order for the houses, and advised me to go +on shore and rouse up the soldiers in charge, and he +would follow. On my remarking that he had not +breakfasted, he replied—“I am an old first lieutenant, +and always breakfasts with me hat under the table.” +Returned to Kazatch, selected ground, marked +out sites, and had two houses up by sunset. Yellow +flags hoisted and regular lazaretto established.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>April 5.</div> + +<p>Thirty-nine cases of smallpox. Hospital establishment +creditable to the designer. Patients doing well. +Landed band in afternoon to cheer them. At +suggestion of surgeon, walked through my newly +erected hospital; airy and clean. The smallpox room +was a trial. Having obtained the names, I endeavoured +to say something consoling to each. Their heads were +swollen into the shape and appearance of huge plum-puddings: +eyes closed—their own mothers could not +have recognised them. Prompted by the doctor, I was +enabled to say something cheery to each and could see +by a slight move of their heads that it gave pleasure.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_263">[263]</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>April 6.</div> + +<p>Building huts, making wells and wards about +the hospital—an amusement!</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>April 11.</div> + +<p><span class='ships'>Banshee</span> arrived with mail, little Harry on board; +just in time to see the bombardment.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Letter to +H.F.S. +April 13.</div> + +<p>The nearest point to us is the entrance left of the +French entrenchment, abutting on the sea. This +entrenchment and battery being “end on,” we see +the Frenchmen load and fire and crouch down. We +see the Russians doing the same. We easily trace +the whole course of the shells, see them burst, sometimes +throwing heaps of earth and dirt over the men +as they throw themselves down when they see or hear +the missive coming.</p> + +<p>Higher up in the landscape we see the famous +Round Tower and the Mamelon (this last the one the +French never ought to have allowed the Russians to +take), keeping up a desperate fire on Gordon’s and +Chapman’s batteries, which is returned with interest; +then again, further still, are ours and the French +batteries blazing away on the Russian fort, while +they in the background are firing from numerous +newly-raised batteries on the Inkerman heights to +the north of the Khersonese.</p> + +<p>When it is calm or the wind off the land, the concussion +from the reports of the guns shakes the ship. +This is kept up night and day, at least it has been +so for the last four days, and will go on.</p> + +<p>We cannot well make out the amount of damage +done to the Russian batteries, but the fire from them +gets very slack towards the afternoon, and sometimes +is silenced altogether; but they manage to repair +damages in the dark, and commence in the morning +much the same. Nearer to us we have seen the +Frenchmen’s battery, considerably damaged, but they +replace their gabions and sand-bags, and go at it again.<span class="pagenum" id="Page_264">[264]</span> +In fact, judging from the supply of shot and shell +in rear of his battery, the enemy means to keep the +ball going for some time.</p> + +<p>We get occasional accounts from the camp. Up +to yesterday the bluejackets appear to have suffered +most. Two lieutenants, Twyford and Douglas, +killed. Captain Lord John Hay wounded, jaw +broken, teeth knocked out and throat cut by the +fragment of a shell: doing well though, and wishes +to return to the trenches. Seventy-six seamen <i>hors +de combat</i>, and Lord Raglan asking for more. They +are decidedly the best shots, but take no care of themselves.</p> + +<p>I am sorry the town of Sevastopol shows as yet +little or no symptoms of damage: on the top of one +of their sea batteries, I can see ladies admiring, as +we suppose, our Fleet. While all this is going on on +shore we (French and English ships) form a long and +imposing line across the harbour. Our daily routine, +muster, bands playing; everything going on as if +we were in Plymouth Sound or at Spithead.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Journal.</div> + +<p>Visited hospital, all patients except one doing well. +Pasley and Talbot to dine. Paget and Drummond +went into the harbour after dark in the <span class='ships'>Valourous</span>, +and caused a slight diversion by opening fire on the +forts.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>April 14.</div> + +<p>With Admiral to visit Lord Raglan: unusual on +mail departure days.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>April 15.</div> + +<p>Until the place is invested cannot see use of the +present expenditure of ammunition.</p> + +<p>About this time Clarence Paget conceived the +idea of placing two lights on shore in such a position +that, by bringing them in one, we might on the +darkest nights approach the batteries and deliver our +fire in succession; in the hope that the enemy, not + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_265">[265]</span> +being able to see the ships, would fire at random and +probably miss us, whereas we, knowing exactly the +distance and direction, could point our guns with +unerring aim. Sir Edmund Lyons, as stated by +Paget, brightened on the occasion. Paget with his +master had sounded the line the ships had to take. +I expected great things of my <span class='ships'>Jenny d’ Acre</span> when +her turn should come.</p> + +<figure class="figcenter" id="i_265"> + <img class="h100" src="images/i_265.jpg" alt=""> + <figcaption>Headquarters.</figcaption> +</figure> + +<p>This was <span class='ships'>Gladiator’s</span> turn for night attack on +batteries, and as it would be my “<span class='ships'>Jenny d’ Acre’s</span>” turn +next, I got friend Broke to take me on board a little +after midnight. All lights out, the paddles just +turning noiselessly. I was on the paddle-box when a +flash from the shore and the approach of a burning +fuse showed how correctly the Russians had calculated +the spot. The master fell just before me, and the shell +exploded over the opposite box, while a third person +fell from the bridge. On inquiry I found that no +one was hurt. The master from the <span class='ships'>Princess Royal</span> +was on the bridge and had thrown himself down.<span class="pagenum" id="Page_266">[266]</span> +The officer on the opposite bridge had done likewise. +The young man who fell off the bridge had taken his +tea a little too strong, and lost his balance; no harm +done.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>April 17.</div> + +<p>Fresh case of smallpox, ditto breaking out in +<span class='ships'>Royal Albert</span>, sent their cases to our new hospital. +With permission of Admiral, shifted berth to off +Kazatch, to finish hospital. Landed strong party. +Dined with Houston-Stewart.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>April 21.</div> + +<p>Oldfield in from trenches. Respite from firing. +Things much the same as when trenches opened +first.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>April 22.</div> + +<p>Visit from Inspector of Hospitals, Dr. Deas.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>April 23.</div> + +<p>Order from Commander-in-Chief to hoist quarantine +flag, and consider ourselves in strict quarantine.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>April 24.</div> + +<p>Lord Rokeby and Baillie having come down, met +them at stables with luncheon. Great farce this +quarantine!</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 2.</div> + +<p>Invited to meet Admiral on shore. Plan for an +attack on Kertch with 12,000 French and 3000 +English discussed. No work, though, for these big +ships. <span class='ships'>Alma</span> troopship arrived. Friend John Astley, +recovered from his wound in the neck at Alma, rejoined +Fusilier Guards.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 3.</div> + +<p>Interruption in hospital works. General signal +for captains and ordinary sailing: rendezvous and +places of landing issued. Things looking more like +business. Weighed at 8 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span>, and steered towards +Odessa, altering course for eastward after dark.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 4.</div> + +<p>Early morning found Fleet enveloped in fog. +Marines preparing to land. Fog dispelled by heat +of sun. Signal, to cook three days’ provisions. +Weather fine, all hands full of hope and expectation. +As we drew near, general signal for “Captains to +repair on board flag.” Disappointment great when + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_267">[267]</span> +it was announced that the expedition was at an end. +French Admiral being recalled by Canrobert.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Kertch, +May 5.</div> + +<p>Before we turned our sterns on Kertch, Lord +Lyons told me that he had tried to persuade General +Brown, who commanded our troops, to go on with +the forces <em>we</em> had to Kertch. But the strict disciplinarian +declined. Had he consented, on the appearance +of our top-gallant yards above the horizon, +the Kertch forts, which had had been prepared a month +previously, would have been blown up, the war ended, +and millions saved to the country.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Kazatch +Bay, +May 6.</div> + +<p>Ran ahead of Fleet and came to before 8, off +Kazatch Bay. Cutter capsized in sailing on shore. +Pilkington in her. No one drowned. Rode “Bashi” +up to headquarters. Returned with Admirals. Blowing +fresh, so did not dine with them.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 8.</div> + +<p>Arthur Williams came on board, having arrived +in <span class='ships'>Himalaya</span> from India with his charming wife. +All smallpox cases being in hospital, could put my +friends up on board. Admiral Houston-Stewart +to call upon Mrs. Williams.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 9.</div> + +<p>Williams, Colville, and Foley down from camp +to dine. Friends Talbot, Horton, and others to +dinner. Found Arthur Taylor had called on board, +having arrived in charge of artillery in cargo transport.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 12.</div> + +<p>Dined with Admiral H. Stewart to meet Commander-in-Chief. +Foley and Colville coming down +from camp.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 13.</div> + +<p>Held survey on and invalided Captain Sir George +Broke. After divine service, sent friends in launch +and took Mrs. Ives in gig to Streletska Bay; landed +and visited French trenches and left attack. Dined +in Wardroom.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 14.</div> + +<p>Dined with Pasley. Received pictures of Nelson + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_268">[268]</span> +and Lyons. Foley and Colville took their departure +for camp in the afternoon.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 15.</div> + +<p>Dined with Pasley—best cook in the Fleet.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 16.</div> + +<p>Friends from camp—Wenny Coke, Bob Lindsay, +Thynne of Rifles, Baillie, and Fraser, the Master of +Lovat, to dinner. Jolly party, having killed the +last of my Southdowns. Baillie and Fraser returning +at night.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 17.</div> + +<p>Commander-in-Chief promising to dine, prepared +accordingly. Admiral Stewart sending me turtle +soup and fish. Lord Rokeby down too in time +from camp. Baillie. Seventeen to, for these times, +a first-rate dinner.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 18.</div> + +<p>Dined with Commander-in-Chief, to meet Mrs. +F. Grey.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 20.</div> + +<p>With Admirals to visit by water, in <span class='ships'>Telegraph</span> +steamer, Prince Woronzoff’s place Onianda Aloupka, +the Emperor’s Palace, and village of Yalta. Mrs. +F. Grey, Mrs. and Miss Stewart, Lady George +Paget, Lord Burgesh, Rose, and others, an agreeable +party. Admiral, however, was obliged to go to +headquarters. Found <span class='ships'>Enchantress</span> yacht, Sir Thomas +Whichcote, with Freke and George Bentick on board; +offered to tow him to Kertch! Another expedition +decided on.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 21.</div> + +<p>Dined with Wardroom officers to celebrate two +years in commission.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 22.</div> + +<p>Called on board <span class='ships'>York Herald</span>, Captain Furber, +meeting Mrs. Pentland, and Miss Furber.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_269">[269]</span></p> + +<figure class="figcenter" id="i_269"> + <img class="h100" src="images/i_269.jpg" alt=""> + <figcaption>Map of Crimea.</figcaption> +</figure> + + + + +<hr class='chap x-ebookmaker-drop'> + +<div class='chapter'> +<p><span class='pagenum' id='Page_270'>[270]</span></p> +<h2 class='nobreak' id='CHAPTER_LVII'>CHAPTER LVII</h2> +</div> + +<p class='chap-title'><span class="smcap">Second Expedition to Kertch</span></p> + + +<div class='sidenote'>1855. +May 22.</div> + +<p>I thought this would be a pleasant trip for my +yacht friends in the <span class='ships'>Enchantress</span>, and advised Whichcote +to be prepared after dark to pick up the end of +a hawser with as little noise as possible, which he +would find over the stern of the <span class='ships'>St. Jean d’ Acre</span>, +and not cast off until he heard from me; and gave +<span class='ships'>Stella</span> the option of doing likewise.</p> + +<p>At 8.10 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span> we were moving in line as slowly +as the screw would allow, when we perceived the +P. & O. steamer <span class='ships'>Colombo</span>, carrying troops, on starboard +bow, creeping out from one of the small inlets, +so near that unless she at once stopped she must +foul us.</p> + +<p>We hailed without effect. We could not stop +without fouling next astern: a musket was fired. +<span class='ships'>Colombo</span> stopped, but too late. A crash, and I saw a +twelve-foot figurehead drop with a loud splash into +the water. My tows astern, not injured. We had +quietly embarked 600 Turkish troops.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Theodosia, +May 23.</div> + +<p>Dense fog during the night. Fleet assembled +during the day, and I had time to seek the <span class='ships'>Colombo</span>, +whose captain found his way on board the <span class='ships'>Acre</span>. +Something was wrong with the machinery; he had +been unable to stop his ship in time to save her + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_271">[271]</span> +figurehead. The Crimea is to Russia what the Isle +of Wight might be to England.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Kertch, +May 24.</div> + +<p>Arrived at Kertch. Army landed during the afternoon +and bivouacked on the beach. <span class='ships'>Princess Royal</span> +and <span class='ships'>St. Jean d’ Acre</span> had similar cargoes of Turkish +troops, which we landed without either trouble or +complaint. The Russians blew up their magazine, +set fire to their stores, ships, etc.</p> + +<p>A large open space appeared to be covered with +tumuli, varying in size, shaped like the roofs of +barns, from which you could not see far without +mounting to the top, as Clarence Paget and I did, +selecting the highest.</p> + +<p>From the top, not more than three miles distant, +we saw the Russians evacuating the Citadel. A +battery of artillery faced the spot where our troops +had landed. In rear of the guns, the Russians, bag +and baggage, were retreating.</p> + +<p>We returned to the landing-place, and had to pass +through a regiment of French Rifles enjoying a rest +and sleep in the sun. Paget, who spoke French, +told the French officer commanding that there were +a thousand Russian troops passing within three miles +of him. The officer appeared not to credit the +statement, whereupon Paget put his glass into his +hand and asked him to mount the nearest tumulus +and see for himself.</p> + +<p>The officer then drew his sword, calling out, “Aux +armes,” in which he was joined by the whole +regiment. A mile of fishermen’s nets were soon in a +blaze. Later in the afternoon I took young Stephenson, +when we mounted on one of these tumuli and +noticed a Russian galloping towards us.</p> + +<p>The troops of the expedition were now all alive +and had formed across the small peninsula in open + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_272">[272]</span> +skirmishing order, and were advancing to capture the +small garrison which Paget and I had seen pass out +towards Arabat four hours previously. The Russian +was unaware of the danger he was galloping into; +he pulled up, but, not understanding us, galloped on. +It was now time for us to retreat within our own lines. +The Russian, too, who had seen our skirmishers, was +in full retreat.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Kertch, +May 25.</div> + +<p>The next day I went into Kertch in a steamer with +Sir Edmund Lyons and party, and had no difficulty +in recognising our Russian friend owner of the fishing +nets, as well as other property. In the afternoon +joined Paget in a foraging party. Took thirty-five +bullocks for the Fleet, and milch cows for ourselves.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 27.</div> + +<p>Dundas, Turner, and Peck on board to church. +Dined on board <span class='ships'>Enchantress</span>.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 29.</div> + +<p>Remained on board, admiring Brierly’s Baltic +sketches. Dined with Houston-Stewart.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 30.</div> + +<p>Landed abreast of ship and got some green gooseberries, +big enough for a tart. Dined with Pasley +on board <span class='ships'>Agamemnon</span>.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 31.</div> + +<p>Admiral made signal for opportunity to go to +Kertch and Yenkali. Visited Sir George Brown and +the camp. On return found news from Sea of Azov +of smart doings there by squadron. Dined with +Commander-in-Chief.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 1.</div> + +<p>Launches off at daylight to join force in Sea of +Azov. Took cruise in <span class='ships'>Stella</span> yacht with Frankland. +Arrival of 3000 troops from Balaclava. Farewell +dinner to Whichcote and party on board <span class='ships'>Enchantress</span>.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 2.</div> + +<p>Lieutenant H.S.H. Prince Victor of Hohenlohe +joined. Party to dinner, Pasley, Paget, Talbot, Prince +Victor, Frankland from <span class='ships'>Stella</span>, and Jackson.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 3.</div> + +<p>Dined self and youngsters, Prince Victor, Graham, + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_273">[273]</span> +Stephenson, and Campbell, with Admiral Houston-Stewart.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 4.</div> + +<p>A cruise with Frankland and Jackson in <span class='ships'>Stella</span> to +Yenkali; council of war being held there. Spoony +decision not to go to Anapa: younger blood required +in council.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 5.</div> + +<p>Dined with Commander-in-Chief to meet the +French and Turkish Admirals.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 6.</div> + +<p>News of energetic proceedings in the Sea of +Azov; proof of the advantage of employing young +men.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 7.</div> + +<p>Cruise in <span class='ships'>Stella</span>. Landed on sandy spit, Asiatic +side; tried to stalk a Cossack. Picked up some sea-birds +eggs much the same as plovers. Signal from +flag, “Obstacles removed and free to be attacked.”</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 9.</div> + +<p>Mamelon taken by the French. Kertch Government +buildings on fire. War, a terrible thing!</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 11.</div> + +<p>Accompanied Commander-in-Chief on farewell +visit to Kertch. Dined with him; got permission +to go in <span class='ships'>Stella</span> to Anapa. Took Prince Victor, and +weighed before turning in.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 12.</div> + +<p>Arrived off Anapa by breakfast time. Place in +ruins; picturesque Circassians moving about.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 13.</div> + +<p>After breakfast returned to Kertch Straits. Not +sorry to find our allies had already started.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 14.</div> + +<p>Fleet weighed at daylight to visit the deserted +Anapa; remained a couple of hours there. Ice the +only thing worth bringing away. 8 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span>—Picked up +<span class='ships'>Stella</span> and took her in tow.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 15.</div> + +<p>In running in, ship grounded off Sevastopol. Not +my fault this time! Got off, too, without damage.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 16.</div> + +<p>Brierly mounted on “Bashi,” self on “Princess,” +rode up to camp. Dined with Admiral Houston-Stewart +after hot ride to headquarters. Champagne +iced.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_274">[274]</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 17.</div> + +<p>All in high force at the idea of entering Sevastopol +to-morrow.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Off +Sevastopol, +June 18.</div> + +<p>Got under weigh at 2.30 <span class="allsmcap">A.M.</span> Strongly impressed +that this would be the anniversary of another glorious +victory. But it was not to be. The French attack +on the Malakoff and the English on the Redan +repulsed with loss. Sad! Sad! <em>We</em> cruising off +the harbour.</p> + +<p>There was no particular order of sailing. <i>St. +Jean d’ Acre</i> drifted near enough to tempt a fire +from the northern entrance to the harbour, +and for us to see our troops retreat from the +Redan!</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 19.</div> + +<p>Landed in Italiska Bay, and rode part of the way +to headquarters with Maitland Lennox; returned in +time for Admiral Houston-Stewart’s dinner to meet +Commander-in-Chief.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 20.</div> + +<p>Brierly back from camp, and with him William +Colville to stay a few days.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 21.</div> + +<p>On examination of mids, passed three: young +Graham first class.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 23.</div> + +<p>Preparation by Quartermaster John Shepherd to +destroy, alone, a Russian three-decker. Called with +Clarence Paget on newly-made French Admirals. On +return found St. George Foley from camp, attached +to General Pellissier.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 24.</div> + +<p>Took John Shepherd to Admiral. Landed St. +George Foley at Streletska. Received General Codrington +on board <span class='ships'>Acre</span>. He with self and friends +dined in Wardroom.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 25.</div> + +<p>Arthur Williams and his charming wife on board, +he returning to camp after dinner.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 27.</div> + +<p>Firing from batteries slack. Colonel Campbell +and Colonel Pereira of 90th. Phipps and Kingston +to dinner.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_275">[275]</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 29.</div> + +<p>Telegraphic signal announcing the sad intelligence +of Lord Raglan’s death. A leader not to +be replaced. Friend Lord Mark Kerr arrived +at Balaclava from Gibraltar in command of 13th +Regiment.</p> + + + + +<hr class='chap x-ebookmaker-drop'> + +<div class='chapter'> +<p><span class='pagenum' id='Page_276'>[276]</span></p> +<h2 class='nobreak' id='CHAPTER_LVIII'>CHAPTER LVIII</h2> +</div> + +<p class='chap-title'><span class="smcap">Naval Brigade</span></p> + + +<div class='sidenote'>1855. +July 3.</div> + +<p>A report going that George King, commanding +<span class='ships'>Rodney</span>, 74, whose crew, she having no steam power, +had been landed with the Naval Brigade, was about +to invalid. It occurred to me that nothing could +be done afloat with a dual command, and that if +George King would, with Admiral’s approval, exchange +ships, I might stand a chance of seeing more +service on shore than afloat. Mine was a selfish idea. +If ever a man was proud of, and happy in, his ship it +was myself.</p> + +<p>Consulted my kind friend Admiral Sir Edmund +Lyons, who required time to consider. My brother +officers decidedly disapproved. Dined early with +Houston-Stewart to attend later the embarkation of +the remains of Lord Raglan, deeply lamented, on +board the <span class='ships'>Caradoc</span>, Commander Derriman. It was +an imposing but sad spectacle.</p> + +<p>The Admiral having approved of the exchange, +allowed <span class='ships'>Acre</span> to be shifted into Kazatch Bay. Now +it was settled, a sinking of the heart came on at the +idea of removing myself from the good fellows with +whom I had been serving.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 7.</div> + +<p>I had promised Lady Churston, Sir Robert Newman’s +sister, to remove his remains from “a green + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_277">[277]</span> +field through which ran a small stream by the stump +of a tree.”</p> + +<p>This was my only description. To Cathcart’s Hill, +however, I had sent a party from the <span class='ships'>Rodney</span>, early, +with the necessary implements to work through +granite, and when about it to make a grave large +enough to hold two. It took me hours to find +the place. At last I examined a space occupied +by 3000 Turkish soldiers without a particle of green +on it. Stumps of two small trees, a quarter of a +mile apart, caused me to think they could not +now be standing unless fed by water.</p> + +<p>We had not far to dig. I had prepared a coffin +large enough to hold that in which poor Newman +might have been buried. But, alas! we found only +bones, rats had been at work. The only thing that +made me believe I had the right remains was a pair +of brown silk socks. All we could collect was carefully +arranged, and the coffin screwed down: the +Union Jack spread over it.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 9.</div> + +<p>Rode to the artillery camp at Balaklava, and +obtained from the officer in charge a corporal and a +six-horse limber waggon, on which the coffin was placed.</p> + +<p>With my smart corporal we rode through the +camp on our five or six mile journey. Among +others we met Honourable William Colville of Rifle +Brigade; he was a good draughtsman, and kindly +dismounted, taking from his sabretasche pencil and +paper, and made a sketch of this cavalcade for me to +send to Newman’s sister.</p> + +<figure class="figcenter" id="i_278"> + <img class="h100" src="images/i_278.jpg" alt=""> + <p>Sketch by Col. Hon. W. Colville.</p> + <figcaption>Jack, to newly-arrived subaltern, “Sorry I can’t obleege you with a horse, +but I have a quiet dromedary I can sell you.”</figcaption> +</figure> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 10.</div> + +<p>After breakfast read commission on board <span class='ships'>Rodney</span>, +King reading his on board <span class='ships'>St. Jean d’ Acre</span>. Sad day +for me. In the evening escorted Mrs. Williams on +board <span class='ships'>Europa</span> for passage to Scutari. Dined with +Charlie Talbot on board <span class='ships'>Algiers</span>.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_278">[278]</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 11.</div> + +<p>Early dinner in Wardroom. Pretended to be +going to <span class='ships'>Rodney</span>, and so avoided taking leave of my +good fellows. Young Harry Stephenson and Thompson +transferred to <span class='ships'>Rodney</span>.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_279">[279]</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 12.</div> + +<p>Dined with General Barnard, who had just been +appointed Chief of Staff.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 13.</div> + +<p>Dined with General Simpson, now Commander-in-Chief, +and reminded him of our meeting at his +mess when he commanded the 29th at Mauritius in +1829, I then a mid of the <span class='ships'>Tweed</span>.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Letter to +M. S. +July 14.</div> + +<p>Find our Jacks queer fellows; they deal in horses +or anything else, and as soon as they come out of +the trenches they are all over the soldiers’ camps, +doing work for the officers, repairing tents and +that sort of thing, receiving part payment in grog, +and then share it with the first “soger” they +meet.</p> + +<p>I avoid too many restrictions, as long as men +appear at the 10 <span class="allsmcap">A.M.</span> muster, properly dressed, with +their arms cleaned and correct, with correct numbers +of the men and battery they have to relieve. They +are then dismissed, and find their own way by trenches +or over the open. In a body they are pretty sure to +draw the enemy’s fire.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>In +Camp, +July.</div> + +<p>In our camp we are tolerably comfortable. My +tent is pitched on a patch of ground on the edge of +a hill. There is a long open avenue in front, on +either side are the tents of the officers and seamen, +which they decorate in the most fantastic way. All +sorts of devices for weathercocks, etc. The shells +that annoy us most are those that burst in the air. +We are very close to one another in some places, +but I expect we shall soon shut the Russians up, as +they fire very wild when fired at; our fellows are +as steady as ever; the more casualties, the more +jokes are cracked!