Great Britain -- Politics and government -- 1760-1789; Satire; United States -- History -- Revolution, 1775-1783
If, Sir, I wanted any additional reason for opposing the address, it
would best arise from the shameful neglect and inattention to those
brave and humane French officers, (particularly the Captain of the
Licorne,) lately on their parole at Alresford, half of whom, indeed,
ministry have cruelly suffered to run away. Besides, Sir, let us advert
to the wretched deficiency in our late naval equipments.⸺I have it,
Sir, from undoubted authority, that the several ships crews laboured
under a total deprivation of Tobacco. Tobacco! that staple commodity
of our once flourishing subjects, now, alas, our avowed enemies, in
Virginia, and the Southern colonies.—Sir, not only the quota of Gin
was miserably retrenched, but adultery, so congenial to the _Noah_ of
this day, pervaded every keg in the Royal Navy.—Sir, I myself know it
for a fact, that the speaking trumpet of the Albion was sent out in
so wretched a condition, that, in haling a fishing-boat, (I believe
a cod-smack) off Scilly, the second mate cracked his pipe, and half
the crew have been hoarse ever since—some of your ships, Sir, wanted
their complement of Chaplains:—and in others, I will not say that I
know there were not surgeons, but I will say, I do _not_ know that
there were. Sir, more fatal consequences have arisen from a strange
neglect of vegetables—Potatoes, radically rotten!—Carrots, diabolically
dry!—Turnips, totally tough!—Parsnips, pitifully putrid!⸺Scurvy, Sir,
Scurvy, like the angry Dæmon of Pestilence, has lighted up everlasting
bon-fires in the blotched brows and cicatracious cheeks of your scarified
seamen; so that every crew has flashed contagion, and reeked like a
floating Pest-house, with the baneful exhalations of disease.—And now,
Sir, that I’m on my legs, a word or two to trowzers—Such is the pitiful
œconomy of Administration, such the paltry treachery of Contractors,
that, what from an original coarseness of yarn, what, from the more
pernicious and slovenly texture of the workmanship, not a trowzer but
gaped with lacerations, whose expanded apertures discovered what⸺the
P[a]rl[ia]m[e]nt[a]ry decorum of this house, forbids me to reveal.
Spurred on by such powerful incentives, I take this earliest occasion
to give notice to the house, that I shall move, on this day fortnight,
for the house to resolve itself into a Committee, in order to take into
consideration the several weighty grievances, the outline of which I
have just now had the honour to give you a rude sketch.—When, I shall
also move you, Sir, that the several Maltsters, Distillers of Gin,
Venders of Tobacco, Traders in Trowzers, Retailers of Rum, Picklers of
Pork, and Purveyors of Potatoes, together with their several servants,
followers, apprentices and retainers, be ordered to attend this house _de
die in diem_, to answer all such questions and matters touching the said
enquiry, as shall be put to them by the Committee so