</p> + +<p>In front of our batteries, between us and the +Redan and Malakoff Towers, are the trenches, and +the Quarries, formerly a Russian position—taken + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_280">[280]</span> +by us before Inkerman, at present held by the +guards and other troops. While no particular bombardment +is going on, our orders are, to watch the +enemy’s batteries, and only fire on them when they +fire on our advanced parties in the trenches, so that the +soldiers are, in a measure, partly under our protection. +In this way we get some pretty shooting. A shell +from the Redan bursts over our soldiers in the trenches; +bang goes an 8-inch shell from the sailors’ battery, +generally right into the embrasure, from which the +mischief came. Another shell reaches them from our +Left Attack. The French, too, take it up and pop +one into them from the Mamelon, and then for the +next half-hour a general scrimmage takes place, +exciting to a degree. A very little precaution +teaches you to know, by every gun that the enemy +fires, whether they are shot or shell. The shot we +do not care for. I saw one of our Jacks make a low +bow to a shot that he saw coming directly at him: +at the right moment he bobbed his head, and it +passed about a foot above his body. There are +small hollow places on ground above our batteries +in which sailors are employed making gabions: +having expended their materials the bluejackets were +amusing themselves by running at one another with +the gabions over their heads, when an enemy’s shell +exploded without serious damage to any one. Most of +the shot strike the parapet and throw a cloud of dust, +dirt, and small stones into our batteries. Each day +I have been so covered that you could not have told +the proper colour of my dress. The shot are very +good fun, but the shells are beastly things from which +it is difficult to escape. They are no respecters of +persons. On Sunday a man was killed by the fragments +of a shell while he was sitting in the supposed + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_281">[281]</span> +most secure place inside the entrance to one of our +magazines.</p> + +<figure class="figcenter" id="i_281"> + <img class="h100" src="images/i_281.jpg" alt=""> + <p>Sketch by Col. Hon. W. Colville. 1855.</p> + <figcaption>In Rear of the Lancaster Battery.</figcaption> +</figure> + +<p>Wenny Coke goes into the trenches to-night, and +to-morrow I shall be in our batteries all day and will +give such a dusting to any Russian battery that has +the impudence to molest my favourite Fusiliers. I +am going to take grub, and have invited Wenny +to dinner in the deepest part of his trench. Had I +had time, I could fill a quire with the absurdities of +the soldiers as well as sailors, who have given many a +good laugh. Directly little Harry heard of my + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_282">[282]</span> +appointment, he got leave and galloped up to my +tent.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 15.</div> + +<p>Visited our right division in trenches. Thompson +performing divine service in open air to the Naval +Brigade; “Little Harry” with him. A man killed +while sitting in the battery reading his Bible.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 16.</div> + +<p>Among arrivals from home in Balaklava was a +cargo of ice for use of Naval Brigade hospitals. +For some unknown reason doctors objected to receive +ice in the hospitals! After my superiors afloat had +been supplied, the Commander of the Naval Brigade +came in for a share. We were not far from the +French headquarters. I sent a couple of blocks to +General Pellissier, who invited me to <i lang='fr'>déjeuner</i>. He +had clever fittings with green branches, etc., for +luxury and comfort reminding me of Vauxhall +gardens in bygone times. Dined with General +Barnard.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Letter to +H. F. S. +July 18.</div> + +<p>Wenny Coke in the trenches last night bowled +over by a spent round. On visiting his tent I found +him cheery, but round shot don’t touch gently. +I was about to sit on a fur coat, rolled up near the +head of his bed, when he called out, “Don’t sit there, +Uncle Harry. A cat from Sevastopol came out last +night and dropped nine kittens in the sleeve!”</p> + +<p>Shepherd, one of the petty officers of the <i>St. Jean +d’Acre</i>, had conceived the idea that he could, single-handed, +blow up a man-of-war in Sevastopol harbour. +The contrivance appeared simple enough. I had +already taken him with his apparatus to the Admiral, +who was amused and approved, leaving the time for +the experiment to me. The plan was this. To prepare +a light iron case a foot long by eighteen inches, with +a loop at each end. The case to be fitted with a +Bickford’s fuse, which burns under water. A sort + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_283">[283]</span> +of canvas duck punt was to be fitted to exactly hold +the case amidships. The after part was to hold one +sitter, who could easily steer with a canoe paddle +without noise. The Russians had been in the habit +of sending three or four thousand men across the +entrance end of the harbour. The night fire of war-ships +had so inconvenienced this passage of their +transport boats, they shifted the line of their passage +higher up the harbour.</p> + +<p>The dark night for our expedition arrived at +last. The spot for embarkation was only separated +by a spur of land covered by thick scrub and +bush, but the darkness of the night enabled our +guide to take us to the water. At half-past twelve +the punt left the rough slips and was immediately +lost to sight, nor was there the slightest sound. +At the expiration of three hours nothing had +occurred, and there were signs of daybreak. With +us was Colonel St. George Foley, attached to +General Pellissier’s staff. We were within range +of the Russian sentries, and had to creep through +scrub and bushes until we were inside the French +lines: we soon commenced on our refreshments. I +was distressed at having helped to lose poor John +Shepherd—as, if caught, he would be shot as a spy. +St. George Foley was put out at the loss of his horse, +servant, and haversack. My coxswain, who, I think, +had been washing his mouth out, was sent in search +among an acre of gun carriages, waggons, etc., and +returned, announcing to Foley that “The beggar was +gone, but had left his painter.” Poor Foley applied +for explanation. Painter was a rope spliced in a +ring in the bow of a boat, and most likely the horse +had slipped his head out of halter and gone home—the +servant losing no time in following. In fact, all + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_284">[284]</span> +during the night the white light of shells had +been flying over our heads from three different +Russian batteries at a French mortar battery. Great +was my delight an hour after my arrival in camp to +hear of Shepherd’s safe return. The plucky fellow +had pulled past and between a number of Russian +steamers, and was within 400 yards of the three-deckers, +when a whole string of Russian boats +pushed off from the western shore to convey troops +across.</p> + +<p>For an hour he lay in his little punt hoping for an +opening to pass through. Daylight came and he had +not time to return the distance to where we were; he +therefore struck at once for Careening Bay, one side +of which he knew was in the possession of the French. +Lord Charles Paget’s plan of night attack had caused +the Russians to change the route for conveying +reliefs across.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 19.</div> + +<p>On returning from batteries got news of Lushington’s +promotion and my appointment to the command +of the Naval Brigade! Lucky dog that I am!</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 20.</div> + +<p>Early ride to Kamiesch and breakfast with the +Admiral. Kind and confidential chat.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 21.</div> + +<p>Assumed command of Naval Brigade: Prince +Victor of Hohenlohe, A.D.C.; Rev. Josiah Thompson, +Chaplain; forage allowance for five horses.</p> + +<p>Early morning, a cavalry corporal with two +orderlies at my tent door. Reported myself at +headquarters.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 22.</div> + +<p>Sunday, divine service in open air. Visited +Right Attack and Quarries with Sir Harry Jones; +dined with him.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>In the +batteries +of Naval +Brigade, +July 23.</div> + +<p>Instructions from headquarters to prepare for a +sortie, and that I had better communicate with the +General at the Quarries. The day was far advanced:<span class="pagenum" id="Page_285">[285]</span> +a storm brewing. Had an experienced and good +officer in Captain Moorsom, who had been in the +Naval Brigade from the beginning. Of course Moorsom +opened a sharp fire on the Russian batteries, +which eventually drew part of their fire off our +advanced trenches. He knew the bearings of the +Russian forts on which our batteries could tell best. +Could not do better than leave him in charge, while +I went to the quarries for further instruction. Storm +commencing, shifted into pea-jacket and jack-boots, +sword and cap. Rain fell heavily. Zig-zags being +on the slope, I was soon washed out and took to the +open. Dark, too, came on with the storm; lost my +way, but knew by descending, and the constant discharge +of musketry, I must come to our own troops—which +I did; but no one could hear or attend to me. +I knew not the way. Took to the right. Came on +the Guards, whom I knew by their bearskins; they +were equally busy. It was no use pulling their coats; +the thunder of guns and muskets rendered one’s +voice equally useless, so crept on. The storm began +to break. Laid hold of a soldier’s coat and bellowed +to him. He bellowed “sergeant,” who bellowed me +what my name was. When I told him, he said: +“That lie won’t do. I know Captain Keppel of the +Grenadiers. You must come to our officer.” I +pleaded inability to walk further. Another bearskin +on my left! No alternative. The storm and sortie +were over.</p> + +<p>By the time we reached the officers, they were +enjoying a little rest as well as refreshment. One of +them asked the sergeant: “What have you there?” +“A prisoner, sir.” After a while there was a laugh. +Most of them knew and had made me out.</p> + +<p>With the assistance of grog and a feed I got + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_286">[286]</span> +back to my tent, but the sun was well up. The +kind Lord Rokeby pretended to be angry, and +offered that if I attended the camp, the Brigade +should march past me; but I don’t think my poor +father, had he been alive, would have recognised me +in my trench costume.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Letter to +M. S. +July 28.</div> + +<p>Our batteries are getting so close to the enemy’s +that casualties are frequent, and the Naval Brigade +gradually reducing, without a chance of recruiting, +except in officers, whose vacancies are replaced from +the Fleet. Although they hear, afloat, the jokes played, +when the time comes they forget. Our chief battery +on the left is at the foot of a hill, and a favourite mark +for the enemy’s shells. The fuses burning in the air +are often heard before the shells are seen. We have +trained look-out men who know by the sound about +where the shell was likely to drop. They call out, +“Right,” “Left,” “Front,” “Rear,” when those +present rush to any point they fancy, dodge close to +a gun carriage, or jump through the embrasure, and +so risk a Russian bullet.</p> + +<p>The favourite resort was the magazine passage, +cut out of the hill with a bend in it. The first +there, the best chance. The new arrival affords +the best sport, and is prepared for. The dirtiest +stretcher, on which some bleeding body had lately +been carried, is at hand. The shell bursts; the +new arrival is struck behind the ear by moist clay, +is immediately seized, laid on the dirty stretcher, +carried off, without resistance, by bearers to the zig-zag +cutting and upset into the ditch, which generally +holds water. Of course he is received with cheers, +and watches anxiously for the next newcomer. +Dined yesterday with the Commander-in-Chief at +headquarters and met our War Minister, the Duke + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_287">[287]</span> +of Newcastle; I have established a mess-room, where +we meet at supposed dinner at eight o’clock. Most +of my time is passed in the batteries.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 30.</div> + +<p>Visited Left Attack. Found remains of the gallant +Colonel Norcott’s horse and servant just killed by +the same shot. He always rode this white charger +in front of his rifle regiment. Mail in. Letter from +First Lord, Sir Charles Wood, informing me of my +having the Good Service Pension. Visited hospital +in Cossack Bay and Admiral Freemantle.</p> + + + + +<hr class='chap x-ebookmaker-drop'> + +<div class='chapter'> +<p><span class='pagenum' id='Page_288'>[288]</span></p> +<h2 class='nobreak' id='CHAPTER_LIX'>CHAPTER LIX</h2> +</div> + +<p class='chap-title'><span class="smcap">Trenches—Before Sevastopol</span></p> + + +<div class='sidenote'>1855. +Aug. 1.</div> + +<p>Heavy fall of rain. Whole country as in winter. +Trenches under water.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 2.</div> + +<p>Bought a beautiful Arab from an officer going +home, of 10th Hussars. Lord Rokeby and Bob +Lindsay to dine at our mess.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 3.</div> + +<p>An attempt at a sortie made last night. Russians +driven back easily. Breakfasted with Hugh Rose, +French headquarters. Minute inspection of Mamelon +with Lord Rokeby, troops marching past. Curious +custom: the French dig large holes as burial-places +in sight of those going to the trenches.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 4.</div> + +<p>Rode to Monastery to arrange for Warde’s going +afloat. Wenny Coke wounded last night in trenches. +We have advanced our batteries and trenches nearer the +enemy’s guns without thickening them in proportion. +A shot has no business to pass through a parapet. +I had a man turned over yesterday by a round shot; he +was not killed, as the strength of the shot was expended +before it got through the parapet. One of the stones +gave me a clip in the back; but the Russians had been +riled by our cutting a cart in two just before.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 5.</div> + +<p>Sunday, muster and divine service. On visiting +the hospital I found one of my poor fellows +carving a heart on a ring, part of his own thigh-bone, + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_289">[289]</span> +which had been amputated. On asking him what he +was going to do with it, he replied, “To send it to +my girl, sir.” Another was busy securing the sides of +his hat into the shape of a Greenwich pensioner’s: +a curtain hung round his jacket to look like a +long-tailed coat. He had only one leg.</p> + +<p>A day or two ago I rode with Lord Rokeby +to see a division French lines—3000 Chasseurs +d’Afrique, cream of French cavalry. Saw a Russian +lady in Sevastopol flying a kite; the wind was +in the direction of the Mamelon. I pointed it +out to the French General Linois, who ordered his +riflemen to fire; they cut the string and down came +the kite just inside the trenches. He gave it to Lord +Rokeby, who sent it home. The French general +raised his cap by way of apologising to the lady, and +ordered the riflemen to raise theirs on the points of +their bayonets. A round of Russian grape shot sent +one cap flying and broke two muskets. A broiling +day—face burnt cruel.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 6.</div> + +<p>Dined with Lord Rokeby. George Goldsmith up +to breakfast. Visited Right Attack. Saw, the other +day, feeding together in the trenches, Wilbraham +Oates Lennox, Royal Engineers, V.C., Captain +John Maitland Lennox, R.M.L.I., and Augustus +Frederick, Captain Royal Artillery, sons of my +friend Lord George Lennox. Dined with General +Codrington.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 7.</div> + +<p>Called on Chief of Artillery. Rode with Lord +Rokeby to Cossack Bay and hospital to see poor +D’Aeth, first lieutenant <span class='ships'>Sidon</span>, dying of cholera. +He was a youngster with me in the <span class='ships'>Dido</span>; a +more gallant fellow there could not be. He was +taken ill at one this morning, having been dining at +Kamiesch, and was given over five hours afterwards.<span class="pagenum" id="Page_290">[290]</span> +He had a locket containing the miniature of a pretty +Portuguese girl at Lisbon, and requested it might +be buried with him. Went on board <span class='ships'>Læander</span>.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 8.</div> + +<p>Visited Left Attack. Both Admirals up; met at +headquarters. Stopped to luncheon. While in Right +Attack trenches received directions from headquarters +to show the Duke of Newcastle the Quarries. +His Grace following with attendants, I explained +the impossibility of such a staff: the feathers alone +would bring on us the whole Russian fire. We were +three or four only. Although shot and shell passed +over our heads we were right enough, until near +the Quarries, when a shell burst, sending fragments +close to us: one so near that it almost touched the +Duke, and lodged in a gabion on my side. His +Grace expressed a wish to have the piece; a soldier +dislodged it with his bayonet. I held it out to the +Duke, but it was so hot that he dropped it. I believe +it is now at Clumber, with two empty thirteen-inch +Russian shells picked up close to our Brigade +batteries. General Barnard and staff dined at naval +mess.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 9.</div> + +<p>Threatening, heavy-looking weather, which came +down in a deluge.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 10.</div> + +<p>Visited St. George, my Chief of Artillery. Rode +over to Balaklava to see Freemantle after his fall. +Wenny Coke and other friends to dinner.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 11.</div> + +<p>Visited all Right Attack with General Jones. +Wenny Coke, E. Somerset, Curzon, and other friends +to dinner.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 12.</div> + +<p>Broiling hot. Artillery under orders to be ready +at daylight following morning in the field.</p> + +<p>Enclosed is a specimen of the notices I so often +received in the batteries, worth all the foolscap that +could be written:—</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_291">[291]</span></p> + +<div class='blockquot'> +<p><span class="smcap">Dear Uncle Harry</span>—In case you have not been +warned, I am desired by the General to give you notice +that an attack from the enemy is expected upon our trenches +at 3 <span class="allsmcap">A.M.</span> to-morrow. The covering parties in the trenches +have been doubled, first division in the Right Attack.—Yours +sincerely,</p> + +<p class='right pr1'><span class="smcap">Robert J. Lindsay</span>.</p> +</div> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 13.</div> + +<p>Poor Hughie Drummond, Adjutant of Scots +Fusilier Guards, killed in trenches.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 15.</div> + +<p>Prince Victor, Thomas, and self rode to Balaclava. +I to see Admiral; they to get material for +a stable.</p> + +<hr class="tb"> + +<p>One of my horses, “Vladimir,” was an “ever-lasting.” +He had been captured on Balaclava +day from Prince Vladimir’s regiment. He was +savage, and one foreleg was held up to enable me to +mount. He would jump anything I asked him. +Prince Victor often had difficulty in keeping me in +sight. He shod his own horses, and I think was +sorry when the war was over.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Battle of +Tchernaya, +Aug. 16.</div> + +<p>Orders from headquarters to be prepared for a +sortie, which, not coming off, enabled me to ride with +Prince Victor to the Tchernaya, where a desperate +attack was being made by the Russians on the Italians, +the French going to their assistance. On the high +ground on our way we met the dead and dying being +brought up on mules, stretchers, and backs of men, +then laid out in subdivided areas as most convenient +for the French and English surgeons to get +at. We descended to the river; the Russians, who +had retreated to the high ground, continued to fire +shot and shell on those who were helping the dying +and wounded. The Tchernaya is a small river, but +required a bridge to get over it. One of the painful + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_292">[292]</span> +sights was the badly wounded trying to drag themselves +to the river, calling for drink. While contemplating +the body of a young Russian officer (judging +from his uniform and spurs), whose upper jaw had +been shot clean away, the lower had an uninjured +row of white teeth, heard a voice over my shoulder, +remarking, “Il ne mange plus.” Further on a +Russian soldier had his left arm stretched out straight. +Thought he must be alive and rode up, to find him +stiff and dead. On a finger was a large ring. +Without dismounting, drew it off, thinking I had a +memento of the battle, but finding it was only brass, +I was very near giving it back.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 17.</div> + +<p>Notice from headquarters to be prepared for a +determined assault on our Right Attack batteries. +On my way met my late shipmate, Lieutenant Oldfield, +weeping: a round shot had just taken his +artillery brother’s head off! Our batteries, not +having been formed at the same time, were somewhat +irregular, and it had been necessary to prevent the +men rushing from one battery to the assistance of +another: a friendly hint was given from headquarters +that our men should leave their muskets and side arms +behind! We had a large battery, with three or four +smaller, on each side. In the main battery I selected +and made a pile of empty shell cases, forming a platform +for self to stand on. Returning after final inspection, +found Captain Hammett in possession of my pile. +Caused him to dismount, though he seemed to object, +but having learned which of the Russian batteries +could bear on our own, I took possession. The +ball had commenced. After a few minutes I called +from the position, “Look out, a round shot direct +for our battery.” Hammett gave the notice to the +men, who sprang from either side, but did not move + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_294">[294]</span> +himself. The shot touched the muzzle of the gun, +and doubled up poor Hammett. There was a +youngster bending over; I hoped there were not +two down. Found the poor lad was sick at the +sight of Hammett’s wounds. My gig’s crew bore +him to our camp, some three miles off. Some one +in camp with a telescope, seeing a gold lace cuff from +under the stretcher borne by the Captain’s gig’s crew, +announced my end. Total: five killed, nineteen +wounded.</p> + +<figure class="figcenter" id="i_293"> + <img class="h100" src="images/i_293.jpg" alt=""> + <figcaption>Plan of Sevastopol.</figcaption> +</figure> + +<div class='sidenote'>In Naval +Brigade, +Aug. 18.</div> + +<p>Continued vigorous bombardment on our side, +but enemy nearly shut up. Whole day on Right +Attack. Six men only were wounded on Left +Attack. Dined with Charlie Windham, the almost +too plucky Brigadier General of Second Division. +Met Duke of Newcastle.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 19.</div> + +<p><i>Sunday.</i>—Bombardment continuing. Getting +used to narrow escapes; had two on Left Attack. +Dog killed on Right Attack in afternoon. Redan +much cut up, also Malakoff. General Barnard, staff +and Steele to dinner.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 20.</div> + +<p>Visit from Bob Stopford. Returned to usual +routine of firing. Visited Left Attack. Sir Thomas +Pasley and son coming there. Young Pasley just +made a Commander to take Hammett’s place. +Generals Barnard and Bentick to dine.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 21.</div> + +<p>Threatened sortie. Troops out. Visited Right +Attack; fired some long range near the Russian +three-decker and bridge, etc.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 22.</div> + +<p>Accompanied Lord Rokeby to show him our long +range practice on Right Attack. But little time to +go elsewhere. Dined with General Sir William Eyre +to meet the Duke of Newcastle.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 23.</div> + +<p>Introduced Pasley to Right Attack. Not much +going on. Threw several shot round, if not into + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_295">[295]</span> +Russian ship. Mail arrived. Wynyard, Wenny, +Connell, and others to dine.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 24.</div> + +<p>To headquarters and Balaklava and hospital, +Cossack Bay. Lieutenant Everett, severe wound in +battery. General Sir William Eyre to dine.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 25.</div> + +<p>Turned out at 2.30 <span class="allsmcap">A.M.</span> to meet expected sortie. +No go. Lord Rokeby and Wenny to dine.</p> + +<figure class="figcenter" id="i_295"> + <img class="h100" src="images/i_295.jpg" alt=""> + <figcaption>Inside the Naval Brigade Battery.</figcaption> +</figure> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 26.</div> + +<p>In batteries at an early hour (3 <span class="allsmcap">A.M.</span>). Billy +Fyler and Fitzroy to dinner.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 27.</div> + +<p>Grand meeting at headquarters to invest certain +parties with order of G. and K.C.B. Visited Right +Attack and demolished new works on the salient of +Redan.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 28.</div> + +<p>Lord Rokeby, who was, I might say, “all over +the place,” had visited the French lines that extended +from the Malakoff in the direction of Inkerman. +The officers complained how annoyed they had been +by a hole made by the Russians at the foot of the + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_296">[296]</span> +Malakoff, through which, on a dark night, they +managed to creep, and having but the sky for a +background, themselves unseen, managed to pick off +the French sentries. Rokeby having spotted where +the hole was, thought it was within range of our +Naval Brigade batteries, and having found me, pointed +out the fresh stopped hole. To make sure, I decided +on visiting the place myself. Mounted my pony, +found the French lines and tried to explain in bad +French what I had come for. They assisted me +through the stopped embrasure, at right angles with +the Malakoff. I had not been there more than a +minute than a “pat, pat” noise struck the bushes. +It was a noise I had heard before, and thinking I had +seen quite enough, struggled to get back, but found +that instead of help, I was detained from within by +pressure on the <em>soles of my boots</em>. I reserved the best +French that I could think of until I got back, and +then let out at my then comrades in the foulest +French I could muster. They laughed good-humouredly! +It being late I rode across an open +space and was as near as possible spotted by a Russian +round shot. I got back in time to point such guns +as would bear on the spot; if it had not been for +the good Rokeby I felt inclined to lay the guns in +another direction.</p> + + + + +<hr class='chap x-ebookmaker-drop'> + +<div class='chapter'> +<p><span class='pagenum' id='Page_297'>[297]</span></p> +<h2 class='nobreak' id='CHAPTER_LX'>CHAPTER LX</h2> +</div> + +<p class='chap-title'><span class="smcap">The Redan</span></p> + + +<div class='sidenote'>1855. +Extract +from letter +home, +Sept. 1.</div> + +<p>Our allies are not yet ready for the next and, I +trust, final assault; their sap appears to touch the +edge of the Malakoff. We, too, are not ready, being +in want of ammunition. We are all anxious that +something should be done, as we know not when to +prepare for winter quarters. If the Malakoff falls, +it must naturally be followed by that of the remaining +works of the enemy. On the south side we shall +advance somewhat nearer to our work. The Russians, +too, appear to be preparing for a move. They have +established a bridge across the harbour and are fast +removing their goods and chattels. Everything leads +us to suppose that the winter will not find us in our +present position. The enemy will contest every inch +of ground. We do not, on our side, grow wiser from +experience. The other night our working party on the +Right Attack was surprised and some taken prisoners +by a small body of Russians who made a sortie. +Officers have over and over again been surprised and +taken prisoners while planting their advanced sentries +at night by Russians lying concealed in the shrubs +and grass. A little more care would have prevented +this. My silly fellows unnecessarily expose themselves +in spite of warnings and examples.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_298">[298]</span></p> + +<p>We have two casualties; besides, an amateur +youngster from the <span class='ships'>Curaçoa</span> must mount the parapet +and borrow a sergeant’s musket, to take a shot at a +Russian. This young Gambier mounted on the top +of the parapet, had a <span class='ships'>Miniè</span> ball through his thigh in a +moment. One of my “Rodneys” got shot through +the head yesterday, having gone outside the embrasure +to pick up sticks to cook his dinner. Yesterday our +bluejackets acted a play in the open air. Stage, the +side of a hill; a ballet dancer did Taglioni to +perfection. The Duke of Newcastle dined at our +mess. Never enjoyed better health: lots of excitement +and plenty to do. In fact I have knocked up +in succession all my staff, viz. my A.D.C., secretary, +and the stout Padre, “Thomas.” But I must not +crow till out of the wood.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 4.</div> + +<p>Dined with Rokeby, meeting John Dugdale +Astley, Scots Fusilier Guards, returned with wound +cured, and others. Was going to write a line; an +unusual rattle of musketry announced a sortie. +Galloped to our batteries, found them blazing away. +The attack was on our right on the French, who, +being well prepared, gave the Russians a dressing. I +have not heard to what amount.</p> + +<p>I must beg allowance of my readers for difference +of expression in the “Right” and “Left” Attack. +Naval Brigade batteries faced Sevastopol, while the +military maps faced inland.</p> + +<p>The moon was rising, and the outlines of hills, +forts, and figures showing. In each trench, standing +up with musket in hand, were several rows of our +soldiers ready to jump at a call in support of those +further in advance, or to attack should the French +have driven the Russians back in that direction. +But their attack had been on the Mamelon from the + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_299">[299]</span> +Malakoff. We were expecting and ready to repel a +similar sortie from the Redan, but none came. When +I reached the front Captain Pechell, only son of Sir +George, Bart., R.N., had just been shot down with six +men of the 77th. It is customary at night for each side +to throw out sentries in advance directly it is dark +enough to cover the persons so advancing. Just +between the foot of the ditch outside the Redan and +our advanced trenches there is a cave, the mouth of +which faces towards the works on our right. Directly +it is dark the object between the Russians and ourselves +is to try which can first get possession of it. +We have generally succeeded, but last night the +officer of the 88th, who went to take possession, +mistook his way. Pechell, who had been in it before, +volunteered, but it was then too late, the Russians +being in possession, and at same time entirely hid by +the darkness of the cave; they allowed Pechell and his +six men to approach near enough to make sure, and +then potted them all.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 8.</div> + +<p>A bombardment, in earnest, commenced at 6 +this morning; at 11.30, the usual resting-time of the +Russians, the French surprised and carried the Malakoff. +Our attempt on the Redan was to follow the +hoisting of the French flag on the Malakoff, which +was too late for any further surprises. We could +now see clearly what our Naval Brigade had to do. +Leaving the higher batteries, I went down to our +extreme left, on the real Right Attack, and found a +fresh battery had been made during the night by +engineers, and in charge of a young artillery officer. +I had already been advised at headquarters that our +men should leave their small arms behind. General +Simpson may have heard that on a previous occasion, +when the Naval Brigade were told off to carry the + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_300">[300]</span> +scaling ladders under the gallant Peel, directly they +observed the slope of the Redan fortification they +proposed to drop the ladders, saying they could get +in better without them. After visiting the main +batteries, where my most experienced hands were, +I joined our later, extended battery. We made a +bad beginning, inasmuch as our magazine was blown +up, which rendered eight guns less effective.</p> + +<p>The rush for the Redan had now commenced, and +in the excitement our men wanted to draw the stakes +out of the gabions, and to rush in. I noticed, on +high ground to my left, the two Generals, Simpson +and Gascoigne, one wounded in the head. Directly +opposite, within 300 yards, was a Russian battery +playing on our men; half the effect of our battery +was spoilt by being unable to fire, except by dropping +shots into the Russians opposite. Shortly after an +A.D.C. came galloping, giving me an order to +“cease firing.” Our soldiers were being mowed +down, chiefly by grape shot. The young artillery +officer had ceased firing. I ran to his small battery +and inquired the reason. He, too, had received +orders, same effect. I told him I had received the +same, but on no account to cease firing, and offered +to send as many spare hands as he could employ, +which he accepted. The Russians used grape shot, +which came hopping along, many of them stopping +in the ditch in front of our battery. The bombardment +was kept up till sunset. Augustus Fitzroy, +whose battery was on our left, on returning to camp +joined two of our officers who preferred the open. +Before reaching his tent he was knocked over by a +bullet, which must have come from the Redan; the +Russians having returned to that end, which the +gallant Windham had held.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_301">[301]</span></p> + +<figure class="figleft" id="i_301"> + <img class="v20" src="images/i_301.jpg" alt=""> + <figcaption>“Redan” Windham.</figcaption> +</figure> + +<p>Windham was one of my oldest friends; we were +boys together and remained friends till his death, +February 2, 1870, at the early age of fifty-nine. He +was properly called the Hero of the Redan, for by +his gallant bearing on that day he did much to +retrieve our good name. Dead against the first attack +himself, its numbers, place, etc. etc., he nevertheless +led it in the most gallant +manner, being first in +the work—and after his +three messengers had been +disabled had the <em>moral</em> +courage to go back himself +and solicit reinforcements.</p> + +<hr class="tb"> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 9.</div> + +<p>Early this morning +visited Sir Colin Campbell; +a few Highlanders +had during the night +crept into the Redan and +found it deserted. On +Sir Colin’s invitation we +rode into the Redan +by the salient angle. +Horrors met us at every step. Two instances +of faithful, but half-starved dogs were sitting +on bodies, from which no coaxing could draw +them. In a small hut on a table, leaning against the +wall, was a Russian officer, looking smart in his +uniform; on my speaking to him I found that he +was dead. In the higher part noticed excavations +and could trace wires for explosions. Sevastopol had +been evacuated during the night—magazines blown +up—town blazing—ships sank—others on fire. The + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_302">[302]</span> +Russians had put themselves on the safe side of the +harbour by blowing up the east end of the floating +bridge. Strolling about I found myself close to the +ground floor of a hospital. On entering I was +between two long rows of Russian soldiers, dead and +dying, on broad wooden stretchers. I will not +attempt to describe the horrors, but each body was in +a position as if trying to escape. At the further end +I found a young English officer in uniform who said +he had been expecting us some time—he was wandering +in his mind. A flag of truce was hoisted about +noon. The Russians sent steamers to remove their +dead and dying. One, the <span class='ships'>Vladimir</span>, was commanded, +I think, by Captain Etholin, who had done +a gallant thing earlier in the war by capturing +and taking into the harbour an English transport +that had grounded in sight of our combined fleets. +While the truce flag was up I moved three guns +down to the edge of the harbour. When the Russian +steamers had landed their dead and dying and returned +to their moorings, in front of where we stood +in a sort of hostile parade, one of the three Naval +Brigade guns went off and smashed <span class='ships'>Vladimir’s</span> +quarter boat. That same night we were building a +screen, from behind which we could destroy any +attempt at landing to interfere with our newly +appointed Governor, Charles Windham. At midnight, +superintending the work, I observed the +<span class='ships'>Vladimir</span> make a move in our direction. Not a +sound from on board. When she got near mid-channel, +she stopped and gradually turned with her +head up the harbour. When broadside on I gave +the order to lie down behind our newly made screen, +whereupon <span class='ships'>Vladimir</span> quietly settled herself at the +bottom of the harbour, leaving nothing but the upper + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_303">[303]</span> +masts. It was from the foremast of that ship that +all flags of truce and communications were made.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 10.</div> + +<p>Word was sent to me that poor Augustus Fitzroy’s +wound was considered mortal. Wrote to +prepare his father for the sad event, and then to +receive his last instructions. Poor dear, unlucky, +gallant fellow. I had known the whole family from +the time I had landed, as a skeleton boy, at the Cape +of Good Hope in 1827. In pain I took down the +items as he wished them to be disposed of: poor boy! +They were but few. He was buried on Cathcart’s +Hill with full military honours, in the grave next to +Sir Robert Newman, which I had made big enough +to hold two.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 11.</div> + +<p>The inspection of the evacuated forts showed how +destructive had been the fire of our batteries and +how great a share the Naval Brigade had in the Fall +of Sevastopol. It is an immense place, but there was +not a spot where our shot had not penetrated. It +was a sad spectacle; so precipitate had been the +Russian retreat that they had cut off the communication +by their bridge and left some 2000 wounded in +barracks. Looking at the mastheads of their line-of-battle +ships, and the still smoking ruins of their +public buildings, I was in hopes that this would +bring the war to a conclusion.</p> + +<hr class="tb"> + +<p>Naval Brigade ordered to prepare for re-embarking. +Was frequently in the artillery camp arranging details.</p> + +<p>One morning, in the Colonel’s marquee, we noticed +a sailor coming from the town. As he was steering +wildly, I thought it best to retire into the shade. +The Colonel asked where he was from: if he had +any loot. He replied he had not, and added, “To-morrow, +I intends to ewacuate the Crimea.”</p> + + + + +<hr class='chap x-ebookmaker-drop'> + +<div class='chapter'> +<p><span class='pagenum' id='Page_304'>[304]</span></p> +<h2 class='nobreak' id='CHAPTER_LXI'>CHAPTER LXI</h2> +</div> + +<p class='chap-title'><span class="smcap">After Fall of Sevastopol</span></p> + + +<div class='sidenote'>1855. +Sevastopol, +Sept. 16.</div> + +<p>The breaking up for embarkation of our Brigade +was a curious scene. First started off 160 mules, +with baggage, etc. Such a collection! Then came +our men, divided into three divisions, according to +their destinations. I go to the <span class='ships'>Rodney</span> at Kazatch, +and officers to the different ships at Balaklava. Two +regiments kindly sent their bands: the 14th, in which +my brother was at Waterloo, and the 18th Royal +Irish with ours. The Naval Brigade went with flags +of all descriptions flying, and no end of cheering—with +“one more for Captain <em>Kaple</em>.”</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 17.</div> + +<p>The more I visit the Russian works and town of +Sevastopol, the more wonderful does everything connected +with the siege appear. One hardly knows +which is the most extraordinary—the perfect destruction +of every building in the town by shot and +shell, or the stupendous works erected by the Russians +for their defence. The Redan and Malakoff are +nothing compared to the Flagstaff and Garden +Batteries. The latter were impregnable, and might +have held out any length of time. The Malakoff was +taken by surprise by the French, as they had done the +Mamelon. Of all, the Redan appeared the least difficult +to assault—but that is a subject we all try to + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_305">[305]</span> +forget. Of our generals, Colonel, now Brigadier-General +Charles Windham, comes out the best. The +Russians have left vast stores of guns, etc., they could +not, in their haste, carry away.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 22.</div> + +<p>Little Harry (Stephenson), with symptoms of fever, +on board <span class='ships'>Rodney</span>, despatched at once with Thompson +to Serapia Hospital. Dined with Windham as +Governor in city of Sevastopol. A shell burst +within ten yards as I mounted pony to go home.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 23.</div> + +<p>Visited with General Barnard, La Marmora’s look-out +houses over the Tchernaya and adjacent country. +On Saturday pitched my tent near General Barnard.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 24.</div> + +<p>Hugh Rose sent me from French headquarters the +two last captured Cossack spears. (The last I saw of +them was at Sir Thomas Whichcote’s, Ashwerby Park, +to which I afterwards added a link of the chain that +formed the slings of the main yard of the <i>Twelve +Apostles</i>.)</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 28.</div> + +<p>Having exchanged with Moorsom, Connell found +an artillery waggon for my traps, rode down to +Balaclava, taking up quarters on board <span class='ships'>Læander</span>. My +servant, having left Bury’s much-valued clock in tent, +sent him back.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 29.</div> + +<p>Like my Admiral, and like having work to do.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 30.</div> + +<p>Took Washington and his son a ride on to +Balaclava Plain, and round by headquarters.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 1.</div> + +<p>Commenced duties as Flag Captain. Dockyard +affording amusement, especially erection of stables.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 3.</div> + +<p>Sid Skipwith and I dining with Methven, commanding +P. and O. <span class='ships'>Colombo</span>.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 5.</div> + +<p>Busy embarking Royal Marines, the finest body +of men now in the Crimea.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 7.</div> + +<p>Embarking troops. Rode in afternoon with the +Duberlys, 8th Hussars, to Baidar to hear the +Sardinian Band.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_306">[306]</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 8.</div> + +<p>Cavalry and horse artillery embarking for +Eupatoria. Lady Paulet on board <span class='ships'>Oscar</span>. Lord +William Paulet to stay with Admiral.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 13.</div> + +<p>Put box with poor Augustus Fitzroy’s bequests +on board <span class='ships'>Ripon</span> for conveyance to his sister, Hon. +Mrs. Keith Stewart.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 14.</div> + +<p>Rode over to Kazatch to ascertain means for embarkation +of Highland Brigade.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 15.</div> + +<p>Dined with the Duberlys, Windham and St. George +Foley.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 19.</div> + +<p>Dinner at a Kamiesch restaurant—Duberlys, +Vansittart, St. George Foley, Charlie Windham, +and Lewis and Earle, A.D.C.’s, Prince Victor and +Thompson, Sir William Gordon and Lord Dunkellin.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 23.</div> + +<p>Dined on board <span class='ships'>Belgravia</span> with Lady Paulet, +Mrs. Mitchell and Lady Manson.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 24.</div> + +<p>Review of cavalry and horse artillery: none like +them in the world: near 3000 strong.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 28.</div> + +<p>Picnic at Baidar—<span class='ships'>Belgravian</span> ladies, Prince Victor, +T. Duberly, etc. Former lost their way coming back.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 29.</div> + +<p>Started with Thompson for Kazatch. My “Rajah” +kicking him in play, had him carried off on stretcher +to Connell’s camp.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 3.</div> + +<p>We formed a cheery party for a ride towards +Bilbek, consisting of Prince Victor, the Duberlys, +Mark Kerr, Coleraine, Vansittart, and self, about 13 +miles distant. The country hilly, grassy, and bushy; +weather perfect. The attendants had arranged our +picnic on a flat space on a hilly point. We had arranged +ourselves to feed, when one of our party found we +had disturbed a cavalry vedette of our own countrymen +on an adjacent point. A ravine between, they +could not conveniently get at us.</p> + +<figure class="figcenter" id="i_307"> + <a href='images/i_307.jpg'><img class="v100" src="images/i_307-t.jpg" alt=""></a> + <p>Sketched from life by Hon. Col. W. Colville. 1855.</p> + <figcaption>A Vidette of Cossacks.</figcaption> +</figure> + +<p>While things were getting ready rode to the +western edge of our selected spot and found we had + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_307">[307]</span> +likewise disturbed a nest of Cossacks. Our small +party were not long in packing up this nice little +picnic. Being well mounted, I waited to take a farewell +peep, and from my position saw a greasy Cossack, +about 30 feet below me, looking about with his +carbine across his saddle, I suppose for something to + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_308">[308]</span> +eat. Being hungry myself, I overtook our party +about to picnic a quarter of a mile off, Mark Kerr +riding, as usual, without his hat.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov 4.</div> + +<p>Accompanied Lady Paulet to breakfast with +Windham. Rode afterwards to Kazatch; dined with +Beauchamp Seymour.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov 5.</div> + +<p>Breakfast with Sir E. Lyons. Transacted business, +rode back to Balaclava, putting up a large covey of +partridges by the way.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov 6.</div> + +<p>8th Hussars embarking. Shall miss them and +Mrs. Duberly.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov 8.</div> + +<p>With Wenny Coke to look after covey of partridges +seen by me. While preparing luncheon, observed +a French soldier stalking a bird that flew from +bush to bush. Asked Wenny to shoot the bird for +him while I prepared luncheon. When he came +back I asked if the man was pleased. He replied, +“I don’t know! I have the bird in my pocket.” I +said “What a brute you are,” when he produced a +woodcock, which we at once cooked.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov 11.</div> + +<p>With my Admiral to headquarters. Took leave +of General Sir James Simpson, also Willy Colville, +who accompanies him to England. Mark Kerr was +there. Admiral and I dined with Dupuis.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov 15.</div> + +<p>A fearful explosion between 3 and 4 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span> in +French Artillery Park, near the Mill. Rode over, +sad sight. Loaded shells bursting, contents flying +in a horizontal direction about seven feet from the +ground, killing almost every horse that was on its legs. +It being dinner hour most officers escaped. There +was a large windmill used as a powder magazine. It +was a sight to see the gallant engineers mounting +ladders with wet blankets to nail on the outside of +the Mill, to prevent falling fire igniting powder. I +got so excited that I found myself letting go the + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_309">[309]</span> +reins to clasp my hands over my cap, as if that +could preserve my brain box from falling fragments +of shell. There was no distinction of nationality. +It is fortunate that the first horizontal explosion took +place while officers were dining. I was still looking +on, when a working party of the 18th Royal Irish +came rushing and formed up. I asked the sergeant +what they were waiting for. He answered “Orders.” +I said, “That was not your form when we were in +China, and danger in sight.” They were off at +once, officers and all, into the igniting shells. Nearly +the last wounded I saw was a young officer carried on +a stretcher, the boots on his legs heels uppermost. +I think his name was Dashwood: a more painful +sight than any fight. Thirty tons of powder lately +arrived from England were destroyed.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 18.</div> + +<p>Rode with my Admiral over to Kazatch to visit +Commander-in-Chief; with him to take last look at +Sevastopol Docks before destruction. Russians still +numerous on north side.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 24.</div> + +<p>Took leave of Wenny Coke.—homeward bound. +Party to dine: Steele and Rose.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 28.</div> + +<p>Vansittart, taking his departure, leaves me his +horse to forward to his mother.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 30.</div> + +<p>Young Dalyell makes his appearance from Constantinople.</p> + +<hr class="tb"> + +<p>From prisoners that had been exchanged, it appeared +that the Russians made a difference in their +treatment of those they took prisoners and those +who allowed themselves to be taken. They treated +the latter with great contempt, and used them ill. +The <cite>Times</cite> paid a just tribute to the manly bearing +of the officers of the Russian army. The naval +officers—some of them—were fine fellows.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_310">[310]</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 3.</div> + +<p>Dirty appearance of weather. My Admiral agreeing +to remain on shore another day, took two +youngsters, Wellesley and Molyneux, to see steeple +chase. Weather turning fine. Sport very good. +Rode back with boys to dine with Sir Edmund +Lyons.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 8.</div> + +<p>Accompanied my Admiral to headquarters, then +to Kazatch to stay with Sir E. Lyons, and meet +Curzon and St. George Foley and Beauchamp +Seymour. Jolly dinner.</p> + +<hr class="tb"> + +<p>St. George Foley, Lord Raglan’s A.D.C., died +whilst Governor of Gibraltar.</p> + +<hr class="tb"> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 10.</div> + +<p>Function on board French ships in memory of +Admiral Bruat, <span class='ships'>Royal Albert</span> firing 59 guns.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 11.</div> + +<p>Visit from Cecil Rice—6 feet 2.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 12.</div> + +<p>Rode to front. Young Willy Barnard ill. Mail +in. Sir E. Lyons a full Admiral: am so glad. +Confidential despatch summoning him to a conference +in Paris, also Pellissier and La Marmora.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 14.</div> + +<p>Accompanied my Admiral to headquarters. +Admiral and I dined with Hardinge, meeting +Generals Barnard and Dupuis.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 15.</div> + +<p>My Admiral, Prince Victor, and self to Kazatch, +on a visit to Sir E. Lyons. Brigadier Spencer and +large party to dinner.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 16.</div> + +<p>Across to Kaimesch to see Inglefield’s sketches +and walk with him. Hugh Rose joined dinner +party.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 17.</div> + +<p>Snow and frost, slippery riding. Returned to +Balaklava.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 19.</div> + +<p>Thousands upon thousands of that beautiful bird +the bustard (there are two sorts, one much larger), + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_311">[311]</span> +continually passing over to the northward. Several +of them shot from the heights in time for Christmas.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 23.</div> + +<p>Rode to headquarters. George Cadogan and I +to Kazatch on visit to Beauchamp Seymour. Found +Fitz Berkeley. We making jolly quartette on board +<span class='ships'>Meteor</span>.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 25.</div> + +<p>Ate my Christmas dinner with Charlie Windham: +jolly party. Letter from Sir Charles Wood, offering +me division of gunboats: the thing of all others I +most coveted! Took passage in <span class='ships'>Orinoco</span>.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 27.</div> + +<p>Rode up with my Admiral to headquarters to take +leave: uncommon good luncheon.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 28.</div> + +<p>Mail in from England. My name in papers as +Commodore!</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 29.</div> + +<p>Took leave of my kind chief and Seymour, the +latter agreeing to go as my captain in case of my +being a real Commodore. Embarked on board +<span class='ships'>Orinoco</span> at 1 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span> from Balaklava.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 30.</div> + +<p>Came to, in afternoon, in the entrance to the +Golden Horn. Dined with Borlase on board <span class='ships'>Melapus</span>, +42, to meet the Admiral, Sir Houston-Stewart.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Constantinople, +Dec. 31.</div> + +<p>No end of friends going both ways. Misseri’s +full; H. de Bathe on way to Crimea. At Embassy +found Lady George Paget; Lady Powlett at +Misseri’s. Dined with Admiral on board <span class='ships'>Hannibal</span>. +Met there the Turkish Admiral, our Adolphus Slade.</p> + + + + +<hr class='chap x-ebookmaker-drop'> + +<div class='chapter'> +<p><span class='pagenum' id='Page_312'>[312]</span></p> +<h2 class='nobreak' id='CHAPTER_LXII'>CHAPTER LXII</h2> +</div> + +<p class='chap-title'><span class="smcap">Arrival from Crimea—Thence in <span class='ships'>Colossus</span>—Shore +Time</span></p> + + +<div class='sidenote'>1856. +Jan. 1.</div> + +<p>Constantinople.—Put up at Misseri’s Hotel, when +Dalrymple Hay, of Flagship, announced that <span class='ships'>Orinoco</span> +only waited for Captain Keppel. Adieu to Constantinople.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Malta, +Jan. 5.</div> + +<p>Arrived early in Malta. Found Lady Talbot, +Lady Victoria looking beautiful, but, I fear, not long +for this world. Charlie Talbot dining with me. To +opera, and re-embarked.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 6.</div> + +<p>Steamed at an early hour.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>England, +Jan. 17.</div> + +<p>Passed through the Needles passage a little before +8 <span class="allsmcap">A.M.</span> Landed at Southampton and started for +London by train. Dined with Stephenson, felt there +was “no place like home.”</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>London, +Jan. 18.</div> + +<p>First visit to the Admiralty; well received. +Found myself appointed to <span class='ships'>Colossus</span> and division +of gunboats. Relieving old schoolfellow, +Captain Robinson. Dined with Sir Maurice +Berkeley.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 19.</div> + +<p>Business at Admiralty, carpet-bag full of letters, +no rest. Dined with First Lord; Lords Lansdowne +and Stanley there.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 20.</div> + +<p>By ’bus to visit Dowager Lady Albemarle at +Twickenham; met Edwards, her trainer.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_313">[313]</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 21.</div> + +<p>Visited Georgie Kennedy at Northbank. Jolly +family dinner at Stephenson’s.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 22.</div> + +<p>Called on Lady Fremantle and Lady William +Paget, Arundels and Sir Edmund Lyons. By rail to +Portsmouth. Lodgings at Chambers on the Hard.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Portsmouth, +Jan. 23.</div> + +<p>No uniform to hand, nevertheless visited privately +Admiral Sir George Seymour and Admiral-Superintendent +W. F. Martin. On board <span class='ships'>Colossus</span> and +<span class='ships'>Rodney</span>.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 25.</div> + +<p>Took up commission for <span class='ships'>Colossus</span>. Seven gunboats +defective. Dined with Admiral-Superintendent.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 28.</div> + +<p>Got through two courts-martial on engineer and +assistant-paymaster, both pleading guilty, thereby +saving our time, but not their sentences. D’Eyncourt, +Bowyear, Moorsom, and Clifford taking chop with +me.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 31.</div> + +<p>Early telegraph from Lord Arundel, that Sir E. +Lyons dined at home. But post brought order to +dine with Her Majesty at Windsor! Just saved my +bacon, buying a pair of shoes as I passed through +London.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Windsor +Castle, +Feb. 1.</div> + +<p>Invited by H.R.H. Prince Albert to shoot. +Borrowed coat of Colonel Bowater. Shooting perfect. +Back by 2 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span> Visited Duchess of Kent at +Frogmore. Went over Castle armoury, etc. Took +Mrs. Phipps into dinner. Prince Albert taking +leave over night.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 2.</div> + +<p>By 10 o’clock train to London. Attended John +Robb’s wedding and breakfast.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 3.</div> + +<p>Long chat with Sir James Graham. At Harry +Stephenson’s, another family gathering. Leicester +and his brothers there. Edward Coke and wife, +Archie Macdonald and wife, all jolly and happy.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>London, +Feb. 6.</div> + +<p>Dined with Duke of Cambridge. All Crimean +men. Have seldom seen a meeting of twelve men so + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_314">[314]</span> +well satisfied with their dinner as well as with one +another.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 7.</div> + +<p>Dined with Baldwin Walker.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>London, +Feb. 8.</div> + +<p>Ascertained by this day’s <cite>Gazette</cite> that I was to +have the C.B.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 9.</div> + +<p>By 5 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span> train to Portsmouth. In same carriage +as George Lennox; dined with him.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Portsmouth, +Feb. 12.</div> + +<p>Handsome mention made of me by Sir Charles +Wood in house last night.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Saturday, +Feb. 16.</div> + +<p>By train to London.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 18.</div> + +<p>Dined with First Lord.</p> + +<hr class="tb"> + +<p>I must now take my readers back fourteen years, +when the decorations on the conclusion of the China +war came out. My good father, not understanding +the rules of the Service, seeing that I was the only +captain not to receive the C.B., wrote privately to +the then First Lord, Lord Haddington. A correspondence +ensued admitting the hardness of my case, +Lord Haddington informing my father that I should +have the first vacancy. On my arrival from the +East Indian Station (which then included China) in +1845, my father gave me this correspondence. On +leaving England in the <span class='ships'>Mæander</span> for the same +station, without keeping any copy, I respectfully +enclosed the letters to Lord Auckland, and have no +doubt they were transferred to the Private Secretary’s +Clerk’s office, and may be there now.</p> + +<p>But to return to the present. My predecessor in +command of the Naval Brigade in the Crimea, on his +promotion, received the K.C.B. and returned to +England. Sir Edmund Lyons appointed me to +succeed Lushington. I felt that my command of +the Brigade having terminated successfully I might +receive a similar distinction.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_315">[315]</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 19.</div> + +<p>Early to see my friend Berkeley at the Admiralty, +who, having well considered the case, took me into +the presence of the First Lord, Sir Charles Wood. +With him was his brother-in-law Sir Frederick Grey. +Admiral Berkeley having clearly stated my case, the +First Lord, rather excited, addressed me.</p> + +<p>“Perhaps, Captain Keppel, you would like me to +explain to Her Majesty that you would rather decline +the C.B.”</p> + +<p>I replied, “Exactly, sir, I feel more distinguished +as I am.”</p> + +<p>Admiral Berkeley here interfered, saying, “Keppel, +we are old friends. The order comes so directly +from Her Majesty that you cannot decline it without +offence.”</p> + +<p>I replied, “Many thanks, sir, that is the last thing +I would do.” Made my bow and retired.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 20.</div> + +<p>Attended levee. Dined with De Cliffords. Dance +at Lady John Russell’s. Evening party at Lady +Mary Woods: everybody there!</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Feb. 22.</div> + +<p>Attended Installation of the Order of the Bath +at Buckingham Palace; was decorated with the +Companionship by Her Majesty!</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>London, +Mar. 8.</div> + +<p>Dined with brother George to meet my new, +pretty niece Sophy Bury.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 9.</div> + +<p>By train to Portsmouth.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 11.</div> + +<p>Inspected gunboats at Motherbank. Dined with +Fred Pelham to meet Admiral Hon. Sir R. Dundas. +Getting <span class='ships'>Colossus</span> cabin ready. Mid-day visit to +Motherbank.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Portsmouth, +Mar. 12.</div> + +<p>On usual morning attendance on the Commander-in-Chief. +Sir George, looking unusually serious, said: +“I am afraid I must address you as ‘Captain Keppel.’ +I have repeatedly spoken about the carelessness of +officers in command of gunboats, and now I find + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_316">[316]</span> +that one of your Division has been trying to break +through Ryde Pier. Now the damage done by +them, chiefly at night, averages £85 per week.” I +was sorry, and ventured to ask how he knew the +culprit belonged to my Division? He replied, “By +the number on the bow.” To which I said, “I beg +your pardon, sir, the most mischievous of these young +scamps, when going at night where they ought not, +carry spare boards with any number on them but their +own.” He rang the bell and sent for the board, +which luckily proved to be that of the only gunboat +that was, and had been fitting alongside the <span class='ships'>Colossus</span>! +I think the Admiral was as pleased as myself at the +mistake. Clifford and I dined with Hope to meet +Sir Richard Dundas, now our Baltic Chief.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 14.</div> + +<p>On a visit to my kinsman H. H. Lindsay at +West Dean, a charming place in Sussex.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 16.</div> + +<p>Palm Sunday. Afternoon walked to Goodwood, +Duke and Duchess out. Lady Cecilia looking lovely; +Lady William Paget charming. Got drenched +walking back.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 17.</div> + +<p>Early train, <i lang='la'>via</i> Chichester, to Portsmouth. Of +course, plenty to attend to. <span class='ships'>Pelter</span>, commanded by +Lieutenant H. Round, my gunboat for the week.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 18.</div> + +<p>Shifted shore quarters to Portland Hotel. Dined +with Commander-in-Chief.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 20.</div> + +<p>To the Motherbank. Got Division under weigh +round the Nab. Some successful manœuvring.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 22.</div> + +<p>By afternoon train to Chichester. Met at station +by George Lennox. With him to Goodwood. So +kindly received. Most enjoyable.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Goodwood, +Mar. 23.</div> + +<p>Easter Sunday. To morning service. Walk after +church to West Dean to luncheon. Walked back, +having taken another pleasanter walk with the excellent +Duchess.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_317">[317]</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>1856. +Mar. 24.</div> + +<p>Lords March and George Lennox returning with +me for a cruise in gunboats. Flotilla under weigh. +They much pleased. Dined with Commander-in-Chief. +First Lord and Admiral Berkeley there.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 25.</div> + +<p>Admiralty Lords in <span class='ships'>Black Eagle</span>. <span class='ships'>Colossus</span> and +gunboats under weigh by signal, and proceeded in +company to Portland. Lord Mulgrave, H. Corry, +and party on board. Dined on board <span class='ships'>Black Eagle</span>.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Portland, +Mar. 26.</div> + +<p>Breakfasted on board <span class='ships'>Black Eagle</span>. Inspected +with First Lord the works in progress. Easterly +wind, too strong for gunboats to return with <i>Black +Eagle</i>. Dined with Lord Mulgrave on board +<span class='ships'>Titania</span> yacht. Slept where I dined.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 27.</div> + +<p>On board <span class='ships'>Colossus</span> to breakfast.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 28.</div> + +<p>Luncheon with Lady Hastings. Montagu +Thomas taking me to Dorchester. By rail to +Southampton and Portsmouth.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Portsmouth.</div> + +<p>Luncheon with Cousin Cecilia Yorke. <span class='ships'>Colossus</span> +with gunboats arriving in afternoon from Portland. +Reported them and self to Admiral.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 30.</div> + +<p>Peace proclaimed at Paris; great illuminations and +rejoicings.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Apr. 1.</div> + +<p>Took up quarters on board <span class='ships'>Colossus</span> in harbour.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Apr. 3.</div> + +<p>Stanley Graham joined ship and dined with me.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Apr. 8.</div> + +<p>My White Division giving a ball at Ryde. The +best that had been given, so they all said!</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Apr. 9.</div> + +<p>Slept at Ryde Pier Hotel for a few hours. Went +to Lady Hastings with cousin Cecilia.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Apr. 11.</div> + +<p>Arrived <span class='ships'>Conqueror</span>, <span class='ships'>Exmouth</span>, and <span class='ships'>Dee</span>. Commander-in-Chief +came out in <span class='ships'>Fire Queen</span>, and +inspected position of gunboats.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Spithead, +Apr. 14.</div> + +<p>11 <span class="allsmcap">A.M.</span>—Weighed, and proceeded to Spithead to +take station in line with the fleet in Port Division.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Apr. 15.</div> + +<p><span class='ships'>Imperieuse</span> and <span class='ships'>Desperate</span> arrived and took +station.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_318">[318]</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Apr. 16.</div> + +<p>Arrived <span class='ships'>Euryalus</span> and <span class='ships'>Falcon</span>. Division of gunboats +under weigh exercising.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Apr. 17.</div> + +<div class='sidenote'>Apr. 18.</div> + +<p>Arrived <span class='ships'>Pylades</span>, <span class='ships'>Amphion</span>, and <span class='ships'>Centurion</span>. 1 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span>—Fleet +weighed to exercise. Sir George Seymour’s flag +flying in <span class='ships'>Arrogant</span>. Stood round pivot-ship, and +returned to station in line at Spithead.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Apr. 19.</div> + +<p><span class='ships'>Rodney</span> and <span class='ships'>London</span>, took station as pivot-ships off +the Nab.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Apr. 20.</div> + +<p><span class='ships'>Sea-horse</span> arrived. Gunboats arriving daily.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Spithead, +Apr. 23.</div> + +<p>Grand Review of the whole Fleet. Noon, fired +Royal Salute as Her Majesty passed up between the +two lines, followed by the four Divisions of gunboats. +First and Second Division leading with two gunboats +each, making four abreast. As soon as the gunboats +had passed through and divided to starboard and +port round the headmost ships of the Line, the whole +Fleet weighed and stood to the southward, and so +round the pivot-ships. The gunboats having taken +position in front of Southsea beach afterwards opened +fire on a signal from Royal Yacht. Her Majesty +returned into harbour under a second Royal Salute +from the whole Fleet, the ships coming to an anchor +in prescribed order. 9 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span>—The whole Fleet +illuminated and burnt rockets.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Apr. 29.</div> + +<p>4.30 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span>—Weighed with the White Division, ran +down to Spithead for orders. 5.30.—Proceeded to +eastward.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Apr. 30.</div> + +<p>Communicated in gunboats with Dover. 10.40.—Rounded +to in the Downs and received pilot. Ran +through Princes Channel. 8.10.—Came to off the +Little Nore. White Division in company.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 1.</div> + +<p>6.20 <span class="allsmcap">A.M.</span>—Weighed with White Division. +Saluted flag of Rear-Admiral Honourable William +Gordon, and proceeded into harbour. Moored +on north side. Proceeded by permission to London.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_319">[319]</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Boulogne, +May 2.</div> + +<p>The proclamation of peace affected movements of +Division of gunboats, which had been destined to +take part in operations in the Baltic. After breakfast +to Admiralty. Offer of Broad Pennant in +India. Would a duck like a swim! By steamer to +Boulogne. Friend Admiral Julien de Gravière on +board. We lunched on board Sir John Bayley’s +yacht <span class='ships'>Nymph</span>.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 5.</div> + +<p>9 <span class="allsmcap">A.M.</span> steamer to Folkestone. By train to Shoreditch, +so to Romford; met by Mark Wood, with +him to his place, Bishop’s Hall, and his charming +wife, Miss Williams that was. Lady Thorold too, +from Lincolnshire, so sorry could not stay longer.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 12.</div> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 14.</div> + +<p>To Sheerness, dined with the Vice-Admiral, Sir +William Gordon, a dear steady old gentleman: at +table, good for five hours. He had invited Frank +Scott and Henry Yorke to dinner. Usual routine +with division of gunboats.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 29.</div> + +<p>On arriving at St. George’s Place, Harry Stephenson +informed me that <span class='ships'>Colossus</span> had sailed for Crimea. +At Admiralty, ascertained that <span class='ships'>Royal George</span> and +<span class='ships'>Colossus</span> had passed the Downs. I being on leave, +Captain Robinson had been reappointed to <span class='ships'>Colossus</span>. +Telegraphed to detain <span class='ships'>Centurion</span> or <span class='ships'>Royal George</span> for +me at Plymouth.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 30.</div> + +<p>By 1 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span> train, arriving 2 <span class="allsmcap">A.M.</span> at Morshead’s, +Plymouth.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 31.</div> + +<p>Daylight brought in <span class='ships'>Royal George</span>, <span class='ships'>Colossus</span> having +passed on. Found that my telegraph to Torquay had +effected what I wanted. At 8 sailed in <span class='ships'>Royal George</span> +from Plymouth.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>At Sea, +June 2.</div> + +<p>Making a fine weather passage. An idler I.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 6.</div> + +<p>Once more the Rock of Gibraltar in sight. +9 <span class="allsmcap">A.M.</span>—Came to in the Bay. Went on shore to the +good George Greys, 10 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span>—<span class='ships'>Colossus</span> arrived.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_320">[320]</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 7.</div> + +<p>Stewart Paget coming on board for a cruise. 7 +<span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span>—Weighed and steamed out of the Bay.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Malta, +June 14.</div> + +<p>Arrived in Malta. Ship coaled and ready before +dark, but a little rest for stokers necessary.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 15.</div> + +<p>Cast off from buoy, 4 <span class="allsmcap">A.M.</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 18.</div> + +<p>Once again in the Archipelago, having passed +Cape St. Angelo in middle watch. Should have +been at Queen’s Ball to-night “if not otherwise +engaged.”</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 19.</div> + +<p>Entered the Dardanelles. Met <span class='ships'>Queen</span> full of +troops in tow of <span class='ships'>Terrible</span>.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 20.</div> + +<p>In the Sea of Marmora. 1 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span>—Anchored in +the Golden Horn.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 21.</div> + +<p>3 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span>—Weighed; ordered by Rear-Admiral Sir +F. Grey to tow transport up the Bosphorus!</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Crimea, +June 23.</div> + +<p>Anchored off Kazatch. In Comber’s steamer +<span class='ships'>Viper</span> to Sevastopol Harbour. Visited north side, +from maintop of <span class='ships'>Twelve Apostles</span>, brought away +slings of main yard. Went over fortifications, +docks, Malakoff and Redan. Rode to Cathcart’s +Hill. Visited graves of my two friends.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 24.</div> + +<p>Luncheon at headquarters. With Charlie Windham +to Balaclava. Dined with Freemantle, and +slept on board <span class='ships'>Leander</span>.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 25.</div> + +<p><span class='ships'>Colossus</span> off the harbour by 7.30. Embarked +754 officers and men of the 44th Regiment. Old +friend Colonel Charles Stanley in command. Out +and away at 10.30. Percy Herbert and Romaine on +board.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 26.</div> + +<p>Ran past Constantinople during the afternoon, +telegraphing to Flag, without stopping, the regiment +and number of troops on board. Clear away without +a trooper in tow!</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 27.</div> + +<p><span class='ships'>Centurion</span> full of fuel, and with a clean bottom, +steamed past us this morning in an unpleasant + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_321">[321]</span> +manner. Clear of Dardanelles. Found a slashing +north-easter blowing.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 28.</div> + +<p>I have often thought how easy it would have +been with our united fleets to have stopped up +the mouth of Sevastopol Harbour between Forts +Nicholas and St. Michael. We had material enough +in useless old ships to block the entrance assisted +by the débris from the aforesaid Forts, where during +the winter months, mud washed down from the rivers +and adjacent streams would have formed a lake, to +be continually renewed until it became arable, and in +some future time the farmer’s plough might strike +the <span class='ships'>Vladimir’s</span> funnel or remove the head of the +<span class='ships'>Twelve Apostles</span>.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>June 29.</div> + +<p>Passed through the Doro passage in middle watch +and rounded Cape St. Angelo.</p> + +<p>Fuel falling short: obliged to economize, always +a bore! Was in too great a hurry passing Constantinople. +Divine Service to troops and seamen.</p> + +<p>4 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span>—Fell in with a collier consigned to French +Government, she not knowing of her whereabouts +eased her of fifty tons.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Malta, +July 1.</div> + +<p>Arrived at Malta before 8 <span class="allsmcap">A.M.</span> Admiral the +Hon. Sir Montague Stopford in command. Coaled, +and off by 4 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 2.</div> + +<p>Rounded Cape Bon. Impatient I!</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 8.</div> + +<p>6 <span class="allsmcap">A.M.</span>—Anchored at Gibraltar. While coaling +passed time pleasantly enough between George Grey +and Pagets. Dined with the General. Got everybody +on board by 11 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span> Weighed at midnight.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Spithead, +July 18.</div> + +<p>At daylight passed the Needles, and at an early +hour anchored at Spithead, within two hours of +<span class='ships'>Centurion</span>. George Lennox dined with me on board, +returned his binoculars. Her Majesty passing + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_322">[322]</span> +through Spithead came close by <span class='ships'>Colossus</span>. Great +cheering.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Spithead, +July 19.</div> + +<p>Disembarked troops. No men could have behaved +better than our 44th throughout the voyage. +Dined with the good Admiral, Sir George Seymour.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 21.</div> + +<p><span class='ships'>Colossus</span> coming into harbour, accompanied +Admiral and family to Cowes. Wrote my name in +lodge-book at Osborne.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 23.</div> + +<p>By 2.30 train to London; put up with Harry +Stephenson. To Haymarket, by appointment with +Lord William Paget.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 24.</div> + +<p>Edward Eyre to breakfast. Hack cab to +Twickenham to dine with Dowager Lady Albemarle.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 29.</div> + +<p>Letter from Sir Charles Wood announcing his +intention of giving me a broad pennant in India. +Started by train for Chichester. Thomas and I to +Goodwood Races. Sent traps to West Dean, walked +there from races.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Goodwood, +July 30.</div> + +<p>To Goodwood Races. Met many friends: George +Payne, Admiral Rous, T. Whichcote, Crosbie, Joseph +Hawley, Colonel Vansittart, etc. Dined at Goodwood. +Found General Barnard on return to West +Dean.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>July 31.</div> + +<p>Cup Day. Sent traps to Goodwood and took up +quarters which had been vacated by H.R.H. Duke +of Cambridge. Dinner for sixty each day.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 1.</div> + +<p>Another splendid day. After races went to West +Dean to take leave. Duchess and party to Chichester +Ball.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 2.</div> + +<p>To Drayton Station by 8.30 train to London. +Lost portmanteau. To club; met General Barnard. +At Antrobus with Romaine to Jack Templer, and +arranged the foundation of a reconciliation between +Brooke and the Eastern Archipelago Company—a +most desirable event. Back to London Bridge Station—no + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_323">[323]</span> +tidings of lost portmanteau—horrid bore! +By 4.30 train to Snodlands and Leyburn Grange. +Found Georgie and Sara Hawley, Coleraine and +Diana coming afterwards. A love of a place this +Grange. Everything in good taste and perfect +order.</p> + +<p>Interesting inspection of Hawley’s extensive +paddocks. Dinner and cooking in keeping with +everything else in this cheery spot.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 5.</div> + +<p>Visited Commander-in-Chief. Dined with Cashers. +Portmanteau recovered by the good “Thomas”<a id="FNanchor_3" href="#Footnote_3" class="fnanchor">[3]</a> at +Drayton Station.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 8.</div> + +<p>To Cowes Regatta Ball with Lady Montagu and +Miss Leeds. Good ball.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 9.</div> + +<p>Started for Portsmouth. Went on board <i>Royal +George</i>. Found Henry Yorke in sick bay with +sprained ankle. Brought him on shore.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 11.</div> + +<p>“Thomas” and I by steamer to Cowes Regatta. +Sailed in Frankland’s <span class='ships'>Stella</span>.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 12.</div> + +<p>Visited Admiral, who gave me his likeness.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 16.</div> + +<p>With Admiral in <span class='ships'>Fire Queen</span> to Spithead, he +visiting Sardinian and Dutch frigates. To an afternoon +<i lang='fr'>déjeûner</i> at Lord and Lady Downes at beautiful +Binstead.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 18.</div> + +<p>Made calls with Henry Seymour. Dined with +Admiral Sir George Seymour to meet Dutch officers, +he taking us all to Southsea rooms. Dancing!</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 21.</div> + +<p>Dined with Admiral. Letter from Torquay deciding +that Henry Yorke’s health will prevent his +going to India.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 24.</div> + +<p>Hired a fourwheeler and got kicked out, but +succeeded in getting to Northlands before dinner was +over.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Osborne, +Aug. 26.</div> + +<p>Prince Victor and self were to dine at Osborne, he + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_324">[324]</span> +having a room there. We crossed early. Strolling by +self in afternoon, came suddenly on Her Majesty and +the Prince Consort. Tried to get behind a bush—too +late! Was beckoned to by Her Majesty, who appeared +in the best of spirits. The Queen asked me how I +liked the change of uniform. Replied, “I like it +very much, your Majesty, but this morning I was +taken for a railway official.” At this Her Majesty +laughed heartily, giving His Royal Highness a little +nudge, and added: “Have they not taken away your +epaulettes?” Unfortunately I did not then know the +improvement was His Royal Highness’s idea. Took +in Lady Caroline Barrington to dinner. Concert +afterwards, it being Prince Albert’s birthday; and +a dance in servants’ hall, which was attended by +charming Lady Churchill, Miss Cathcart and household. +English country dance, Roger de Coverley, +etc.: great fun! Slept at Osborne.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 27.</div> + +<p>Her Majesty and family off at 10 for London. +Returned by 5 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span> boat to Portsmouth.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 28.</div> + +<p>Called on Sir George and Lady Seymour. Off +Slaughter House Pier Thomas tried Francis’ patent +iron lifeboat, and was nearly drowned. We dined +with George Lennox.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 29.</div> + +<p>Board of Admiralty arrived.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 30.</div> + +<p>Sir Charles Wood informed me that he had +decided on my hoisting the broad pennant in the +<span class='ships'>Raleigh</span> for East Indies.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Aug. 31.</div> + +<p>Went over <span class='ships'>Raleigh</span> with Turnour: a magnificent +frigate. Last of the sailers.</p> + + + + +<hr class='chap x-ebookmaker-drop'> + +<div class='chapter'> +<p><span class='pagenum' id='Page_325'>[325]</span></p> +<h2 class='nobreak' id='CHAPTER_LXIII'>CHAPTER LXIII</h2> +</div> + +<p class='chap-title'><span class="smcap">The <span class='ships'>Raleigh</span></span></p> + + +<div class='sidenote'>1856. +Sept. 1.</div> + +<p>Portsmouth.—Dined with Admiral-Superintendent +to meet First Lord and Board.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 2.</div> + +<p>Morning’s post brought letters for the Commodore! +Dined with Sir Charles Wood and Board +of Admiralty at George Hotel; jolly on the +whole.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 3.</div> + +<p>Admiralty Board off to town.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 4.</div> + +<p>Took up commission for <span class='ships'>Raleigh</span>. Pennant +hoisted by boatswain’s wife—good-looking woman, +ought to bring luck!</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>London, +Sept. 5.</div> + +<p>No end of business at Admiralty getting officers +appointed, etc.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Chichester, +Sept. 13.</div> + +<p>Breakfast and shot with Sir Maurice Berkeley; +11½ brace between us. Dined and slept there.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 19.</div> + +<p>Started on parting visits. By 8 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span> train from +Euston Station for Aberdeen. Travelling all night, +and still whirling along.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 20.</div> + +<div class='sidenote'>Gordon +Castle, +Sept. 21.</div> + +<p>From Aberdeen by train to Huntly. Picked up +there by Prince Edward of Saxe-Weimar in britzska +and conveyed to Gordon Castle; cordial welcome by +everybody to this delightful place.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 22.</div> + +<p>Drove with Duke and Duchess to the Sea. Lord +and Lady Churchill arrived. Deer-shooting party +going some distance, was allowed with keeper to + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_326">[326]</span> +shoot in park; made capital shot at a buck. Time +passing only too quickly.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 24.</div> + +<p>Walk to bridge to see swollen Spey.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 25.</div> + +<p>Shot another buck, cleverly too! Took leave of +kind Duchess and friends.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 26.</div> + +<p>Posted to Huntly; train to Aberdeen and Edinburgh. +Put up at Graham’s Hotel; oyster supper.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 27.</div> + +<p>By train to Carlisle 9 <span class="allsmcap">A.M.</span> Met Isteads, Horrocks, +and Campbell. Posted to Netherby. Kind +and hearty welcome by Sir James and Lady Graham. +Bishop of Oxford here.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 28.</div> + +<p>Forenoon service at Longtown, sermon by Bishop: +an excellent and forcible preacher as well as a most +agreeable man.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Sept. 29.</div> + +<p>Went out shooting with young Graham; 20 brace +partridges.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Ashwarby +Park, +Sept. 30.</div> + +<p>Early fly to Carlisle. Train to Newcastle, York, +and Grantham. Posted to Ashwarby Park. Whichcote +away shooting, not having received my letter. +Lady Whichcote at home, three Miss Yorkes, and +Mrs. Turner.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 2.</div> + +<p>Rode to Syston; found Cecilia Yorke and Mrs. +Broke Turner. Lady Thorold very nice; men shooting. +After luncheon with ladies to Grantham. I to +Newark and Lincoln by train and dogcart—joined +Whichcote’s party—shooting over pointers: turnips, +holding water by bucketsful. George Fitzroy, +Freke, G. Bentinck. Party bagged 80½ brace. After +dinner in dogcart to Lincoln. Slept at Great +Northern.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Norfolk, +Oct. 3.</div> + +<p>By 7 train to Peterborough; on to Ely. Saw +Cathedral. On by train to Harling Road. Met by +Eyre and family—my best friends.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 4.</div> + +<p>After luncheon conveyed to Quidenham. Susan +and girls, George, Mrs. and Miss Trotter, Miss + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_327">[327]</span> +Hamilton, Mrs. Holford. Dear girls, my nieces. +Am again under the paternal roof. Slept in the +room brother Francis died in. To forenoon church, +brother Edward performing.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 7.</div> + +<p>By train to London. Business at Admiralty.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 9.</div> + +<p>By express to Portsmouth. <span class='ships'>Raleigh</span> progressing.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 10.</div> + +<p>Dined with Commander-in-Chief Admiral Sir +George Seymour.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 14.</div> + +<p>Before 10 superintended paying off <span class='ships'>Cæsar</span>. Remained +till 6 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 15.</div> + +<p>Presented with handsome sword by much-esteemed +young friend Henry Seymour. [By permission, have +since worn no other.]</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 17.</div> + +<p>Dined with Commander-in-Chief Martin, Lady +Elizabeth Smith, and Sir Charles Ogle, a fine old salt!</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 19.</div> + +<p>Dined on board <span class='ships'>Nymph</span> with Sir John and Lady +Bayley.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 20.</div> + +<p>Dined with Admiral to meet Oglanders.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 23.</div> + +<p>Glad to find “Thomas” at lodgings. Harry +Stephenson coming in afternoon.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Oct. 27.</div> + +<p>Ship alongside hulk.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>London, +Nov. 6.</div> + +<p>Lindsay up from West Dean. Took him to +dine with Stephenson. Meeting Albemarle and +Bury.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 11.</div> + +<p>As Commodore, left the fitting-out much to old +shipmate, Commander Turnour!</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 12.</div> + +<p>Wife and I by train to Portsmouth, where we +put up at the comfortable Quebec Hotel. Joined +by friends Rev. E. Eyre and wife.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 13.</div> + +<p>Attended Admiral at a meeting at the Sailor’s +Home; had to propose a resolution.</p> + +<hr class="tb"> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 15.</div> + +<p>It was the kind Commander-in-Chief’s intention +to give me a parting dinner on sailing of <span class='ships'>Raleigh</span>. +But to make clear a small <i lang='fr'>contretemps</i>, I must + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_328">[328]</span> +explain. Among the Wardroom officers of the +<span class='ships'>Raleigh</span> was my old friend the Rev. Josias Thompson. +He had been with me many years, and, as is usual +among old shipmates, had established the nickname +of “Thomas.” Many knew him, as did the kind +Chief, by no other. The morning for our leaving +the regular Admiralty pilot, whose name was +Thomas, was on board. Two steam tugs ordered +from Dockyard in attendance; the wind being fair, +had no idea, in a sailing frigate, of being towed. +Took charge, and was in the act of making sail, +when the dear Chief, who had been to Haslar to +attend the funeral of an old shipmate, suddenly +appeared on board, and turning to me said, “Don’t +let me interfere, but is Mr. Thomas on board?” I +said he was. “Where is he?” “Forward on the +starboard side, standing on a gun carriage.” I was +too busy making sail to go with him—the tide +was rising. On inquiring who had attended the +Commander-in-Chief, I found that he had gone +forward, and making a bow to the pilot, stated that, +as the Commodore was going to take a parting dinner, +he hoped to have the pleasure of Mr. Thomas’s company. +The ship ran out like the beauty she was, +saluting Admiral’s flag before coming to anchor.</p> + +<p>Near dinner-time wife and self were among early +arrivals. We noticed a gentleman standing on the rug +by the fire with a white choker and new suit of clothes; +no one seemed to know him. Dinner announced, the +Admiral took in my wife, I, Lady Seymour. The +turtle soup had been served, when the Admiral +addressed our strange friend with, “Mr. Thomas, +will you have the goodness to say grace?” The poor +Pilot’s neighbour whispered to him, “Say ‘Thank +God.’” Dinner over, the dear Admiral nudged my + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_329">[329]</span> +wife, saying, “That’s a queer parson of yours.” +And then, in a louder voice, called out, “Mr. +Thomas, have the goodness to return thanks.” I at the +same time asking Lady Seymour “who Mr. Thomas +was?” Lady Seymour turned to the butler and +sent him to tell the Admiral that Captain Keppel had +never seen that man before. At this moment some +of the senior captains spotted our friend the pilot! +He never afterwards met his friends in Portsmouth +that they did not ask him to say grace.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'><span class='ships'>Raleigh</span>, +Nov. 17.</div> + +<p>Took leave of the clinker-built Quebec, the most +comfortable hotel in Portsmouth. Brother Tom and +I dining in gunroom.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 18.</div> + +<p>Inspected by Commander-in-Chief Sir George +Seymour.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 19.</div> + +<p>Paid farewell visits. “Thomas” and I dined +with George Lennox. Friend Edward Eyre arrived; +embarked him and Lennox. After men’s dinner +weighed and ran out by St. Helen’s. Brother Tom, +in ill-health, going with me as far as the Cape of +Good Hope.</p> + + + + +<hr class='chap x-ebookmaker-drop'> + +<div class='chapter'> +<p><span class='pagenum' id='Page_330'>[330]</span></p> +<h2 class='nobreak' id='CHAPTER_LXIV'>CHAPTER LXIV</h2> +</div> + +<p class='chap-title'><span class="smcap">The <span class='ships'>Raleigh</span></span></p> + + +<div class='sidenote'>1856. +<span class='ships'>Raleigh</span>, +Nov. 20.</div> + +<p>A fine frigate has ever been the favourite class of +ship with seamen as well as officers, and I venture to +state a finer crew never left a port.</p> + +<p>List of officers:—</p> + +<ul class='no-bullet'> +<li><em>Commander</em>—Edward W. Turnour.</li> +<li><em>Secretary</em>—Matless G. Autey.</li> +<li><em>Lieutenants</em>—James G. Goodenough, Viscount + Gilford, H.R.H. Prince Victor of Hohenlohe, James + S. Graham, W. F. Johnson.</li> +<li><em>Master</em>—William H. Williams.</li> +<li><em>Captain of Marines</em>—Thomas Magin.</li> +<li><em>Second Lieutenant of Marines</em>—Charles L. Owen.</li> +<li><em>Chaplain</em>—Josiah Thompson.</li> +<li><em>Surgeon</em>—John T. Crawford.</li> +<li><em>Paymaster</em>—James G. G. Simmonds.</li> +<li><em>Naval Instructor</em>—John L. Laverty.</li> +<li><em>Assistant-Surgeon</em>—J. G. T. Forbes.</li> +<li><em>Midshipmen</em>—Lord Charles Scott, Hon. Victor + A. Montagu, Hon. F. G. Crofton, Henry F. Stephenson, + A. E. Dupuis, F. R. Foster, Hugh B. Hammersley, + Edward Pilkington, A. Paget, Hardy M‘Hardy.</li> +</ul> + +<hr class="tb"> + +<div class='sidenote'>At Sea, +Nov. 20.</div> + +<p>Friends Henry Seymour, Eyre, and George +Lennox enjoying themselves.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_331">[331]</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 21.</div> + +<p>Late in the evening before we came to Plymouth +Sound.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 22.</div> + +<p>Saluted Sir William Parker’s flag at 9 <span class="allsmcap">A.M.</span> +Called on Newmans at Royal Hotel, where I took a +room. Visited Hartmans at Saltram, where I found +my cousins Mrs. Yorke and daughter. Dined with +Sam Truscott—a character.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 23.</div> + +<p>Breakfasted with Caroline and Louisa Newman. +In afternoon Prince Victor, Graham, Lord Charles +Scott, Harry Stephenson, and I to Saltram to dine +and sleep.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 24.</div> + +<p>Returned after breakfast to Plymouth. Took +Cecilia Yorke and Miss Coryton on board <span class='ships'>Raleigh</span>.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 25.</div> + +<p>Was allowed to see Lord Mount-Edgecumbe; +cruel wreck of a handsome and intellectual man. +Too down to dine anywhere. Tea with Newman +girls.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Nov. 26.</div> + +<p>Weighed at 11 and ran out of the Sound. What +may not happen before I again land in England!</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Madeira, +Dec. 9.</div> + +<p>Anchored before 1 in Funchal Roads. Kindly +received by friend Stoddard, putting up brother Tom +and four youngsters. Hired for the time a horse +Miss O’Rorke used to ride.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 10.</div> + +<p>Drove Miss Stoddard in pony carriage. Before +leaving my brother-in-law, Harry Stephenson, commissioned +me to bring home a pipe of the best +Madeira. I applied to my friend of many years, +now Consul, Mr. Stoddard. He had ceased to be a +wine merchant, and the remaining pipes of the best +were put aside as part of the marriage portion of his +charming daughters; he left it to me to make +interest with them to obtain a couple of pipes of this +precious wine. I had the pipes encased in extra +casks and stowed in the hold of the <span class='ships'>Raleigh</span>. (It is +well I did so.)</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_332">[332]</span></p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 11.</div> + +<p>Prince Victor, good fellow! wishing another day +in Madeira, consented to remain over Friday. Rio +given up. Rode with Miss Lund. Evening at +Stoddard’s.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 12.</div> + +<p>“Thomas” and I rode over to the Beans. Same +hospitable couple I had sojourned with in 1824.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 13.</div> + +<p>Weighed early. Everybody pleased with their +visit to Madeira.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>At Sea, +Dec. 23.</div> + +<p>A marine fell overboard, and was saved by a +gallant fellow of the name of Moodie, second-class +ordinary. The night was dark, and the two life-buoys +let go by a marine, stationed for the purpose, +without first pulling the igniting trigger, were lost.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 25.</div> + +<p>Christmas Day. All the youngsters and warrant +officers, including Turnour, Autey, Thompson, and +brother Tom, to dine—sixteen in all. How many of +us will meet next Christmas! “Qui en sabe?”</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Dec. 26.</div> + +<p>Neptune came on board and performed the usual +ceremonies.</p> + + + + +<hr class='chap x-ebookmaker-drop'> + +<div class='chapter'> +<p><span class='pagenum' id='Page_333'>[333]</span></p> +<h2 class='nobreak' id='CHAPTER_LXV'>CHAPTER LXV</h2> +</div> + +<p class='chap-title'><span class="smcap">Cape to China</span></p> + + +<div class='sidenote'>1857.</div> + +<div class='sidenote'>Simon’s +Bay, +Jan. 17.</div> + +<p>9 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span>—Arrived in Simon’s Bay, just five weeks +from Madeira, and the fastest passage by a sailing +ship on record.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 18.</div> + +<p>This cape always brings happy recollections of +bygone days, when I was free as the air and without +a care or thought beyond the present.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 19.</div> + +<p>Hired a two-wheel pair-horse cart and drove +brother Tom, three youngsters, and Thompson to +Cape Town. Parke’s hotel. Called with Tom on +Mrs. Stoll, Longmores, and the Lorentzs. At +Lorentz’s met their daughter Louisa, whom I had last +seen as a pretty child, riding like a boy on a goat. +She was now a widow; the handsome mother of six +children.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 20.</div> + +<p>A regular Cape north-easter blowing. Nothing +to be done afloat. Tom and I breakfasting with the +Stolls. Dined at <i lang='fr'>table d’hôte</i>—a large party.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 21.</div> + +<p>To Sans Souci to call. Tea at Lorentz’s, meeting +Stolls.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 24.</div> + +<p>Landed £50,000 in gold; sent £300 in copper +to <span class='ships'>Penelope</span>. Governor kindly lending his eight-horse +waggon, started for Simon’s Bay, calling at +Sans Souci and on the Bishop.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Jan. 29.</div> + +<p>Dined to-day with the midshipmen. We sat down + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_334">[334]</span> +twenty-four. Not only was their mess good and +comfortable, with everything clean and in good taste, +but one could not have met a nicer set of lads. They +appeared in clean white waistcoats. Felt proud of +my boys!</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 9.</div> + +<p>At last we have rounded Acheen Head and passed +through the “Surat” passage into the Malacca +Straits.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 11.</div> + +<p>In a calm let go first anchor in India. From this +date our <i lang='hi'>batta</i> commences.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 12.</div> + +<p>Came to in Penang Roads; was saluted. On +landing took up my quarters with friend Lewis. Old +Jack Rodyk here. With Lewis, two daughters, one +just from England, and a Miss Neubrouner.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Penang, +Mar. 13.</div> + +<p>Ship taking in water and otherwise getting ready, +but contrary to my religion to start on a Friday. +Dined with Campbell, late of Singapore.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 14.</div> + +<p>Weighed before daylight.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 15.</div> + +<p>Came up with the barque on board of which were +Miss Blundell and Amy Neubrouner. Serenaded +them in passing.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Singapore, +Mar. 19.</div> + +<p>Arrived in New Harbour; so altered and improved. +Called on Governor, who lodged me on the hill. +Dined with Biddle at Adelphi; met Anabassim: the +rogue still alive.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 20.</div> + +<p>The saddest news of a treacherous and murderous +attack made by Chinese on my noble friend, James +Brooke, at Sarawak. Dear and noble Rajah, would +that I could rush to his assistance.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Singapore, +Mar. 21.</div> + +<p>Received a “welcome back” in an address signed +by most of the residents. Dined with Sir William +Hoste on board <span class='ships'>Spartan</span>.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 22.</div> + +<p>Dined with friend Davidson in his new capacity of +married man.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 23.</div> + +<p>Dined with Napier and his wife, meeting Mrs.<span class="pagenum" id="Page_335">[335]</span> +Earle with a ten-year-old child, a most promising +filly! (Met her again as Mrs. Alt.)</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 24.</div> + +<p><span class='ships'>Spartan</span>, Sir William Hoste, starting in tow of +steamer to the assistance of Brooke, taking Prince +Victor with him, to rejoin us at Hong-Kong. Delayed +departure until after dark. Dined with Governor +Blundell.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 25.</div> + +<p>Weighed in the night.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 28.</div> + +<p>Poor Laverty departed this life at 2. Yesterday +week overtook him and Owen walking up from new +harbour to Singapore in the heat of the day, and +admonished them for their rashness. They have +since been delirious with fever, which in Laverty’s +case ended fatally.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Mar. 29.</div> + +<p>Committed the remains of poor Laverty to the +deep. How preferable such a burial and grave to a +shore funeral!</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>April 13.</div> + +<p>During the forenoon passed through bamboo +fishing buoys, too numerous to be avoided, but we did +them no injury, the bamboo floating perpendicularly +some six or eight feet out of the water, and distinguished +by a small flag or rag on the top.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>April 14.</div> + +<p>Early, we made the land to the southward of +Macao. Shortly after noon, running through the +usual passage between the islands—guns loaded to +salute the flag—I had just signed the usual returns, +when we felt as if the ship had struck some heavy +floating timber: the leadsman calling “By the +mark, seven,” at the same time reports from the lower +deck that daylight could be seen through the rent in +the ship’s side. We beat to quarters: an unusual +event during the men’s dinner hour! I knew we +were nearly equidistant from Hong-Kong and +Macao. I took a second view from below. With +the easterly wind we might fetch Hong-Kong, but + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_336">[336]</span> +for Macao, we should have to run before it. We +bore up. My trusty Turnour repeated orders clearly +and distinctly. I took charge of the conning of the +ship, the men working cheerfully. My object was to +ground in shoal water. While running we passed so +close to more than one small island that a man might +have dropped on shore from the rigging. After a +while, from the hammock-netting where I stood, a +ship at anchor off Macao was seen. With a glass we +made her out to be a frigate flying the French +Admiral’s flag. The first lieutenant was directed to +lower fore royal, hoist French flag and fire a salute. +The foremost main-deck guns had been run aft to +prevent the ship from settling forward; they were +already loaded for our own flag. Most of our after-ports +had more than one muzzle protruding. A boat +was seen coming from the French ship, but there was +nothing to show that we were in distress beyond our +ensign at the peak, hoisted Union Jack downwards, +which could not be seen from Macao on account of +studding sails. It was a few minutes after this, I felt +we were nearing the bottom. By feeling the bow +rise ever so gently I knew we had touched the mud-bank +between the Roko and Typa Islands. The +French boat was alongside before we knew that we +were no longer forging ahead.</p> + +<p>The officer was quickly informed what had +happened. The frigate was the <span class='ships'>Virginie</span>, carrying the +flag of Rear-Admiral Guérin, who came himself to see +how he could help us. His officer met him at the gangway +and without delay explained what had happened. +The gallant Guérin no longer thought of nationalities. +He embraced and kissed me, exclaiming, “C’est magnifique! +C’est magnifique!” A British frigate +saluting the French flag while sinking! If we had + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_337">[337]</span> +been French we could not have received more kind +assistance. In the meantime marines with their +officers were landed to clear the island of Chinese, +and select a suitable place for our encampment. +When the ship stopped in the mud at 3 <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span>, she +had ten feet of water in the hold. By eight o’clock +she had eighteen. With the assistance of our allies, +the ship’s company’s hammocks and bags, goods and +chattels, as well as ship’s sails, had been landed. On +the way out we had built a bridge across before the +mizen-mast, and over the wheel. On this I remained, +the kind Frenchmen sending me food and some +uncommon good claret. The French Admiral had +despatched the <span class='ships'>Catinat</span> with Lieutenant Goodenough +to Hong-Kong.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>April 15.</div> + +<p><span class='ships'>Bittern</span>, Lieutenant Butler, arrived.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>April 16.</div> + +<p>The Admiral, Sir Michael Seymour, who had +been absent, came himself. The ship settled down +in her soft bed as if she intended never to rise again.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>April 17.</div> + +<p>Captain Keith Stewart, <span class='ships'>Nankin</span>, 50, and <span class='ships'>Inflexible</span> +arrived; we really did not require them.</p> + +<hr class="tb"> + +<p>The Commander-in-Chief was now busy preparing +for the destruction of the China Fleet, which, being +up rivers and creeks, our men were more useful in +boats than on board ship.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>April 20.</div> + +<p>My broad pennant was hoisted on board the +<span class='ships'>Alligator</span>, hospital ship. With the <span class='ships'>Raleigh’s</span> crew +alone we dismantled and cleared the ship even to the +ballast. It was something to get lower masts out, +and with the assistance of our spars only. The bowsprit +was the most difficult. Clearing the holds was +disagreeable. After a while the bilge water began to +smell. My two pipes of Madeira, fortunately double-cased, +were not affected. After the ship’s stores we + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_338">[338]</span> +looked out for ourselves. Chronometers, etc., were +removed to my cabin, under sentry’s charge—from +there, with a trustworthy crew of five men and a +coxswain, to the <span class='ships'>Alligator</span>. Later, my steward, no +more trusty man in the ship except my coxswain, +Spurrier, came to me with sad face to state that Lord +Gilford’s pet chronometer watch, which was kept and +used with those of the Government, was missing! +Search was made in vain, poor White offering £10 +reward.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Macao.</div> + +<p>Those princely merchants, Dent and Co., as well +as Mathieson, kept open house. They lived in +palaces. I had apartments at the Dents’ bungalow at +Hong Kong as well as rooms at Macao—passenger +steamers running daily. On a late occasion the +Chinese passengers had risen, took possession, +murdered the Europeans. A ship’s captain, Cleverly +by name, as well as by nature, jumped overboard. +He was badly wounded while swimming, but was +picked up and had rooms at Dent’s Macao house. I +need not say that after this Chinese passengers were +accommodated in an iron cage, where they enjoyed +their opium.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>April 24.</div> + +<p>Lieutenants Prince Victor and Johnson, who had +gone with Hoste in <span class='ships'>Spartan</span> from Singapore to visit +Rajah Brooke at Sarawak, rejoined us.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Hong +Kong, +April 25.</div> + +<p>The dockyard at Hong Kong full of <span class='ships'>Raleigh’s</span> +stores, guns, anchors, cables, shot, etc.—sails spread +out to dry.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>April 28.</div> + +<p>Excellent dinner at French Minister’s. Madame +Bourboulon charming. Smokes regalias only.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>April 29.</div> + +<p>Renewed acquaintance with pretty Mrs. Endicott +and Mrs. Parkes.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>April 30.</div> + +<p>Mail arrived. Ministers beaten on China question. +Parliament to be dissolved: nevertheless, + +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_339">[339]</span> +Plenipo and troops coming out. Inspection held +on my <span class='ships'>Raleigh</span>. My boys, Victor Montagu and +Harry Stephenson, on shore.</p> + +<p><i>Macao, +May 1.</i></p> + +<p>Letter from Turnour’s brother asking me to break +to that good-hearted fellow the death of his father. +Went on board in Gibb’s yacht, the <span class='ships'>Zouave</span>. Dined +with him.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 3.</div> + +<p>Hope my <span class='ships'>Raleigh</span> will be got up. Doubts +whether Admiral will attempt it.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>Hong +Kong, +May 5.</div> + +<p>Met Admiral and large party at dinner at Dent’s. +Judge Hulm fine old fellow.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 6.</div> + +<p>Gilford and I to dine with Pereira and William +Dent. Excellent dinner and everything to match.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 7.</div> + +<p>Business with my worthy chief about <span class='ships'>Calcutta</span>; +transferred youngsters to that ship.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 12.</div> + +<p>Great and good feed at friend Cane’s, now Lieutenant-Governor. +Dinner to meet me. Some six-and-twenty +sat down.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 13.</div> + +<p>Arrival of <span class='ships'>Highflyer</span> and gunboats. With Admiral +in <span class='ships'>Coromandel</span> to visit vessels in Canton River. Came +to near <span class='ships'>Sybille</span> below second fort.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 14.</div> + +<p>Went on as far as Macao Fort. Left <span class='ships'>Raleigh’s</span> +band there. All the vessels, as well as their commanders, +ready for work. Came to near <span class='ships'>Niger</span>. +Mandarin junks’ masts in sight.</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 18.</div> + +<p>Tenders for raising <span class='ships'>Raleigh</span> not such as the +Admiral could accept. Alas! my poor ship—now +to be considered <em>lost</em>; she must be sold where she is, +and I to be tried by court-martial!</p> + +<div class='sidenote'>May 21.</div> + +<p>Laid up the last three days, attended by kind +Doctor Anderson.</p> + + + +<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop"> + +<div class="chapter footnotes"> +<h2 class="nobreak" id="FOOTNOTES">FOOTNOTES</h2> + +<div class="footnote"> +<p><a id="Footnote_1" href="#FNanchor_1" class="label">[1]</a> See O’Byrne’s <cite>Naval Biographies</cite>, 1848.</p> +</div> + +<div class="footnote"> +<p><a id="Footnote_2" href="#FNanchor_2" class="label">[2]</a> Lord Dangan, Coldstream Guards.</p> +</div> + +<div class="footnote"> +<p><a id="Footnote_3" href="#FNanchor_3" class="label">[3]</a> The Rev. Josias Thompson.</p> +</div> +</div> + + + +<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop"> +<div class="chapter"> + + <h2 class="nobreak" id="INDEX">INDEX</h2> +</div> + +<ul class="index"> + <li class="ifrst">Abercorn, the Duke of, iii. 333</li> + + <li class="indx">Accra, i. 214, 221, 232, 238, 242; iii. 72</li> + + <li class="indx">Adam, General Sir Frederick, i. 148</li> + <li class="isub1">Sir Charles, ii. <a href='#Page_46'>46</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Adeane, Lieutenant, iii. 55</li> + + <li class="indx">Adelaide, Queen, i. 121, 160, 246</li> + + <li class="indx">Aden, iii. 118, 119</li> + + <li class="indx">Admiralty Islands, ii. <a href='#Page_150'>150</a></li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Adventure</span>, iii. 174, 180</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Africa</span>, i. 7, 12, 13</li> + + <li class="indx">Agar-Ellis, Miss, ii. <a href='#Page_201'>201</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Ailesbury, Lady, iii. 322</li> + + <li class="indx">Ainos, the, iii. 199</li> + + <li class="indx">Aitkin, Lieutenant, iii. 235</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Alabama</span>, iii. 83</li> + + <li class="indx">Åland Islands, ii. <a href='#Page_232'>232</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Albany, ii. <a href='#Page_142'>142</a></li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Albatross</span>, ii. <a href='#Page_81'>81</a>, <a href='#Page_127'>127</a></li> + + <li class="indx" id='Albemarle'>Albemarle, George, 3rd Earl, i. 59</li> + <li class="isub1">William Charles, 4th Earl, i. 4, 5, 7, 67, 102, 160, + 248, 249, 251, 252, 253, 254, + 256; ii. <a href='#Page_41'>41</a>, <a href='#Page_43'>43</a>, <a href='#Page_46'>46</a>, <a href='#Page_58'>58</a></li> + <li class="isub1">Augustus Frederick, 5th Earl; <i>see</i> <a href='#Keppel_Au'>Keppel</a></li> + <li class="isub1">George Thomas, 6th Earl; <i>see</i> <a href='#Keppel_GT'>Keppel</a></li> + <li class="isub1">Lord, i. 14</li> + + <li class="indx">Albert of Saxe-Coburg, Prince Consort, i. 250, 251; ii. <a href='#Page_313'>313</a>, <a href='#Page_324'>324</a>; iii. 38, 39, 78, + 80</li> + + <li class="indx">Alcock, Sir Rutherford, iii. 143, 171, 192, 194, 236, 237, + 259</li> + + <li class="indx">Alexandria, i. 170, 178; iii. 18, 117</li> + + <li class="indx">Alfred, Prince; <i>see</i> <a href='#Edinburgh'>Edinburgh, Duke of</a></li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Algerine</span>, iii. 224</li> + + <li class="indx">Algoa Bay, iii. 46</li> + + <li class="indx">Ali, Pangeran Oman, ii. <a href='#Page_84'>84</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Ali, Patingi, ii. <a href='#Page_7'>7</a>; iii. 125</li> + + <li class="indx">Alicante, i. 187, 188, 190</li> + + <li class="indx">Allen, R. C., ii. <a href='#Page_3'>3</a></li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Alligator</span>, ii. <a href='#Page_337'>337</a>; iii. 2, 8</li> + + <li class="indx">Allison, William, ii. <a href='#Page_160'>160</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Alma, the, ii. <a href='#Page_240'>240</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Amaral, Don Joao Maria Farriera do, ii. <a href='#Page_116'>116</a>, <a href='#Page_121'>121</a></li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Amazon</span>, ii. <a href='#Page_115'>115</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Amboyna, ii. <a href='#Page_147'>147</a></li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>America</span> yacht, ii. <a href='#Page_203'>203</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Amoor River, iii. 192, 210</li> + + <li class="indx">Amoy, iii. 138, 139, 220</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Amphion</span>, ii. <a href='#Page_47'>47</a>, <a href='#Page_234'>234</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Amping, iii. 224</li> + + <li class="indx">Andover, Lord and Lady, i. 7, 255</li> + + <li class="indx">Andrade, Count Manuel Carvalho Pas de, i. 40, 41, 42</li> + + <li class="indx">Anjer, ii. <a href='#Page_129'>129</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Anson, Eliza, Lady Waterpark, i. 8, 12</li> + <li class="isub1">Thomas, i. 7, 163</li> + <li class="isub1">Hon. William, i. 8, 22</li> + + <li class="indx">Armitage, Whaley, i. 85, 87, 264, 273</li> + + <li class="indx">Ascension, i. 90, 243, 244; iii. 69</li> + + <li class="indx">Ashantis, the, i. 214, 218, 222</li> + + <li class="indx">Astley, Sir Jacob, i. 14</li> + + <li class="indx">Auckland, Lord, ii. <a href='#Page_44'>44</a>, <a href='#Page_46'>46</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Auckland, N.Z., ii. <a href='#Page_171'>171</a></li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Auckland</span>, ii. <a href='#Page_77'>77</a>, <a href='#Page_79'>79</a></li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Aurora</span>, i. 14, 43, 44, 61</li> + + <li class="indx">Australia, ii. <a href='#Page_132'>132</a>, <a href='#Page_134'>134</a>, <a href='#Page_152'>152</a></li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Australia</span>, ii. <a href='#Page_128'>128</a>, <a href='#Page_129'>129</a></li> + + <li class="ifrst">Bahia; <i>see</i> <a href='#San_Salvador'>San Salvador</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Baker, Sir Samuel, iii. 320</li> + <li class="isub1">Admiral Sir Thomas, i. 123</li> + + <li class="indx">Balaclava, ii. <a href='#Page_252'>252</a>, <a href='#Page_255'>255</a>, <a href='#Page_258'>258</a>, <a href='#Page_262'>262</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Balambangan, ii. <a href='#Page_94'>94</a>, <a href='#Page_127'>127</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Balfour, Lieutenant-Colonel, i. 81</li> + + <li class="indx">Bali Island, ii. <a href='#Page_131'>131</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Baltic, the, ii. <a href='#Page_220'>220</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Banda Islands, ii. <a href='#Page_144'>144</a>, <a href='#Page_146'>146</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Bankok, iii. 229</li> + + <li class="indx">Bannerman, Mr., i. 221, 243</li> + + <li class="indx">Barbadoes, i. 56, 108</li> + + <li class="indx">Barcelona, i. 188, 189, 191, 195-197, 200</li> + + <li class="indx">Baring, Admiral Sir Francis, ii. <a href='#Page_201'>201</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Barnard, General, ii. <a href='#Page_246'>246</a>, <a href='#Page_279'>279</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Barösund, ii. <a href='#Page_226'>226</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Barrington, Commander Hon. George, i. 51</li> + + <li class="indx">Barton, A., ii. <a href='#Page_3'>3</a></li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Basilisk</span>, iii. 192</li> + + <li class="indx">Batang Lupar River, i. 311; ii. <a href='#Page_2'>2</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Batavia, i. 147, 216; ii. <a href='#Page_129'>129</a>, <a href='#Page_130'>130</a>, <a href='#Page_131'>131</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Bathurst, iii. 72</li> + + <li class="indx">Bay of Islands, N.Z., ii. <a href='#Page_171'>171</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Beatrice, H.R.H. Princess, iii. 36</li> + + <li class="indx">Beaufort, Sir Francis, ii. <a href='#Page_201'>201</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Bedford, Mr. D. B., i. 136, 139</li> + + <li class="indx">Beefsteak Club, the, i. 96, 97</li> + + <li class="indx">Beith, R., surgeon, ii. <a href='#Page_3'>3</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Belcher, Captain Sir Edward, ii. <a href='#Page_18'>18</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Belem, ii. <a href='#Page_213'>213</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Bell, Admiral, iii. 177</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Belleisle</span>, i. 261, 264, 269, 272, 275, 277</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Bellerophon</span>, i. 200</li> + + <li class="indx">Bentinck, Lord George, ii. <a href='#Page_326'>326</a>; iii. 101, 109;</li> + <li class="isub1"><i>see</i> <a href='#Cavendish'>Cavendish-Bentinck</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Beresford, Lord James, i. 187</li> + <li class="isub1">Admiral Sir John de la Poer, i. 121</li> + + <li class="indx">Berkeley, Admiral Hon. Sir George, i. 163</li> + <li class="isub1">Lady Georgina Mary, i. 163</li> + <li class="isub1">Admiral Sir Maurice, ii. <a href='#Page_244'>244</a>; iii. 29</li> + + <li class="indx">Bessani; <i>see</i> <a href='#Grand_Bessani'>Grand Bessani</a></li> + + <li class="indx">“Bishop of Bond Street, the,” ii. <a href='#Page_70'>70</a></li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Bittern</span>, iii. 1</li> + + <li class="indx">Black Sea, ii. <a href='#Page_251'>251</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Bladen-Capel, Admiral Hon. Sir T., ii. <a href='#Page_199'>199</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Blake, Lieutenant, i. 42, 44</li> + <li class="isub1">Colonel, i. 75, 84, 88</li> + + <li class="indx">Blakiston, Captain, iii. 238</li> + + <li class="indx">Blanckley, Commander Edward, i. 123</li> + + <li class="indx">Bogue Forts, ii. <a href='#Page_54'>54</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Bomarsund, ii. <a href='#Page_231'>231</a>, <a href='#Page_233'>233</a>, <a href='#Page_238'>238</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Bombay, iii. 14</li> + + <li class="indx">Bonard, Commodore, ii. <a href='#Page_177'>177</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Bonham, George, i. 147, 263, 288</li> + + <li class="indx">Borneo, i. 290, 292; ii. <a href='#Page_9'>9</a>; iii. 127</li> + + <li class="indx">Botany Bay, ii. <a href='#Page_153'>153</a>, <a href='#Page_164'>164</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Boto Fogo, i. 36</li> + + <li class="indx">Bouchier, Captain, i. 273, 278</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Bouncer</span>, iii. 234</li> + + <li class="indx">Bourbon, i. 85</li> + + <li class="indx">Bouverie, Admiral Hon. Duncombe, i. 244</li> + + <li class="indx">Bowles, Admiral, iii. 281</li> + + <li class="indx">Bowyear, Captain George Leger, ii. <a href='#Page_57'>57</a>, <a href='#Page_58'>58</a>, <a href='#Page_59'>59</a>, <a href='#Page_158'>158</a>, <a href='#Page_177'>177</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Boxer, Admiral, ii. <a href='#Page_251'>251</a>, <a href='#Page_262'>262</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Boyd, Benjamin, ii. <a href='#Page_157'>157</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Bozin, Prince, iii. 180, 181</li> + + <li class="indx">Bradshaw, Commander Manser, ii. <a href='#Page_227'>227</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Braybroke, Lord and Lady, i. 162</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Brazen</span>, i. 41, 42, 97</li> + + <li class="indx">Bremer, Captain Sir J. G., ii. <a href='#Page_134'>134</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Brierly, Sir Oswald, ii. <a href='#Page_156'>156</a>, <a href='#Page_157'>157</a>, <a href='#Page_182'>182</a>, <a href='#Page_203'>203</a>, <a href='#Page_210'>210</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Briggs, Admiral Sir Thomas, i. 168</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Brisk</span>, iii. 45</li> + + <li class="indx">Brooke, Brooke, iii. 11</li> + <li class="isub1">Rajah, i. 288-296, 298, 299, 302, 306, 308, + 312, 313, 317, 319, 333, 339; + ii. <a href='#Page_1'>1</a>, <a href='#Page_3'>3</a>, <a href='#Page_6'>6</a>, <a href='#Page_21'>21</a>, <a href='#Page_23'>23</a>, <a href='#Page_30'>30</a>, <a href='#Page_43'>43</a>, <a href='#Page_44'>44</a>, + <a href='#Page_57'>57</a>, <a href='#Page_58'>58</a>, <a href='#Page_59'>59</a>, <a href='#Page_60'>60</a>, <a href='#Page_61'>61</a>, <a href='#Page_62'>62</a>, <a href='#Page_63'>63</a>, + <a href='#Page_65'>65</a>, <a href='#Page_70'>70</a>, <a href='#Page_76'>76</a>, <a href='#Page_82'>82</a>, <a href='#Page_84'>84</a>, <a href='#Page_85'>85</a>, <a href='#Page_86'>86</a>, + <a href='#Page_87'>87</a>, <a href='#Page_90'>90</a>-<a href='#Page_92'>92</a>, <a href='#Page_103'>103</a>, <a href='#Page_111'>111</a>, <a href='#Page_127'>127</a>, <a href='#Page_202'>202</a>, + <a href='#Page_322'>322</a>, <a href='#Page_334'>334</a>; iii. 11, 13, 29, 96, 115, + 123, 220</li> + + <li class="indx">Brooker, Commander, iii. 194, 260</li> + + <li class="indx">Brougham, Henry (Lord High Chancellor), i. 97</li> + <li class="isub1">Lord, i. 11, 177</li> + + <li class="indx">Brougham and Vaux, Lady, iii. 25</li> + + <li class="indx">Broughton, Lord, i. 97</li> + + <li class="indx">Browne, Sir Samuel, ii. <a href='#Page_45'>45</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Brunei, ii. <a href='#Page_45'>45</a>, <a href='#Page_82'>82</a>; iii. 126</li> + + <li class="indx">Buccleuch, Duchess of, iii. 326</li> + + <li class="indx">Buckland, Francis Trevelyan, iii. 82</li> + + <li class="indx">Buckley, Commander, V.C., iii. 40</li> + + <li class="indx">Budrudeen, Pangeran, i. 306; ii. <a href='#Page_1'>1</a>, <a href='#Page_42'>42</a>, <a href='#Page_84'>84</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Buffalo River, iii. 46</li> + + <li class="indx">Buffon Bay, i. 209, 210</li> + + <li class="indx">Bulkeley, Sir Richard, i. 93, 98; ii. <a href='#Page_42'>42</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Bullen, Admiral Sir Charles, ii. <a href='#Page_55'>55</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Bulman, Mr., i. 257, 262, 263</li> + + <li class="indx">Bunting, ii. <a href='#Page_21'>21</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Buonaparte; <i>see</i> <a href='#Napoleon'>Napoleon</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Burdett, Sir Francis, i. 8, 9, 14</li> + + <li class="indx">Burdett-Coutts, Miss, iii. 115, 124</li> + + <li class="indx">Burlton, Lieutenant, iii. 56</li> + + <li class="indx">Burnaby, Mr., ii. <a href='#Page_121'>121</a>, <a href='#Page_122'>122</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Burton, Judge, and Mrs., i. 71</li> + + <li class="indx">Bury, Viscount, i. 254</li> + + <li class="indx">Bush, Commander, iii. 221</li> + <li class="isub1">Mr., ii. <a href='#Page_116'>116</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Butterworth, Colonel, ii. <a href='#Page_24'>24</a>, <a href='#Page_76'>76</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Byng, H., ii. <a href='#Page_48'>48</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Byron, Captain Lord, i. 43</li> + + <li class="ifrst">Cabrera, General, i. 188</li> + + <li class="indx">Cagayan Sulu, ii. <a href='#Page_97'>97</a>, <a href='#Page_109'>109</a>, <a href='#Page_111'>111</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Cairo, iii. 18</li> + + <li class="indx">Calcutta, i. 150, 152, 333, 334</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Calcutta</span>, iii. 3</li> + + <li class="indx">Calderon, Don, i. 195</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Caledonia</span>, i. 168, 170, 200</li> + + <li class="indx">Calverley, S., ii. <a href='#Page_3'>3</a></li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Cambrian</span>, ii. <a href='#Page_46'>46</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Cambridge, H.R.H. Duke of, i. 251; ii. <a href='#Page_249'>249</a>; iii. 25, 322</li> + + <li class="indx" id='Campbell_C'>Campbell, Colonel Sir Colin, i. 262, 269, 272; ii. <a href='#Page_80'>80</a>, <a href='#Page_82'>82</a>, <a href='#Page_252'>252</a>, + <a href='#Page_301'>301</a></li> + <li class="isub1">Admiral Sir Patrick, C.B., i. 55, 244</li> + + <li class="indx">Canning, George, i. 25</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Canopus</span>, i. 169, 170, 171, 176</li> + + <li class="indx">Canrobert, Marshal, ii. <a href='#Page_267'>267</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Canton, i. 281, 325; ii. <a href='#Page_54'>54</a>; iii. 132, 231</li> + <li class="isub1">River, ii. <a href='#Page_15'>15</a>; iii. 8</li> + + <li class="indx">Cape Coast, i. 214, 216, 217, 221</li> + + <li class="indx">Cape de Verd Islands, i. 33, 71</li> + + <li class="indx">Cape of Good Hope, i. 68, 69, 71, 72, 77, 87, + 159, 202, 262</li> + + <li class="indx">Cape Town, iii. 67</li> + + <li class="indx">Caroline, Queen, i. 8</li> + + <li class="indx">Carteret, Captain, ii. <a href='#Page_152'>152</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Carthagena, i. 59, 198</li> + + <li class="indx">Casher, E., ii. <a href='#Page_55'>55</a>, <a href='#Page_199'>199</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Castries Bay, iii. 214</li> + + <li class="indx" id='Cavendish'>Cavendish-Bentinck, Lord William, i. 84, 153</li> + + <li class="indx">Cavite, i. 331; ii. <a href='#Page_125'>125</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Celebes Islands, ii. <a href='#Page_108'>108</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Ceram Islands, ii. <a href='#Page_146'>146</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Chads, Commodore Henry D., i. 338, 339</li> + + <li class="indx">Challier, Commodore, iii. 274</li> + + <li class="indx">Charlotte, Princess, i. 6</li> + + <li class="indx">Chefoo, iii. 172, 192, 264</li> + + <li class="indx">Chernaze, ii. <a href='#Page_263'>263</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Chersonese; <i>see</i> <a href='#Khersonese'>Khersonese</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Chesterfield, Lord, iii. 328</li> + + <li class="indx">Chiang Kiang-Fu, i. 270, 271</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Childers</span>, i. 68, 164, 165, 174, 175, 193, + 198, 244, 272, 274</li> + + <li class="indx">Chin-kiang, iii. 221, 238</li> + + <li class="indx">Christmas Island, ii. <a href='#Page_75'>75</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Church, Thomas, ii. <a href='#Page_77'>77</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Churchill, Captain Lord John, i. 66, 73, 77, 82, 110, 249, + 280</li> + + <li class="indx">Chusan, i. 266, 277</li> + + <li class="indx">Ciervo Island, ii. <a href='#Page_188'>188</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Clarence, William, Duke of, i. 68</li> + + <li class="indx">Clarendon, Lord, iii. 265</li> + + <li class="indx">Clark, John, surgeon, ii. <a href='#Page_143'>143</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Clifford, Sir Augustus, i. 67, 84</li> + <li class="isub1">Lady de, i. 52</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Clio</span>, i. 190, 191, 272</li> + + <li class="indx">Clyde, Lord; <i>see</i> <a href='#Campbell_C'>Campbell, Sir Colin</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Coaker, Jonas, i. 69, 83, 165, 249; ii. <a href='#Page_53'>53</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Coburg Peninsula, ii. <a href='#Page_134'>134</a>, <a href='#Page_136'>136</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Cochrane, Hon. A. J., i. 27</li> + <li class="isub1">Admiral Sir Thomas; <i>see</i> <a href='#Dundonald'>Dundonald (“Young”)</a>, iii. 4</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Cockchafer</span>, iii. 187, 233</li> + + <li class="indx">Codrington, Admiral Sir Edward, i. 68</li> + <li class="isub1">Colonel, ii. <a href='#Page_46'>46</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Coghlan, Colonel, iii. 118</li> + + <li class="indx">Coke, Edward, ii. <a href='#Page_41'>41</a>, <a href='#Page_201'>201</a></li> + <li class="isub1">Henry (“Wenny”), i. 249, 264; ii. <a href='#Page_256'>256</a>, <a href='#Page_281'>281</a>; iii. 19</li> + <li class="isub1" id='Coke_T'>Thomas William (Earl of Leicester), i. 7, 8, 14, 15, 47, + 278</li> + + <li class="indx">Cole, General Sir Lowry, i. 77, 78, 81, 82, 83</li> + <li class="isub1">Lady Frances, i. 78</li> + + <li class="indx">Collier, Captain Sir Francis, i. 108, 109, 112, 249, 251; + ii. <a href='#Page_47'>47</a>, <a href='#Page_82'>82</a>, <a href='#Page_128'>128</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Collingwood, Admiral, i. 13</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Colombo</span>, ii. <a href='#Page_270'>270</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Colonna, the Marquis de, i. 195</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Colossus</span>, ii. <a href='#Page_312'>312</a></li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Columbine</span>, i. 170, 176, 180, 231, 232, 278; + ii. <a href='#Page_116'>116</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Colville, Admiral Lord, i. 29, 48</li> + <li class="isub1">Sir Charles, i. 77, 85, 87</li> + + <li class="indx">Comba Island, ii. <a href='#Page_132'>132</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Comber, Lieutenant Henry W., ii. <a href='#Page_3'>3</a>, <a href='#Page_5'>5</a>, <a href='#Page_45'>45</a>, <a href='#Page_58'>58</a>, <a href='#Page_74'>74</a>, <a href='#Page_79'>79</a>, + <a href='#Page_125'>125</a>, <a href='#Page_128'>128</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Commerell, Admiral of the Fleet Sir J. E., ii. <a href='#Page_73'>73</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Conolly, Mr., iii. 143, 192</li> + + <li class="indx">Constantinople, i. 175, 176; ii. <a href='#Page_251'>251</a>, <a href='#Page_312'>312</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Conti, General, i. 189</li> + + <li class="indx">Cook, Captain, ii. <a href='#Page_153'>153</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Cooke, T. P., i. 97, 105</li> + + <li class="indx">Cook’s Straits, ii. <a href='#Page_169'>169</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Cork, i. 29, 30, 48, 49</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Cormorant</span>, ii. <a href='#Page_199'>199</a>; iii. 139</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Cornwallis</span>, i. 264, 269, 272, 273, 331</li> + + <li class="indx">Corromanli, Ali, i. 172</li> + <li class="isub1">Youssuf, i. 171</li> + + <li class="indx">Corry, Admiral Sir A. Lowry, ii. <a href='#Page_210'>210</a>, <a href='#Page_224'>224</a>, <a href='#Page_231'>231</a></li> + + <li class="indx" id='Corve'>Corvé Bay, iii. 173, 191</li> + + <li class="indx">Cotton, Lieutenant Alexander, i. 101, 105</li> + + <li class="indx">Courtenay, Captain, iii. 198</li> + + <li class="indx">Cracroft, Commander Peter, ii. <a href='#Page_208'>208</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Creighton, Captain, iii. 187</li> + + <li class="indx">Crimea, the, ii. <a href='#Page_218'>218</a>, <a href='#Page_244'>244</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Croker, Rt. Hon. John Wilson, i. 105</li> + + <li class="indx">Crosbie, Catherine; <i>see</i> <a href='#Lady_Keppel'>Lady Keppel</a></li> + <li class="isub1">General Sir John, i. 92, 246, 248, 249, 250, 251, + 253, 255; ii. 27</li> + <li class="isub1">“Dob,” iii. 145</li> + <li class="isub1">Lieutenant John, i. 89, 91, 92, 251</li> + <li class="isub1">William, ii. <a href='#Page_55'>55</a></li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Cumberland</span>, ii. <a href='#Page_235'>235</a>; iii. 115</li> + + <li class="indx">Cumming, Captain Arthur, iii. 76</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Cygnet</span>, ii. <a href='#Page_40'>40</a></li> + + <li class="ifrst">D’Aeth, E. H. H., i. 276; ii. <a href='#Page_3'>3</a>, <a href='#Page_6'>6</a>, <a href='#Page_289'>289</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Dalarö Channel, ii. <a href='#Page_224'>224</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Dalkeith, Lord, iii. 326</li> + + <li class="indx">Daniell, Commander, ii. <a href='#Page_127'>127</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Darby, G. S., ii. <a href='#Page_3'>3</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Dardanelles, the, i. 176; ii. <a href='#Page_249'>249</a></li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Dauntless</span>, ii. <a href='#Page_230'>230</a>, <a href='#Page_231'>231</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Davis, Sir John, ii. <a href='#Page_111'>111</a></li> + + <li class="indx">de Grey, Lord, iii. 322</li> + + <li class="indx">de Horsey, Captain Algernon, iii. 44, 45, 55</li> + + <li class="indx">Delagoa Bay, iii. 46</li> + + <li class="indx">De Lesseps, M. Ferdinand, iii. 118</li> + + <li class="indx">Delmé, George, i. 81</li> + + <li class="indx">Denison, Sir William, ii. <a href='#Page_158'>158</a>, <a href='#Page_163'>163</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Dent, John, and Co., iii. 143</li> + + <li class="indx" id='Deschenes'>Deschênes, Admiral A. F. Parseval, ii. <a href='#Page_226'>226</a>-<a href='#Page_228'>228</a></li> + + <li class="indx">D’Eyncourt, Captain, ii. <a href='#Page_73'>73</a></li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Dido</span>, i. 255, 256, 257, 262, 270, 272, + 277, 319, 326, 332, 340; ii. <a href='#Page_1'>1</a>, <a href='#Page_29'>29</a>, + <a href='#Page_30'>30</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Digby, Lord, i. 12</li> + <li class="isub1">Edward, i. 12, 98</li> + <li class="isub1">Admiral Sir Henry, i. 7, 12, 13, 14; ii. <a href='#Page_219'>219</a></li> + <li class="isub1">Admiral Hon. R., i. 12</li> + + <li class="indx">D’Israeli, Isaac, iii. 230</li> + + <li class="indx">Dixcove, i. 213-215</li> + + <li class="indx">D’Orsay, Count, i. 163.</li> + + <li class="indx">Douglas, Bloomfield, i. 302, 304</li> + + <li class="indx">Dover, Lord, ii. <a href='#Page_201'>201</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Drake, Sir Frederick, ii. <a href='#Page_185'>185</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Droxford, i. 249, 253; ii. <a href='#Page_28'>28</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Drummond, Edward, ii. <a href='#Page_26'>26</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Duè, iii. 215</li> + + <li class="indx">Dundas, Hon. Admiral George, i. 97, 119</li> + <li class="isub1">Admiral J. W. Deans, ii. <a href='#Page_47'>47</a>, <a href='#Page_57'>57</a>, <a href='#Page_128'>128</a>, <a href='#Page_201'>201</a></li> + <li class="isub1">Captain Richard Deans, i. 55, 244</li> + + <li class="indx">Dundee, iii. 111</li> + + <li class="indx" id='Dundonald'>Dundonald, Earl, i. 14, 36, 38, 39-42, 163, 256, + 278, 280, 322, 331; ii. <a href='#Page_68'>68</a>, <a href='#Page_212'>212</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Dunkin, Captain Thomas, i. 77</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Dupleix</span>, iii. 186, 187, 227</li> + + <li class="indx">Dupplin, Lord, iii. 323</li> + + <li class="ifrst">Eager, John, ii. <a href='#Page_7'>7</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Eastern Archipelago, ii. <a href='#Page_115'>115</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Eastern Archipelago Company, ii. <a href='#Page_63'>63</a>, <a href='#Page_127'>127</a></li> + + <li class="indx">East London, Port of, iii. 46</li> + + <li class="indx">Eden, Commander Henry, ii. <a href='#Page_47'>47</a></li> + + <li class="indx" id='Edinburgh'>Edinburgh, H.R.H. the Duke of, iii. 40, 278, 284-315</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Edinburgh</span>, i. 169, 170</li> + + <li class="indx">Elgin, Lord, iii. 10, 241</li> + + <li class="indx">Ellesmere, Lord, ii. <a href='#Page_61'>61</a>, <a href='#Page_65'>65</a>, <a href='#Page_191'>191</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Ellice, Robert, ii. <a href='#Page_116'>116</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Ellis, Commander Henry, i. 127</li> + + <li class="indx">Ellis and Co., iii. 223</li> + + <li class="indx">Elphinstone, Lord, iii. 14</li> + + <li class="indx">Emhammud, i. 172</li> + + <li class="indx">Emmanuel, Emmanuel, iii. 323</li> + + <li class="indx">Emot, Captain, iii. 177</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Endymion</span>, i. 168, 180, 183, 184, 266, 274, + 278</li> + + <li class="indx">Enslie, Consul, iii. 298</li> + + <li class="indx">Erskine, Captain J. E., ii. <a href='#Page_164'>164</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Esche, Mr., iii. 194, 202</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Espoir</span>, i. 68, 69, 77, 86</li> + + <li class="indx">Essington, Port, ii. <a href='#Page_132'>132</a>, <a href='#Page_134'>134</a>, <a href='#Page_144'>144</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Etholin, Captain, ii. <a href='#Page_302'>302</a>; iii. 218</li> + + <li class="indx">Eupatoria, ii. <a href='#Page_261'>261</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Europa Island, iii. 50</li> + + <li class="indx">Eyre, Captain, i. 74, 260</li> + + <li class="indx">Eyres, Captain Henry, i. 242, 278</li> + + <li class="ifrst">Fairfax-Moresby, Admiral, ii. <a href='#Page_195'>195</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Farquhar, Captain, ii. <a href='#Page_81'>81</a>, <a href='#Page_127'>127</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Fatshan Creek, iii. 2</li> + + <li class="indx">Fernando Po, i. 223, 224</li> + + <li class="indx">Ferraz, Captain-General Valentine, i. 187, 188, 225</li> + + <li class="indx">Figueroa, Don Cayetano de, ii. <a href='#Page_107'>107</a></li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Firebrand</span>, ii. <a href='#Page_73'>73</a></li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Firm</span>, iii. 177</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Firmee</span>, iii. 9</li> + + <li class="indx">Fitzroy, Colonel, i. 71, 72, 87</li> + <li class="isub1">Commander Arthur, ii. <a href='#Page_153'>153</a>; iii. 70</li> + <li class="isub1">Captain Augustus, ii. <a href='#Page_40'>40</a>, <a href='#Page_153'>153</a>, <a href='#Page_157'>157</a>, <a href='#Page_303'>303</a></li> + <li class="isub1">Sir Charles, ii. <a href='#Page_40'>40</a>, <a href='#Page_153'>153</a>, <a href='#Page_155'>155</a>, <a href='#Page_164'>164</a></li> + <li class="isub1">George, ii. <a href='#Page_40'>40</a>, <a href='#Page_153'>153</a>, <a href='#Page_157'>157</a>; iii. 192, 205</li> + <li class="isub1" id='Fitzroy_M'>Mary, ii. <a href='#Page_40'>40</a>, <a href='#Page_153'>153</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Flowers, Consul, iii. 301</li> + + <li class="indx">Foley, St. George, ii. <a href='#Page_310'>310</a></li> + <li class="isub1">Sir George, iii. 9</li> + + <li class="indx">Foochow, iii. 236</li> + + <li class="indx">Ford, Captain, i. 148</li> + + <li class="indx">Formosa, iii. 222, 223</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Forte</span>, iii. 39, 41, 65, 77</li> + + <li class="indx">Fukevitche, Captain, iii. 206</li> + + <li class="indx" id='Funchal_Roads'>Funchal Roads, i. 30; ii. <a href='#Page_70'>70</a>, <a href='#Page_214'>214</a>; iii. 41</li> + + <li class="indx">Furnhjelm, Admiral Jean, iii. 194, 195, 206, 208, 212</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Fury</span>, ii. <a href='#Page_115'>115</a>, <a href='#Page_128'>128</a></li> + + <li class="ifrst">Gage, Admiral Sir William Hall, i. 55, 81, 184; ii. <a href='#Page_52'>52</a></li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Galatea</span>, i. 100, 101, 103, 105; iii. 284, 299, + 302</li> + + <li class="indx">Galle; <i>see</i> <a href='#Point'>Point de Galle</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Gambia River, iii. 71</li> + + <li class="indx">Garibaldi, iii. 83</li> + + <li class="indx">Garnier, George, i. 16, 19</li> + <li class="isub1">Henry, i. 148, 159</li> + <li class="isub1">Lieutenant Keppel, iii. 190, 231</li> + <li class="isub1">Thomas (Dean), i. 15, 16, 25, 103</li> + <li class="isub1">Thomas, iii. 324</li> + <li class="isub1">William, i. 15</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Gazelle</span>, ii. <a href='#Page_185'>185</a>, <a href='#Page_187'>187</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Geisinger, Commodore, ii. <a href='#Page_116'>116</a></li> + + <li class="indx">George IV., King, i. 74, 102</li> + + <li class="indx">Gibraltar, i. 168, 184, 189, 194, 196, 200, + 201; ii. <a href='#Page_217'>217</a>, <a href='#Page_248'>248</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Gibson, Consul, iii. 224, 226</li> + + <li class="indx">Gilford, Lieutenant Lord, iii. 1, 20</li> + + <li class="indx">Glanville, Mr., i. 74, 85, 86, 103, 104</li> + + <li class="indx">Gleichen, Count, iii. 25</li> + + <li class="indx">Goldsmith, Captain George, i. 68, 165, 174, 203, 206, 208, + 222, 249; ii. <a href='#Page_68'>68</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Goodwood, ii. <a href='#Page_55'>55</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Gordon, Sir James, ii. <a href='#Page_42'>42</a>, <a href='#Page_57'>57</a></li> + <li class="isub1">General C. G., iii. 245</li> + + <li class="indx">Goschen, Mr., iii. 326</li> + + <li class="indx">Gough, General Sir Hugh, i. 264, 266, 272, 273</li> + + <li class="indx">Gouldisborough, iii. 182</li> + + <li class="indx">Gower, Consul, iii. 299</li> + + <li class="indx">Graham, Captain Charles, i. 331; ii. <a href='#Page_59'>59</a></li> + <li class="isub1">Sir James, i. 119, 164; ii. <a href='#Page_210'>210</a>, <a href='#Page_256'>256</a></li> + <li class="isub1">Lieutenant Stanley, ii. <a href='#Page_230'>230</a>; iii. 1, 3</li> + + <li class="indx">Grancy, Comte G. F. E. de, iii. 227</li> + + <li class="indx" id='Grand_Bessani'>Grand Bessani, i. 212</li> + + <li class="indx">Grant, Captain James Augustus, iii. 41, 46</li> + <li class="isub1">Charles, iii. 11</li> + <li class="isub1">Lieutenant Hope, i. 98, 332, 333</li> + + <li class="indx">Greville, Commander Henry F., i. 68, 69, 77</li> + + <li class="indx">Grey, Admiral Sir Frederick, i. 266, 273, 278; ii. <a href='#Page_216'>216</a>, <a href='#Page_251'>251</a>; iii. 45, 78</li> + <li class="isub1">Sir George, iii. 40, 41, 45, 78, 79</li> + <li class="isub1">Captain Hon. Sir George, i. 22</li> + <li class="isub1">Captain Hon. George, i. 22, 201; ii. <a href='#Page_249'>249</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Gurdon, Lieutenant, iii. 224, 225, 226</li> + + <li class="indx">Guyamas, ii. <a href='#Page_190'>190</a>, <a href='#Page_191'>191</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Gye, Frederick, iii. 25</li> + <li class="isub1">Lieutenant Herbert, iii. 235</li> + + <li class="ifrst">Haddington, Lord, ii. <a href='#Page_30'>30</a>, <a href='#Page_31'>31</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Hakodadi, iii. 159, 161, 219</li> + + <li class="indx">Hall, Captain J., i. 271, 278; iii. 1</li> + + <li class="indx">Halstead, Admiral Sir Lawrence, i. 57</li> + + <li class="indx">Hamilton, Lord Claud, iii. 327</li> + <li class="isub1">Kerr Baillie, i. 82</li> + + <li class="indx">Hankow, iii. 243, 249</li> + + <li class="indx">Hara-Kari, ceremony of the, iii. 182</li> + + <li class="indx">Hardinge, Lieutenant-Colonel, i. 81</li> + + <li class="indx">Hardy, Sir Thomas, i. 69, 119, 164</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Harlequin</span>, i. 60, 61, 184, 197, 200, 264, + 274, 322, 333</li> + + <li class="indx">Harris, Commander Sir W., ii. <a href='#Page_68'>68</a>; iii. 194</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Hartford</span>, iii. 183</li> + + <li class="indx">Hartington, Lord, iii. 322</li> + + <li class="indx">Harvey, Admiral Edward, iii. 40</li> + + <li class="indx">Hastie, ii. <a href='#Page_47'>47</a></li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Hastings</span>, ii. <a href='#Page_128'>128</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Hathorn, John, i. 43, 44</li> + + <li class="indx">Havana, i. 59, 60, 64, 65, 118</li> + + <li class="indx">Hawley, Sir Joseph, i. 248, 249</li> + <li class="isub1">Lady; <i>see</i> Sara Crosbie</li> + + <li class="indx">Hay, Commander John Dalrymple, ii. <a href='#Page_116'>116</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Hayti, i. 61</li> + + <li class="indx">Heki Hone, ii. <a href='#Page_171'>171</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Henderson, Commander Thomas, i. 231, 232</li> + + <li class="indx">Heneage, Admiral, i. 102</li> + <li class="isub1">Captain Algernon C. F., iii. 70, 115, 222, 223, 316</li> + + <li class="indx">Henessey, Pope, iii. 230</li> + + <li class="indx">Herbert, Sir Thomas, i. 264</li> + + <li class="indx">Hewitt, Captain, iii. 192, 283</li> + + <li class="indx">Hickley, Captain, iii. 174</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Highflyer</span>, iii. 8</li> + + <li class="indx">Hill, Colonel, i. 66</li> + <li class="isub1">Dr., iii. 192, 231</li> + <li class="isub1">Captain Sir John, i. 107, 110, 255, 257, 258</li> + <li class="isub1">Lieutenant, i. 228, 232</li> + <li class="isub1">Lady Georgina; <i>see</i> <a href='#Keppel_G'>Keppel</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Hilliers, General Barraguay d’, ii. <a href='#Page_231'>231</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Hillyar, Lady, ii. <a href='#Page_68'>68</a></li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Hind</span>, i. 168, 176, 180, 200</li> + + <li class="indx">Hiogo, iii. 173, 174, 180, 187, 188</li> + + <li class="indx">Hirado Strait, iii. 194</li> + + <li class="indx">Hislop, James, i. 71</li> + + <li class="indx">Hobart Town, ii. <a href='#Page_157'>157</a>, <a href='#Page_160'>160</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Hobhouse, Sir John Cam, i. 97; ii. <a href='#Page_47'>47</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Hockham, ii. <a href='#Page_33'>33</a>, <a href='#Page_37'>37</a>, <a href='#Page_38'>38</a>, <a href='#Page_49'>49</a>, <a href='#Page_61'>61</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Hodgson, General, iii. 119</li> + + <li class="indx">Hogarth, i. 96</li> + + <li class="indx">Holkham, i. 8, 15, 161, 248, 251; iii. 18</li> + + <li class="indx">Holland, H.M. the Queen of, iii. 85</li> + <li class="isub1">Henry, Lord, i. 1</li> + + <li class="indx">Holman, Joseph, i. 85</li> + + <li class="indx">Holyoake, Mr., i. 126, 129</li> + + <li class="indx">Home, Captain Sir Everard, i. 275, 276, 277</li> + + <li class="indx">Honeywood, W. P., i. 97</li> + + <li class="indx">Hong Kong, i. 264, 278, 280, 322, 325-327, 331, + 337; ii. <a href='#Page_113'>113</a>-<a href='#Page_115'>115</a>; iii. 9, 113, 129, 172, 180, 186, + 220, 231, 234, 311</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Hong-Kong</span>, iii. 1, 2, 4, 8</li> + + <li class="indx">Hooghly River, i. 155</li> + + <li class="indx">Hook, Theodore, i. 121</li> + + <li class="indx">Hope, Captain, ii. <a href='#Page_73'>73</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Hornby, Sir E., iii. 296</li> + <li class="isub1">James G. P., i. 22</li> + <li class="isub1">Admiral Sir Phipps, ii. <a href='#Page_181'>181</a>, <a href='#Page_195'>195</a>, <a href='#Page_131'>131</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Horsey, Captain Algernon de, iii. 44, 45-55</li> + + <li class="indx">Horton, Captain Frederick Wilmot, i. 274, 276, 294, 296, 297, 312-316, + 325; ii. <a href='#Page_40'>40</a>, <a href='#Page_256'>256</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Hoste, Admiral Sir William, i. 15, 22; ii. <a href='#Page_42'>42</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Howard, Commander Hon. Edward, i. 199</li> + + <li class="indx">Howden, Lord, ii. <a href='#Page_73'>73</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Hughes, Colonel, i. 93</li> + + <li class="indx">Hume, David, ii. <a href='#Page_44'>44</a>, <a href='#Page_63'>63</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Hunn, Captain Frederick, i. 25, 26, 33, 36, 55, 65, + 168</li> + + <li class="indx">Hunt, Captain James, i. 304; ii. <a href='#Page_239'>239</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Huntingfield, Lord, iii. 323</li> + + <li class="indx">Hussein, Seriff, ii. <a href='#Page_95'>95</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Hutton, Lieutenant Frederick, i. 119, 124, 136, 157, 200</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Hydra</span>, ii. <a href='#Page_65'>65</a></li> + + <li class="ifrst">Ibbetson, Robert, i. 147</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Icarus</span>, iii. 170, 222</li> + + <li class="indx">Ichaboa Island, iii. 68</li> + + <li class="indx">Illanuns, the, i. 294</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Inconstant</span>, ii. <a href='#Page_181'>181</a></li> + + <li class="indx">India, ii. <a href='#Page_62'>62</a></li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Inflexible</span>, ii. <a href='#Page_115'>115</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Ingestre, Captain Lord, i. 169, 176, 177, 187</li> + <li class="isub1">Lady Sarah, i. 187</li> + + <li class="indx">Inglefield, Admiral, ii. <a href='#Page_76'>76</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Inglis, Bishop J., i. 52, 53</li> + + <li class="indx">Inkerman, ii. <a href='#Page_259'>259</a>, <a href='#Page_280'>280</a></li> + + <li class="ifrst">Jaffer, Seriff, i. 311, 317; ii. <a href='#Page_2'>2</a>, <a href='#Page_19'>19</a>, <a href='#Page_21'>21</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Jago, Commissary-General, i. 79</li> + + <li class="indx">Java, ii. <a href='#Page_131'>131</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Jenkins, Lieutenant Robert, i. 333; ii. <a href='#Page_3'>3</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Jephson, Dr., i. 253</li> + + <li class="indx">Jerdan, Mr., ii. <a href='#Page_30'>30</a>, <a href='#Page_62'>62</a>, <a href='#Page_63'>63</a></li> + + <li class="indx">“John Company,” i. 133, 134</li> + + <li class="indx">Johnson, C., ii. <a href='#Page_3'>3</a></li> + <li class="isub1">Lieutenant W. F., iii. 1</li> + + <li class="indx">Johore, the Tumongong of, iii. 122</li> + + <li class="indx">Joinville, Prince de, i. 201</li> + + <li class="indx">Jones, Sir Harry, ii. <a href='#Page_284'>284</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Jones, Commodore Oliver, iii. 129, 220</li> + + <li class="indx">Jonos, the, iii. 165</li> + + <li class="ifrst">Kaga, Prince, iii. 169</li> + + <li class="indx">Kalamanta Bay, i. 180</li> + + <li class="indx">Kapiti Island, ii. <a href='#Page_171'>171</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Karabonu, Cape, i. 168, 176</li> + + <li class="indx">Karangan, ii. <a href='#Page_16'>16</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Kazatch, ii. <a href='#Page_262'>262</a>, <a href='#Page_266'>266</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Kearney, Major, iii. 2</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Kearsage</span>, iii. 83</li> + + <li class="indx">Kellett, Admiral Sir H., iii. 310</li> + + <li class="indx">Kempt, General Sir James, i. 54</li> + + <li class="indx">Kent, H.R.H. the Duchess of, iii. 36</li> + + <li class="indx" id='Keppel'>KEPPEL, ADMIRAL OF THE FLEET SIR HENRY:—</li> + <li class="isub1">Birth, i. 1</li> + <li class="isub1">Christening, i. 1</li> + <li class="isub1">School-days, i. 2-5</li> + <li class="isub1">Choice of a career, i. 7</li> + <li class="isub1">Preparation for the Navy, i. 14</li> + <li class="isub1">Enters the Royal Naval College, Gosport, i. 16</li> + <li class="isub1">First voyage, i. 27</li> + <li class="isub1">Marries Catherine, daughter of Sir George Crosbie, i. 249</li> + <li class="isub1">Marries Jane Elizabeth West, iii. 80</li> + <li class="isub1">Appointments in H.M. Navy—</li> + <li class="isub2">Midshipman, i. 25</li> + <li class="isub2">Mate, i. 79</li> + <li class="isub2">Lieutenant, i. 86</li> + <li class="isub2">Commander, i. 158</li> + <li class="isub2">Commodore, ii. <a href='#Page_322'>322</a></li> + <li class="isub2">Admiral, iii. 15</li> + <li class="isub1">Ships:—</li> + <li class="isub2"><span class='ships'>Childers</span>, i. 164</li> + <li class="isub2"><span class='ships'>Colossus</span>, ii. <a href='#Page_312'>312</a></li> + <li class="isub2"><span class='ships'>Cumberland</span>, iii. 115</li> + <li class="isub2"><span class='ships'>Dido</span>, i. 255</li> + <li class="isub2"><span class='ships'>Forte</span>, iii. 39</li> + <li class="isub2"><span class='ships'>Galatea</span>, i. 100</li> + <li class="isub2"><span class='ships'>Magicienne</span>, i. 119</li> + <li class="isub2"><span class='ships'>Mæander</span>, ii. <a href='#Page_58'>58</a></li> + <li class="isub2"><span class='ships'>Manilla</span>, iii. 143</li> + <li class="isub2"><span class='ships'>Pearl</span>, iii. 135</li> + <li class="isub2"><span class='ships'>Pelorus</span>, iii. 144</li> + <li class="isub2"><span class='ships'>Princess Charlotte</span>, iii. 130, 172</li> + <li class="isub2"><span class='ships'>Raleigh</span>, ii. <a href='#Page_324'>324</a></li> + <li class="isub2"><span class='ships'>Rattler</span>, iii. 143</li> + <li class="isub2"><span class='ships'>Rodney</span>, ii. <a href='#Page_276'>276</a>; iii. 173</li> + <li class="isub2"><span class='ships'>St. Jean d’Acre</span>, ii. <a href='#Page_208'>208</a></li> + <li class="isub2"><span class='ships'>Tweed</span>, i. 25, 66</li> + <li class="isub1">Naval stations commanded by:—</li> + <li class="isub2">The Cape, iii. 39</li> + <li class="isub2">China, iii. 113</li> + <li class="isub2">Crimea, Naval Brigade, ii. <a href='#Page_284'>284</a></li> + <li class="isub2">Devonport, iii. 330</li> + <li class="isub2">S.E. America, iii. 71</li> + <li class="isub2">Straits Settlements, ii. <a href='#Page_77'>77</a></li> + <li class="isub1">Honours:—</li> + <li class="isub2">C.B., ii. <a href='#Page_314'>314</a></li> + <li class="isub2">K.C.B., iii. 15</li> + <li class="isub2">G.C.B., iii. 326</li> + <li class="isub2">D.C.L. Oxford, iii. 324-326</li> + + <li class="indx" id='Lady_Keppel'><span class="smcap">Keppel</span>, Lady (Catherine Crosbie), i. 249, 251, 253; ii. <a href='#Page_27'>27</a>, <a href='#Page_56'>56</a>, + <a href='#Page_57'>57</a>, <a href='#Page_88'>88</a>, <a href='#Page_202'>202</a>, <a href='#Page_207'>207</a>, <a href='#Page_208'>208</a>, <a href='#Page_328'>328</a>; + iii. 18, 35</li> + + <li class="indx" id='Keppel_J'><span class="smcap">Keppel</span>, Lady (Jane West), iii. 80, 95, 114, 230</li> + <li class="isub1" id='Keppel_A'>Anne, i. 47, 67, 247, 249; ii. <a href='#Page_23'>23</a></li> + <li class="isub1">Augustus, Admiral Lord, i. 8, 59, 326</li> + <li class="isub1" id='Keppel_Au'>Augustus Frederick, i. 254</li> + <li class="isub1">Captain Hon. Colin Richard, iii. 80, 95, 116, 230, 231, + 273</li> + <li class="isub1">Rev. Edward, i. 67, 203; ii. <a href='#Page_50'>50</a>; iii. 19</li> + <li class="isub1">Frances, i. 254</li> + <li class="isub1" id='Keppel_GT'>George Thomas, i. 1, 5, 6, 85, 251, 253; + ii. <a href='#Page_59'>59</a>, <a href='#Page_61'>61</a></li> + <li class="isub1" id='Keppel_G'>Georgina, i. 66</li> + <li class="isub1">Leicester, ii. <a href='#Page_61'>61</a>, <a href='#Page_69'>69</a></li> + <li class="isub1">Maria Walpole, iii. 98, 230, 275</li> + <li class="isub1" id='Keppel_M'>Mary, i. 1, 66, 93</li> + <li class="isub1">Sophia, i. 4</li> + <li class="isub1">Thomas Robert, i. 2, 4, 7, 22, 46, 47, 67, + 81, 86; ii. <a href='#Page_29'>29</a>, <a href='#Page_45'>45</a>, <a href='#Page_50'>50</a>, <a href='#Page_81'>81</a></li> + <li class="isub1">William, General, i. 59</li> + <li class="isub1">family of, i. 7</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class="smcap">Keppel</span>; <i>see</i> <a href='#Albemarle'>Albemarle</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Kertch, ii. <a href='#Page_267'>267</a>, <a href='#Page_270'>270</a>-<a href='#Page_272'>272</a></li> + + <li class="indx" id='Khersonese'>Khersonese, ii. <a href='#Page_258'>258</a>, <a href='#Page_263'>263</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Khoulalonkorn, King, iii. 229</li> + + <li class="indx">Kiel Harbour, ii. <a href='#Page_240'>240</a></li> + + <li class="indx">King, Admiral Sir Durnford, ii. <a href='#Page_60'>60</a>, <a href='#Page_67'>67</a></li> + <li class="isub1">Admiral George, ii. <a href='#Page_276'>276</a>; iii. 113, 114, 121</li> + <li class="isub1">Captain Philip, ii. <a href='#Page_134'>134</a>, <a href='#Page_169'>169</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Kingsley, Charles, iii. 114</li> + + <li class="indx">Kingston, Jamaica, i. 60</li> + + <li class="indx">Kinmel, i. 93, 162</li> + + <li class="indx">Kissang River, i. 135</li> + + <li class="indx">Knollys, Sir Francis, iii. 323</li> + + <li class="indx">Knox, Lieutenant Thomas Owen, i. 119, 120, 124</li> + + <li class="indx">Kobe, iii. 298</li> + + <li class="indx">Korbé; <i>see</i> <a href='#Corve'>Corvé</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Korea, iii. 194</li> + + <li class="indx">Kororareka (Russell), N.Z., ii. <a href='#Page_171'>171</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Korsakof, General, iii. 195, 208</li> + + <li class="indx">Kronstadt, ii. <a href='#Page_230'>230</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Kuching; <i>see</i> <a href='#Sarawak'>Sarawak</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Kung, the Prince of, iii. 226</li> + + + <li class="ifrst">Labuan, ii. <a href='#Page_30'>30</a>, <a href='#Page_63'>63</a>, <a href='#Page_76'>76</a>, <a href='#Page_82'>82</a>, <a href='#Page_87'>87</a>, <a href='#Page_90'>90</a>, <a href='#Page_125'>125</a>, + <a href='#Page_127'>127</a>; iii. 126, 230</li> + + <li class="indx">Lagos, i. 238, 241, 242</li> + + <li class="indx">Lahon, Cape, i. 210, 211</li> + + <li class="indx">Lake, Admiral W. T., i. 54</li> + + <li class="indx">Lambrick, Captain, ii. <a href='#Page_144'>144</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Landon, Laetitia Elizabeth, i. 221</li> + + <li class="indx">Lansdowne, Lord, ii. <a href='#Page_59'>59</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Lante Bay, i. 170</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>La Place</span>, iii. 162, 177</li> + + <li class="indx">Lawrence, Captain, i. 182</li> + + <li class="indx">Leicester, Earl of; <i>see</i> <a href='#Coke_T'>Coke, Thomas William</a></li> + <li class="isub1">Countess of; <i>see</i> <a href='#Keppel_A'>Hon. Anne Keppel</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Leighton, Vice-Chancellor, iii. 324</li> + + <li class="indx">Leithbridge, Misses, ii. <a href='#Page_55'>55</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Le Marchant, Major, i. 75</li> + + <li class="indx">Lennard, Sir Thomas, ii. <a href='#Page_45'>45</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Leopold, H.R.H. Prince, i. 53; iii. 36</li> + + <li class="indx">Lescanca, Brigadier, i. 189</li> + + <li class="indx">Lesseps, Ferdinand de, iii. 118</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Leven</span>, iii. 234</li> + + <li class="indx">Lexham Hall, i. 7</li> + + <li class="indx">Lichfield, Thomas, Lord, i. 7, 162</li> + + <li class="indx">Li Hung Chang, iii. 245</li> + + <li class="indx">Lima, General, i. 41</li> + + <li class="indx">Linga River, ii. <a href='#Page_2'>2</a>, <a href='#Page_19'>19</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Lingghi River, i. 135</li> + + <li class="indx">Linn, Mandarin, i. 264</li> + + <li class="indx">Lisbon, i. 103, 184</li> + + <li class="indx">Lissa, i. 22</li> + + <li class="indx">Livingstone, Dr. David, iii. 67</li> + + <li class="indx">Lloyd, Mr., i. 125</li> + <li class="isub1">Lieutenant, iii. 235</li> + + <li class="indx">Loch, Captain Granville, i. 260, 261, 262, 263, 270, + 272</li> + + <li class="indx">Lockyer, Commander Nicholas, C.B., i. 167; ii. <a href='#Page_116'>116</a></li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>London</span>, iii. 110</li> + + <li class="indx">Loring, Captain John Wentworth, i. 16, 17</li> + + <li class="indx">Louis Philippe, King, ii. <a href='#Page_76'>76</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Louise, H.R.H. Princess, iii. 38</li> + + <li class="indx">Low, Hugh, ii. <a href='#Page_82'>82</a>, <a href='#Page_126'>126</a>, <a href='#Page_230'>230</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Lowe, Robert, iii. 325</li> + + <li class="indx">Lukin, Admiral, i. 7, 14</li> + + <li class="indx">Lupar River, ii. <a href='#Page_6'>6</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Lushington, Rt. Hon. Stephen, i. 148</li> + + <li class="indx">Lyall, Sir Charles, ii. <a href='#Page_215'>215</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Lyemoon Pass, iii. 182</li> + + <li class="indx">Lynedoch, Lord, i. 54</li> + + <li class="indx">Lyons, Admiral Sir Edmund, ii. <a href='#Page_211'>211</a>, <a href='#Page_256'>256</a>, <a href='#Page_267'>267</a></li> + + <li class="ifrst">Macao, i. 264, 327; ii. <a href='#Page_120'>120</a>; iii. 1, 8, 9, 130, 222</li> + + <li class="indx">M‘Arthur, Captain, ii. <a href='#Page_132'>132</a>, <a href='#Page_144'>144</a></li> + + <li class="indx">M‘Clure, Sir Robert, iii. 8</li> + + <li class="indx">Macdonald, Sir James, i. 4; iii. 323</li> + + <li class="indx">MacDonnell, Sir Richard, iii. 129, 231</li> + + <li class="indx">Mackenzie, Consul, i. 61</li> + + <li class="indx">Macota, ii. <a href='#Page_20'>20</a></li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Madagascar</span>, i. 165, 170</li> + + <li class="indx">Madeira; <i>see</i> <a href='#Funchal_Roads'>Funchal Roads</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Madras, i. 133, 134, 148, 150, 157, 158</li> + + <li class="indx">Madrid, i. 186</li> + + <li class="indx">Madura, ii. <a href='#Page_131'>131</a></li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Mæander</span>, ii. <a href='#Page_58'>58</a>, <a href='#Page_60'>60</a>, <a href='#Page_81'>81</a>, <a href='#Page_115'>115</a>, <a href='#Page_126'>126</a>, <a href='#Page_130'>130</a>, + <a href='#Page_155'>155</a>, <a href='#Page_200'>200</a>, <a href='#Page_201'>201</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Magellan, Straits of, ii. <a href='#Page_195'>195</a>-<a href='#Page_199'>199</a></li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Magicienne</span>, i. 118, 119, 133, 153, 200</li> + + <li class="indx">Magin, Captain, iii. 1</li> + + <li class="indx">Mahé, Port, iii. 63</li> + + <li class="indx">Mahébourg, iii. 63</li> + + <li class="indx">Maitland, Admiral Sir F. L., K.C.B., i. 165, 167</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Malabar</span>, i. 169, 171, 183, 184</li> + + <li class="indx">Malacca, i. 134, 135, 137, 150, 157; ii. <a href='#Page_24'>24</a>, <a href='#Page_334'>334</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Malaga, i. 185, 186, 188, 190, 196</li> + + <li class="indx">Malakoff, ii. <a href='#Page_274'>274</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Malanga, ii. <a href='#Page_172'>172</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Maldanado Roads, i. 43</li> + + <li class="indx">Mallewali, ii. <a href='#Page_96'>96</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Malone, Lieutenant, i. 17</li> + + <li class="indx">Malta, i. 75, 168, 184, 200; ii. <a href='#Page_249'>249</a>; iii. 117</li> + + <li class="indx">Mambahennan, ii. <a href='#Page_100'>100</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Mamelon, ii. <a href='#Page_273'>273</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Manao, iii. 169</li> + + <li class="indx">Manchester, Duke and Duchess of, i. 57; iii. 322, 323</li> + + <li class="indx">Manila, i. 327; ii. <a href='#Page_124'>124</a>; iii. 230</li> + + <li class="indx">Maratabu River, ii. <a href='#Page_23'>23</a></li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Mariner</span>, ii. <a href='#Page_77'>77</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Marjoribanks, Dr., i. 326</li> + + <li class="indx">Marmora, Sea of, ii. <a href='#Page_249'>249</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Marseilles, i. 222</li> + + <li class="indx">Martin, Admiral, ii. <a href='#Page_239'>239</a></li> + <li class="isub1">Captain George, i. 169</li> + <li class="isub1">Surgeon William, i. 75</li> + + <li class="indx">Matapan, Cape, i. 180</li> + + <li class="indx">Mataxa, Count, iii. 99</li> + + <li class="indx">Mathieson, Commander, ii. <a href='#Page_78'>78</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Maul, Fox; <i>see</i> <a href='#Panmure'>Panmure, Lord</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Mauritius, i. 85, 260; iii. 63</li> + + <li class="indx">Maxwell, Sir Benson, iii. 317</li> + + <li class="indx">Maxwell, Rev. Dr., iii. 223</li> + + <li class="indx">Mayatchni Island, iii. 195</li> + + <li class="indx">Maynard family, the, i. 164</li> + + <li class="indx">Mazatlan, ii. <a href='#Page_185'>185</a>, <a href='#Page_188'>188</a></li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Medea</span>, ii. <a href='#Page_116'>116</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Medhurst, Sir Walter, iii. 221, 239</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Medusa</span>, i. 266, 274</li> + + <li class="indx">Melville Island, ii. <a href='#Page_134'>134</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Menai Suspension Bridge, i. 94</li> + + <li class="indx">Menschikoff, Admiral Prince, ii. <a href='#Page_240'>240</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Mexico, city of, i. 56, 64</li> + <li class="isub1">Gulf of, i. 57</li> + + <li class="indx">Meyerbeer, iii. 25</li> + + <li class="indx">Miako, iii. 174, 175, 180</li> + + <li class="indx">Michi, Mr., iii. 238</li> + + <li class="indx">Mikado, the, iii. 190, 290</li> + + <li class="indx">Millett family, the, i. 253</li> + + <li class="indx">Milo, i. 68, 176</li> + + <li class="indx">Mina, Captain-General, i. 188, 196</li> + <li class="isub1">Doña, i. 196</li> + + <li class="indx">Ming Tombs, the, iii. 172</li> + + <li class="indx">Minorca, i. 14</li> + + <li class="indx">Minto, Lord, i. 255</li> + + <li class="indx">Minwaji-no-Mia, Prince, iii. 286</li> + + <li class="indx">Mitford, Bertram, iii. 268, 286, 290</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Modeste</span>, i. 243, 277</li> + + <li class="indx">Moluccas Islands, ii. <a href='#Page_147'>147</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Montagu, Oliver, iii. 323</li> + + <li class="indx">Montague, Admiral Sir William, i. 169, 171, 184; ii. <a href='#Page_205'>205</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Montenegro, the Marquis of, i. 195</li> + + <li class="indx">Moore, Admiral Sir Graham, G.C.B., i. 260</li> + <li class="isub1">General Sir John, i. 260</li> + + <li class="indx">Moorsom, Captain, ii. <a href='#Page_285'>285</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Moowar, the Rajah of, i. 136, 137, 139-146</li> + <li class="isub1">River, i. 135; ii. <a href='#Page_24'>24</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Moriataba River, i. 295</li> + + <li class="indx">Mozambique Harbour, iii. 55</li> + + <li class="indx">Muda Hassim, Rajah, i. 299, 300, 301, 306, 307, 319, + 339; ii. <a href='#Page_42'>42</a>, <a href='#Page_84'>84</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Mulla, Seriff, i. 312; ii. <a href='#Page_6'>6</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Mundy, Captain, i. 157, 172</li> + + <li class="indx">Murrundum Island, i. 294</li> + + <li class="indx">Musemberg, i. 73</li> + + <li class="ifrst">Nagasaki, iii. 144, 145, 170, 191, 192, 220, + 300</li> + + <li class="indx">Najassi, iii. 201</li> + + <li class="indx">Nakoda Bahar, ii. <a href='#Page_6'>6</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Nanbu Harbour, iii. 158</li> + + <li class="indx">Nancowry Harbour, i. 134, 285</li> + + <li class="indx">Nanking, i. 270, 271; iii. 239</li> + + <li class="indx">Nankow, iii. 172</li> + + <li class="indx">Nanning, i. 134, 135</li> + + <li class="indx">Napier, Admiral Sir Charles John, K.C.B., i. 101, 102, 107, 117, 167, + 247; ii. <a href='#Page_53'>53</a>, <a href='#Page_57'>57</a>, <a href='#Page_226'>226</a>, <a href='#Page_228'>228</a></li> + <li class="isub1">William, i. 288; ii. <a href='#Page_24'>24</a>, <a href='#Page_64'>64</a>, <a href='#Page_67'>67</a>, <a href='#Page_87'>87</a></li> + + <li class="indx" id='Napoleon'>Napoleon, i. 1, 86, 90, 253</li> + + <li class="indx">Napper, Surgeon James, i. 71</li> + + <li class="indx">Nash, Lieutenant Charles, i. 70</li> + + <li class="indx">Natunas, i. 294, 296, 297</li> + + <li class="indx">Navarino, i. 68</li> + + <li class="indx">Nelson, Rev. Edmund, i. 15</li> + <li class="isub1">Lord, i. 13, 15, 24; ii. <a href='#Page_267'>267</a></li> + + <li class="indx">New Guinea, ii. <a href='#Page_148'>148</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Newman, Sir Robert, ii. <a href='#Page_276'>276</a></li> + + <li class="indx">New Spain, i. 64</li> + + <li class="indx">New Zealand, ii. <a href='#Page_152'>152</a>, <a href='#Page_169'>169</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Nicholai, iii. 192, 206</li> + + <li class="indx">Nicholas I., Czar, ii. <a href='#Page_258'>258</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Nicholson, Port, ii. <a href='#Page_169'>169</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Nicobar Islands, i. 134, 284</li> + + <li class="indx">Nigata, iii. 167</li> + + <li class="indx">Nightingale, Miss Florence, ii. <a href='#Page_251'>251</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Ning Po, i. 279</li> + + <li class="indx">Noad, Lieutenant Arthur, i. 113, 203, 257</li> + + <li class="indx">Nogueras, General, i. 188</li> + + <li class="indx">Norfolk Island, ii. <a href='#Page_165'>165</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Norman, Colonel, iii. 296</li> + + <li class="indx">Norris, Sir William, i. 285, 289</li> + + <li class="indx">Northumberland, Duke of, i. 49</li> + + <li class="indx">Norton, Mrs., i. 260</li> + + <li class="indx">Nova Scotia, i. 52</li> + + <li class="indx">Novogorod Harbour, iii. 194</li> + + <li class="indx">Nwajima, Prince, iii. 293</li> + + <li class="ifrst"><span class='ships'>Ocean</span>, iii. 179, 277</li> + + <li class="indx">O’Donnell, Colonel, i. 192</li> + + <li class="indx">Ohier, Admiral Marie Gustave, iii. 180, 227</li> + + <li class="indx">Oldfield, Lieutenant R. Brice, ii. <a href='#Page_59'>59</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Ommaney, Admiral Sir John, ii. <a href='#Page_209'>209</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Onrust Island, ii. <a href='#Page_130'>130</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Ord, Sir Henry, iii. 316</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Orestes</span>, i. 180, 197, 200</li> + + <li class="indx">Orizaba Mountain, i. 62</li> + + <li class="indx">Osaka, iii. 174, 179, 180, 186, 190, 220, + 298</li> + + <li class="indx">Osmond, John, i. 84</li> + + <li class="indx">Otho, King of Greece, i. 179</li> + + <li class="indx">Ou-teng-foi, iii. 235, 236</li> + + <li class="indx">Owen, Admiral Sir E. W., i. 127, 128</li> + + + <li class="ifrst">Paddi, town, i. 317</li> + + <li class="indx">Paget, Commander Charles, i. 94</li> + <li class="isub1">Clarence, ii. <a href='#Page_264'>264</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Pakington, Sir John, iii. 113</li> + + <li class="indx">Pakoo, i. 318</li> + + <li class="indx">Palmas, Cape, i. 211</li> + + <li class="indx">Palmerston, Lord, i. 185; ii. <a href='#Page_123'>123</a>, <a href='#Page_182'>182</a>, <a href='#Page_256'>256</a>; iii. 28, 29, 32, + 100</li> + + <li class="indx" id='Panmure'>Panmure, Lord, i. 162; iii. 15-17</li> + + <li class="indx">Papua, ii. <a href='#Page_148'>148</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Parker, Rev. Dr., i. 281</li> + <li class="isub1">Admiral Sir William Hyde, i. 191, 193, 195, 198, 254, 264, + 266, 271, 272, 273, 278, 325; + ii. <a href='#Page_27'>27</a>, <a href='#Page_31'>31</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Parkes, Sir Henry, i. 264, 278; iii. 148, 150, 168, 169, 174, + 179, 181, 187, 188, 273, 297, + 328</li> + + <li class="indx">Paros, i. 179</li> + + <li class="indx">Parseval Deschênes; <i>see</i> <a href='#Deschenes'>Deschênes</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Partridge, family, i. 5; ii. <a href='#Page_49'>49</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Partridge, C., ii. <a href='#Page_61'>61</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Paterson, Mr., i. 66, 67</li> + + <li class="indx">Patingi, Ali, ii. <a href='#Page_7'>7</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Patterson, Admiral, i. 52</li> + <li class="isub1">Charles, i. 52</li> + + <li class="indx">Patusen, ii. <a href='#Page_2'>2</a>, <a href='#Page_3'>3</a>, <a href='#Page_5'>5</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Pechell, Captain, ii. <a href='#Page_299'>299</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Peck, Henry and George, i. 73</li> + + <li class="indx">Pedro, Don, i. 40</li> + + <li class="indx">Peel, Sir Lawrence, i. 335</li> + + <li class="indx">Peiho River, iii. 171</li> + + <li class="indx">Peking, i. 81; iii. 144, 171, 259</li> + + <li class="indx">Pelham, Dudley, i. 166</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Pelican</span>, i. 226, 231, 242, 277</li> + + <li class="indx">Pell, Sir Watkin, ii. <a href='#Page_43'>43</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Pelorus, ii. <a href='#Page_144'>144</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Penang, i. 146, 149, 282, 333, 337; ii. <a href='#Page_334'>334</a>; iii. 14, 120, + 229, 318</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Penelope</span>, iii. 283</li> + + <li class="indx">Penguin Island, i. 203, 208</li> + + <li class="indx">Percy, Admiral Hon. Josceline, ii. <a href='#Page_199'>199</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Percy, Captain Joseph, i. 169, 176</li> + + <li class="indx">Perim, iii. 118, 119</li> + + <li class="indx">Pernambuco, i. 41, 42</li> + + <li class="indx">Perote, i. 64</li> + + <li class="indx">Perry, Dare and Co., Messrs., i. 135</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Perseus</span>, iii. 234</li> + + <li class="indx">Petropaulovski, i. 178; iii. 208</li> + + <li class="indx">Pettigrew, Dr., i. 100</li> + + <li class="indx">Pfingsten, Major, iii. 195</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Phlegethon</span>, i. 278; ii. <a href='#Page_1'>1</a>, <a href='#Page_3'>3</a>, <a href='#Page_6'>6</a>, <a href='#Page_77'>77</a>, <a href='#Page_84'>84</a>, <a href='#Page_234'>234</a></li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Piraeus</span>, the, i. 178</li> + + <li class="indx">Plampin, Admiral, i. 48</li> + + <li class="indx">Plumridge, Admiral J. H., i. 119, 121, 135; ii. <a href='#Page_76'>76</a>, <a href='#Page_231'>231</a>; iii. 130</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Plymouth</span>, ii. <a href='#Page_121'>121</a></li> + + <li class="indx" id='Point'>Point de Galle, iii. 14, 119, 318</li> + + <li class="indx">Po-leng, iii. 235</li> + + <li class="indx">Polkinghorne, Commander James, i. 79</li> + + <li class="indx">Pomony, iii. 56</li> + + <li class="indx">Pontranini, ii. <a href='#Page_20'>20</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Poore, Sir E., ii. <a href='#Page_41'>41</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Popham, Commander Brunswick, i. 226, 231, 232, 242, 243</li> + + <li class="indx">Popoe, Little, i. 235, 236</li> + + <li class="indx">Porchester Castle, i. 52</li> + + <li class="indx">Porirua, Cape, ii. <a href='#Page_171'>171</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Port-au-Prince, i. 61</li> + + <li class="indx">Portendick, i. 202</li> + + <li class="indx">Porter, Captain, i. 98</li> + + <li class="indx">Port Jackson, ii. <a href='#Page_152'>152</a>, <a href='#Page_153'>153</a></li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Portland</span>, i. 178, 180</li> + + <li class="indx">Port Louis, i. 77, 79, 85</li> + + <li class="indx">Port Mahon, i. 194</li> + + <li class="indx">Port Nicholson, ii. <a href='#Page_171'>171</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Porto Praya, i. 69, 204</li> + + <li class="indx">Port Royal, Jamaica, i. 57, 60, 62, 112, 113</li> + + <li class="indx">Posietta Bay, iii. 194</li> + + <li class="indx">Potoo, i. 278</li> + + <li class="indx">Pottinger, Sir Henry, i. 264, 271, 272, 273, 278, 322</li> + <li class="isub1">Major, i. 327</li> + + <li class="indx">Price, Captain David, i. 178</li> + + <li class="indx">Prince Edward’s Island, ii. <a href='#Page_73'>73</a></li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Princess Charlotte</span>, i. 52; iii. 129, 130, 220</li> + + <li class="indx">Prince’s Island, i. 224, 225, 229, 237, 244</li> + + <li class="indx" id='PrincessRoyal'>Princess Royal, the, i. 253; iii. 114, 121</li> + + <li class="indx">Province Wellesley, i. 283</li> + + <li class="indx">Pulo Sabu, i. 288</li> + + <li class="ifrst">Queensberry, Marquis of, iii. 40</li> + + <li class="indx">Quidenham, i. 1, 8, 9, 93; ii. <a href='#Page_56'>56</a>, <a href='#Page_65'>65</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Quin, Captain Michael, ii. <a href='#Page_23'>23</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Quitta, i. 235, 240</li> + + <li class="ifrst">Raffles, Sir Stamford, i. 285; ii. <a href='#Page_76'>76</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Raffles Bay, ii. <a href='#Page_134'>134</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Raglan, Lord, ii. <a href='#Page_256'>256</a>, <a href='#Page_264'>264</a>, <a href='#Page_275'>275</a></li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Raleigh</span>, ii. <a href='#Page_324'>324</a>, <a href='#Page_336'>336</a>; iii. 2, 8</li> + + <li class="indx">Ramsay, Captain, ii. <a href='#Page_235'>235</a></li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Ranee</span>, ii. <a href='#Page_86'>86</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Ranelagh, Lord, i. 196</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Rattler</span>, iii. 190, 227</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Rattlesnake</span>, ii. <a href='#Page_153'>153</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Read, Lieutenant Charles B., ii. <a href='#Page_58'>58</a>, <a href='#Page_72'>72</a></li> + <li class="isub1">W. H., i. 289; iii. 317</li> + <li class="isub1">Lieutenant (U.S.N.), iii. 177</li> + + <li class="indx">Redan, the, ii. <a href='#Page_274'>274</a>, <a href='#Page_299'>299</a>-<a href='#Page_304'>304</a></li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Revenge</span>, i. 200</li> + + <li class="indx">Reynolds, Admiral Barrington, ii. <a href='#Page_199'>199</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Rice, Edward, i. 169, 248, 260, 264, 274, 277</li> + <li class="isub1">family, the, i. 248</li> + + <li class="indx">Rich, Henry, i. 96</li> + + <li class="indx">Richmond, Duke of, i. 72, 253</li> + <li class="isub1">Duchess of, i. 72</li> + + <li class="indx">Rigby, Colonel, iii. 62, 63</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Rinaldo</span>, iii. 187, 221, 222, 234</li> + + <li class="indx">Rio de Janeiro, i. 36, 42, 43, 123; ii. <a href='#Page_72'>72</a>, <a href='#Page_198'>198</a>; + iii. 42, 75</li> + + <li class="indx">Rio de la Plata, i. 43</li> + + <li class="indx">Risk, W. B., iii. 145</li> + + <li class="indx">Rivers, Lieutenant, ii. <a href='#Page_47'>47</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Roberts, Captain Sir Samuel, i. 168, 180</li> + + <li class="indx">Robinson, Commander, iii. 221</li> + <li class="isub1">Sir Hercules, iii. 319</li> + + <li class="indx">Roches, M., iii. 174, 180, 188</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Rodney</span>, i. 191, 192, 193, 196, 197, 200; + ii. <a href='#Page_276'>276</a>, <a href='#Page_304'>304</a>; iii. 173, 177, 180, 222, 247, 276, + 323, 324</li> + + <li class="indx">Rodyk, Jack, iii. 318</li> + + <li class="indx">Roe, Sir Frederick and Lady, ii. <a href='#Page_45'>45</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Rokeby, General Lord, ii. <a href='#Page_246'>246</a>, <a href='#Page_255'>255</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Romney family, the, i. 257</li> + + <li class="indx">Rose, Sir Hugh, iii. 14</li> + + <li class="indx">Rosebery, Lord, i. 7</li> + + <li class="indx">Rouen, Baron de Forth, ii. <a href='#Page_117'>117</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Rougemont, Lieutenant, iii. 187</li> + + <li class="indx">Rous, Admiral Hon. Henry, i. 87, 90; iii. 20</li> + + <li class="indx">Rowley, Sir Charles, ii. <a href='#Page_27'>27</a></li> + <li class="isub1">Admiral Sir Josias, i. 168, 180, 182, 183, 185, 201, + 247; ii. <a href='#Page_39'>39</a></li> + <li class="isub1">Josias (junior), i. 261</li> + <li class="isub1">Admiral Samuel, ii. <a href='#Page_32'>32</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Roy, Captain, iii. 186</li> + + <li class="indx">Rubielo, i. 188</li> + + <li class="indx">Ryder, Captain A. P., ii. <a href='#Page_230'>230</a></li> + + <li class="ifrst">Sacrificios, i. 114</li> + + <li class="indx">Sadong River, i. 311; ii. <a href='#Page_85'>85</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Saghalien Island, iii. 194, 198</li> + + <li class="indx">Sahib, Seriff, ii. <a href='#Page_2'>2</a>, <a href='#Page_5'>5</a>, <a href='#Page_20'>20</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Saigon, iii. 227</li> + + <li class="indx">St. Angelo, Cape, i. 178</li> + + <li class="indx">St. Barbara River, i. 227</li> + + <li class="indx">San Domingo, i. 16, 61, 163</li> + + <li class="indx">St. Helena, i. 90</li> + + <li class="indx">St. Jago de Cuba, i. 33, 61, 69, 204, 261</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>St. Jean d’Acre</span>, ii. <a href='#Page_208'>208</a>, <a href='#Page_233'>233</a>, <a href='#Page_243'>243</a></li> + + <li class="indx">St. John, Sir Spenser, ii. <a href='#Page_69'>69</a></li> + + <li class="indx">St. Juan d’Ulloa, i. 62</li> + + <li class="indx">St. Paul’s, Cape, i. 235, 238</li> + <li class="isub1">Island, i. 123</li> + <li class="isub1">Roads, i. 85</li> + + <li class="indx" id='San_Salvador'>San Salvador, i. 38, 39, 40; iii. 77, 78</li> + + <li class="indx">St. Thomas Island, i. 229; iii. 73</li> + + <li class="indx">St. Vincent, i. 97, 107</li> + + <li class="indx">Sakai, iii. 186, 187</li> + + <li class="indx">Salamanca, i. 82</li> + + <li class="indx">Salamis, Bay of, i. 179</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Salamis</span>, iii. 115, 120, 122, 145, 173, 180, + 192, 198, 234, 237</li> + + <li class="indx">Salisbury, Lord, i. 177; iii. 324</li> + + <li class="indx">Saltoun, General Lord, i. 252, 264, 327, 332</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Samarang</span>, ii. <a href='#Page_18'>18</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Sambas River, i. 292</li> + + <li class="indx">Sandilands, Commander A. A., i. 129</li> + + <li class="indx">Sandringham, iii. 92, 93, 260</li> + + <li class="indx">Sandwich Islands, i. 43; ii. <a href='#Page_151'>151</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Santobong, ii. <a href='#Page_112'>112</a></li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Saracen</span>, i. 203, 223, 228, 231, 232, 239, + 240</li> + + <li class="indx" id='Sarawak'>Sarawak, i. 294, 296, 304, 319, 339; ii. <a href='#Page_21'>21</a>, <a href='#Page_83'>83</a>, + <a href='#Page_112'>112</a>; iii. 11, 124, 229</li> + + <li class="indx">Sarebas, the, ii. <a href='#Page_127'>127</a></li> + <li class="isub1">River, i. 311</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Satellite</span>, iii. 122</li> + + <li class="indx">Satsuma, Prince, iii. 174, 175, 178, 180</li> + + <li class="indx">Saumarez, Sir James, i. 69</li> + <li class="isub1">Captain, i. 326</li> + + <li class="indx">Saxe-Weimar, Duke Bernard of, ii. <a href='#Page_131'>131</a></li> + <li class="isub1">Prince Edward of, ii. <a href='#Page_253'>253</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Schomberg, Commodore, i. 85, 87</li> + + <li class="indx">Scott, Captain Lord Charles, iii. 170, 222</li> + <li class="isub1">Captain Frank, i. 103, 190; ii. <a href='#Page_7'>7</a></li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Scout</span>, i. 167, 170, 225, 231, 232, 240, + 242</li> + + <li class="indx">Sebastopol; <i>see</i> <a href='#Sevastopol'>Sevastopol</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Seboo, ii. <a href='#Page_2'>2</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Sekarran, country, ii. <a href='#Page_2'>2</a></li> + <li class="isub1">River, i. 312; ii. <a href='#Page_6'>6</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Sekarrans, the, ii. <a href='#Page_1'>1</a>, <a href='#Page_127'>127</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Senegal, i. 238</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Serapis</span>, iii. 332</li> + + <li class="indx">Seriff Jaffer, ii. <a href='#Page_2'>2</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Seton, Sir Henry, i. 335</li> + + <li class="indx" id='Sevastopol'>Sevastopol, ii. <a href='#Page_240'>240</a>, <a href='#Page_254'>254</a>, <a href='#Page_256'>256</a>, <a href='#Page_264'>264</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Seymour family, the, i. 253</li> + <li class="isub1">Admiral Sir George, i. 163, 198, 258; ii. <a href='#Page_327'>327</a>; iii. 321</li> + <li class="isub1">Admiral G. Henry, i. 198, 200, 275, 277, 278, 322, + 333; ii. <a href='#Page_235'>235</a>; iii. 283, 321</li> + <li class="isub1">Admiral Lord Hugh, i. 16, 17</li> + <li class="isub1">Admiral Sir Michael, i. 55; ii. <a href='#Page_209'>209</a>, <a href='#Page_238'>238</a>, <a href='#Page_337'>337</a>; iii. 1, 9</li> + <li class="isub1">Michael (junior), iii. 3</li> + <li class="isub1">Lord William, ii. <a href='#Page_235'>235</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Shakotan Bay, iii. 227</li> + + <li class="indx">Shanghai, i. 266, 277; iii. 142, 172, 180, 220, 237</li> + + <li class="indx">Shaw, Whitehead and Co., i. 288</li> + + <li class="indx">Shepherd, Captain, ii. <a href='#Page_182'>182</a></li> + <li class="isub1">Quartermaster John, ii. <a href='#Page_274'>274</a>, <a href='#Page_282'>282</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Sheridan, Charles, i. 260</li> + <li class="isub1">Francis, i. 260, 261, 262</li> + + <li class="indx">Sheriff, Admiral, ii. <a href='#Page_47'>47</a>, <a href='#Page_56'>56</a>, <a href='#Page_60'>60</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Shrewsbury, Lord, i. 187</li> + + <li class="indx">Shunski, Ito, iii. 183</li> + + <li class="indx">Siefukigi Temple, iii. 183</li> + + <li class="indx">Sierra Leone, i. 202, 203, 233; iii. 70</li> + + <li class="indx">Simmons, Mr., purser, ii. <a href='#Page_80'>80</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Simoneseki Straits, iii. 146, 265</li> + + <li class="indx">Simon’s Bay, i. 71, 74, 75, 77, 83, 86, 261; + iii. 45, 67, 74</li> + + <li class="indx">Simpson, Arthur Bridgman, i. 70, 71</li> + <li class="isub1">General, i. 81; ii. <a href='#Page_279'>279</a></li> + <li class="isub1">Dr., i. 271, 319, 322, 323</li> + + <li class="indx">Sinclair, Major, i. 291</li> + + <li class="indx">Singapore, i. 147, 157, 263, 281, 285, 288, + 322, 333, 338; ii. <a href='#Page_23'>23</a>, <a href='#Page_24'>24</a>, <a href='#Page_75'>75</a>, <a href='#Page_77'>77</a>, + <a href='#Page_111'>111</a>, <a href='#Page_128'>128</a>, <a href='#Page_129'>129</a>; iii. 9, 13, 115, 120, + 121, 122, 230</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Sir Charles Forbes</span>, iii. 1</li> + + <li class="indx">Skipsey, Commodore, i. 76</li> + + <li class="indx">Skipwith family, the, i. 253; ii. <a href='#Page_48'>48</a></li> + <li class="isub1">Lieutenant Grey, i. 165, 191, 193, 252, 264, 272, + 273, 278, 279, 291; ii. <a href='#Page_65'>65</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Smith, Lieutenant Christopher, i. 63, 71</li> + + <li class="indx">Smyrna, i. 168, 175, 176</li> + + <li class="indx">Sober Island, i. 127</li> + + <li class="indx">Somerset, the Duke of, iii. 79, 265</li> + <li class="isub1">Lord Charles Fitzroy, i. 72</li> + + <li class="indx">Soult, Marshal, i. 247</li> + + <li class="indx">Spalding, John, i. 98</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Spartan</span>, ii. <a href='#Page_41'>41</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Speke, Captain John Hanning, iii. 41, 46, 57, 91</li> + + <li class="indx">Spencer, Earl, i. 102, 103, 253</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Sphynx</span>, ii. <a href='#Page_52'>52</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Spurrier, Mr., iii. 4, 20</li> + + <li class="indx">Stanhope, Captain, iii. 179, 181, 186, 187</li> + <li class="isub1">Elizabeth, i. 8</li> + <li class="isub1">Spencer, i. 8</li> + + <li class="indx">Stanley, Captain Owen, i. 291; ii. <a href='#Page_134'>134</a>, <a href='#Page_142'>142</a>, <a href='#Page_153'>153</a>, <a href='#Page_156'>156</a></li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Stanley</span>, iii. 222</li> + + <li class="indx">Staveley, Captain, ii. <a href='#Page_117'>117</a>-<a href='#Page_123'>123</a></li> + <li class="isub1">General, ii. <a href='#Page_117'>117</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Stephenson, Augustus, ii. <a href='#Page_240'>240</a></li> + <li class="isub1">Commander Henry Frederick, i. 66, 93, 96, 97, 119, 164; + ii. <a href='#Page_219'>219</a>; iii. 15-17, 19, 27, 107, 115, 190, 205</li> + <li class="isub1">Henry (junior), ii. <a href='#Page_219'>219</a>, <a href='#Page_233'>233</a></li> + <li class="isub1">Lady Mary; <i>see</i> <a href='#Keppel_M'>Keppel</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Steward, Mr., ii. 7</li> + + <li class="indx">Stewart, Mrs. Keith; <i>see</i> <a href='#Fitzroy_M'>Fitzroy, Mary</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Stoddard, Consul, ii. <a href='#Page_70'>70</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Stopford, Admiral Sir Robert, i. 201; ii. <a href='#Page_46'>46</a>, <a href='#Page_55'>55</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Straits Settlements, the, iii. 121, 316</li> + + <li class="indx">Strongiolo Bay, i. 179</li> + + <li class="indx">Suckling, i. 20, 24</li> + + <li class="indx">Suez, iii. 18, 118</li> + + <li class="indx">Suffield, Lord and Lady, i. 162</li> + + <li class="indx">Suffolk, Earl of, i. 97</li> + + <li class="indx">Sullivan, Sir Charles, Bart., i. 59</li> + + <li class="indx">Sulu, the Sultan of, ii. 104</li> + + <li class="indx">Sumatra, i. 149</li> + + <li class="indx">Summers, Mr., ii. <a href='#Page_118'>118</a>-<a href='#Page_123'>123</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Sunda, Straits of, i. 147, 263; ii. <a href='#Page_75'>75</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Surtees family, i. 5</li> + + <li class="indx">Sussex, H.R.H. Augustus, Duke of, i. 9, 11, 66, 93, 97, 160, + 161, 246, 247, 249, 322</li> + + <li class="indx">Suttie, Captain Francis, iii. 115</li> + + <li class="indx">Swan, Commander John, iii. 190</li> + + <li class="indx">Swansen, Mr., i. 214, 215, 216, 219-221</li> + + <li class="indx">Swatow, iii. 136, 233, 235</li> + + <li class="indx">Swinhoe, Consul, iii. 237</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Sybille</span>, iii. 8</li> + + <li class="indx">Sydney, ii. 152, 153, 154, 164</li> + + <li class="indx">Symonds, Sir William, i. 169; ii. <a href='#Page_41'>41</a>, <a href='#Page_46'>46</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Syra, i. 180</li> + + + <li class="ifrst">Tagus, River, ii. <a href='#Page_213'>213</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Tahiti, ii. <a href='#Page_177'>177</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Tai-wan-foo, iii. 224</li> + + <li class="indx">Taki Zingaburo, iii. 183, 184</li> + + <li class="indx">Taku Forts, iii. 171, 264, 303, 310</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Talavera</span>, i. 169, 171</li> + + <li class="indx">Talbot, Captain Charles, i. 123</li> + + <li class="indx">Talleyrand, Prince, i. 162, 247</li> + + <li class="indx">Tambilan Islands, i. 292, 338</li> + + <li class="indx">Tampico, i. 58, 64, 65, 113</li> + + <li class="indx">Tangiers, i. 168</li> + + <li class="indx">Tang-Tau, iii. 234, 235</li> + + <li class="indx">Tanjong Datu, i. 294; ii. <a href='#Page_83'>83</a>; iii. 123</li> + + <li class="indx">Tanjong Po, i. 295; ii. <a href='#Page_83'>83</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Tarragona, i. 189, 196</li> + + <li class="indx">Tartary, Gulf of, iii. 192</li> + + <li class="indx">Tasmania, ii. <a href='#Page_157'>157</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Taylor, pilot, i. 257</li> + + <li class="indx">Tchung-How, iii. 263</li> + + <li class="indx">Templer, John, ii. <a href='#Page_43'>43</a>, <a href='#Page_62'>62</a></li> + <li class="isub1">J. L. B., ii. <a href='#Page_43'>43</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Termination Island, iii. 195</li> + + <li class="indx">Thackeray, William Makepeace, iii. 82</li> + + <li class="indx">Thistlethwaite, Mr., i. 251</li> + + <li class="indx">Thompson, Deas, ii. <a href='#Page_157'>157</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Thompson, Rev. Josias, ii. <a href='#Page_328'>328</a>; iii. 9</li> + + <li class="indx">Thours, Captain Du Petit, iii. 187, 227, 271</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Thunderer</span>, i. 121, 169, 170, 180</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Tien Chi</span>, iii. 222</li> + + <li class="indx">Tientsin, iii. 303</li> + + <li class="indx">Tillenadin, Conanyaga Modr, i. 128</li> + + <li class="indx">Tomari, iii. 163</li> + + <li class="indx">Tombeaux Bay, iii. 65</li> + + <li class="indx">Tonga Tabu, ii. <a href='#Page_172'>172</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Toolyan Island, ii. <a href='#Page_106'>106</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Torres, Captain de, i. 36</li> + + <li class="indx">Torres Straits, ii. <a href='#Page_142'>142</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Tortoza, i. 188</li> + + <li class="indx">Tosa, Prince, iii. 170</li> + + <li class="indx">Tottenham, Lieutenant, i. 258, 285; ii. <a href='#Page_81'>81</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Townshend, Captain Lord James, i. 123</li> + + <li class="indx">Tracey, Commander, iii. 177</li> + + <li class="indx">Trade Town, i. 203, 206</li> + + <li class="indx">Trafalgar, i. 7, 12</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Tribune</span>, i. 169, 175, 183, 189; iii. 8</li> + + <li class="indx">Trincomalee, i. 125, 128, 147, 157</li> + + <li class="indx">Tripoli, i. 171, 178</li> + + <li class="indx">Tristan d’Achuna, i. 123</li> + + <li class="indx">Trollope, Commander, iii. 222</li> + + <li class="indx">Trowbridge, Captain Sir Thomas, i. 257, 272; ii. <a href='#Page_116'>116</a>, <a href='#Page_117'>117</a>, <a href='#Page_120'>120</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Troy, i. 178</li> + + <li class="indx">Tseng Kuo-fau, iii. 222</li> + + <li class="indx">Tumongong of Singapore, the, ii. <a href='#Page_81'>81</a>, <a href='#Page_82'>82</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Turnour, Captain Edward W., i. 333; ii. <a href='#Page_3'>3</a>-<a href='#Page_7'>7</a>, <a href='#Page_336'>336</a>; iii. 1, 4, 39, 45</li> + + <li class="indx">Twanai, iii. 163</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Tweed</span>, i. 19, 25, 46, 65, 66, 67, + 85</li> + + <li class="indx">Twofold Bay, ii. <a href='#Page_157'>157</a></li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Tyne</span>, i. 169, 176, 187, 189, 200</li> + + <li class="ifrst"><span class='ships'>Undaunted</span>, i. 67, 84</li> + + <li class="indx">Undop, ii. <a href='#Page_5'>5</a>, <a href='#Page_6'>6</a>, <a href='#Page_19'>19</a></li> + + <li class="ifrst">Valencia, i. 187, 191, 195</li> + + <li class="indx">Valparaiso, ii. <a href='#Page_195'>195</a></li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Venus</span>, iii. 186</li> + + <li class="indx">Vera Cruz, i. 57, 58, 62, 65</li> + + <li class="indx">Vernon, Lord, i. 184</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Vernon</span>, i. 169, 180</li> + + <li class="indx">Victor of Hohenlohe, Prince, ii. <a href='#Page_235'>235</a>; iii. 1, 2, 9, 25</li> + + <li class="indx">Victoria, Queen, i. 247, 250, 251; ii. <a href='#Page_218'>218</a>, <a href='#Page_313'>313</a>, <a href='#Page_324'>324</a>; iii. 19, 41, + 116, 322, 329</li> + <li class="isub1">Princess; <i>see</i> <a href='#PrincessRoyal'>Princess Royal</a></li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Victory</span>, i. 53</li> + + <li class="indx">Villa Nueva, i. 200</li> + + <li class="indx">Vizeu, Francisco Nunes Sweezer, i. 2, 103</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Vladimir</span>, ii. <a href='#Page_302'>302</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Vladivostock, iii. 198, 218</li> + + <li class="indx">Vlangali, A., iii. 192, 194</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Volage</span>, i. 169, 180</li> + + <li class="indx">Von Brockhausen, Baron, i. 191</li> + + <li class="indx">Vourla, i. 168, 170, 171, 173</li> + + <li class="ifrst">Wade, Sir Thomas, i. 81</li> + <li class="isub1">Colonel, i. 81</li> + <li class="isub1">Lieutenant C. F., ii. <a href='#Page_3'>3</a>, <a href='#Page_6'>6</a>, <a href='#Page_14'>14</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Waitemata Harbour, ii. <a href='#Page_171'>171</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Wales, H.R.H. the Prince of, i. 96, 257; iii. 81, 92, 93, 105, 113, + 115, 322, 328, 329, 332, 333</li> + <li class="isub1">H.R.H. the Princess of, iii. 81, 93, 105, 322, 333</li> + + <li class="indx">Walker, Captain Sir Baldwin, i. 201; ii. <a href='#Page_208'>208</a>; iii. 74</li> + + <li class="indx">Walpole-Keppel, family of, i. 7</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Wanderer</span>, i. 275, 333</li> + + <li class="indx">Waring, Mr., i. 187</li> + + <li class="indx">Warren, Admiral, i. 121; iii. 75</li> + + <li class="indx">Warrington, Colonel, i. 172</li> + + <li class="indx">Waterford, Lord, i. 246</li> + + <li class="indx">Waterloo, Battle of, i. 1, 72, 86</li> + + <li class="indx">Waterpark, Eliza, Lady, i. 8</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Waterwitch</span>, i. 223, 227, 228</li> + + <li class="indx">Watson, Captain, i. 274, 277, 278</li> + + <li class="indx">Wellesley, Captain George, iii. 14</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Wellesley</span>, ii. <a href='#Page_68'>68</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Wellington, Duke of, i. 82, 86, 247, 256; ii. <a href='#Page_206'>206</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Wellington, N.Z., ii. <a href='#Page_171'>171</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Wemyss and March, Earl of, i. 8</li> + <li class="isub1">Frederica, Countess of, i. 8</li> + + <li class="indx">West, Green, i. 71</li> + <li class="isub1">Jane; <i>see</i> <a href='#Keppel_J'>Keppel, Lady</a></li> + <li class="isub1">Rev. Richard, iii. 80</li> + + <li class="indx">Whampoa, i. 323; ii. <a href='#Page_80'>80</a>, <a href='#Page_116'>116</a>; iii. 14, 232, 317</li> + + <li class="indx">Whichcote, Sir Thomas, iii. 27</li> + + <li class="indx">White, Admiral Sir John, ii. <a href='#Page_29'>29</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Whitehead, Mr., i. 322</li> + + <li class="indx">Whitshed, Admiral Sir James Hawkins, i. 27</li> + + <li class="indx">Whydah, i. 237, 239</li> + + <li class="indx">Whytock, Colonel, ii. <a href='#Page_60'>60</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Wildman, Colonel, i. 11</li> + + <li class="indx">William IV., King, i. 102, 120, 121, 160, 161, 163, + 200</li> + + <li class="indx">Williams, Sir John, i. 94</li> + <li class="isub1">Admiral Sir Thomas, G.C.B., i. 94, 165</li> + + <li class="indx">Williamson, Mr., i. 302; ii. <a href='#Page_7'>7</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Willoughby, James, iii. 117</li> + + <li class="indx">Wilson, Lieutenant A. K., iii. 178</li> + <li class="isub1">family, the, i. 51</li> + + <li class="indx">Windham, General Charles, ii. <a href='#Page_260'>260</a>, <a href='#Page_300'>300</a>, <a href='#Page_301'>301</a></li> + <li class="isub1">Mr., ii. <a href='#Page_101'>101</a>, <a href='#Page_105'>105</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Windsor, iii. 115, 116</li> + + <li class="indx">Wise, Henry, ii. <a href='#Page_43'>43</a>, <a href='#Page_62'>62</a>, <a href='#Page_63'>63</a></li> + <li class="isub1">Captain W., i. 169</li> + + <li class="indx">Wodehouse, George, i. 103</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Wolverine</span>, i. 199, 200, 281; ii. <a href='#Page_24'>24</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Wood, Sir Charles, iii. 9</li> + <li class="isub1">Rev. James, i. 2, 4</li> + + <li class="indx">Woosung, i. 266-269, 275; iii. 180, 220</li> + + <li class="indx">Würtemburg, the Prince of, i. 115</li> + + <li class="indx">Wynberg, i. 71</li> + + <li class="ifrst">Xalapa, i. 57, 63, 64</li> + + <li class="indx">Xavier, St. Francis, i. 150</li> + + <li class="indx">Xeres, i. 184</li> + + <li class="ifrst">Yang-tse-kiang River, i. 268, 269; iii. 237</li> + + <li class="indx">Yarborough, Lord, i. 166</li> + + <li class="indx">Yates, Mr., i. 66</li> + + <li class="indx">Yedo, iii. 148, 179, 180, 265</li> + + <li class="indx">Yeh, Admiral, iii. 6</li> + + <li class="indx">Yeng Cheow, iii. 223</li> + + <li class="indx">Yesso, iii. 164</li> + + <li class="indx">Yo-chow, iii. 250</li> + + <li class="indx">Yokohama, iii. 148, 150, 151, 162, 174, 177, + 179, 180, 191, 192, 220, 295</li> + + <li class="indx">Yokosha, iii. 191</li> + + <li class="indx">York, Cape, ii. <a href='#Page_142'>142</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Young, Captain, ii. <a href='#Page_79'>79</a></li> + + <li class="indx">Yule, Lieutenant, ii. <a href='#Page_165'>165</a></li> + + <li class="ifrst">Zante, i. 180, 182</li> + + <li class="indx">Zanzibar, iii. 57</li> + <li class="isub1">the Sultan of, iii. 62</li> + + <li class="indx"><span class='ships'>Zebra</span>, iii. 222</li> +</ul> + + +<p class='center mt2'>END OF VOL. 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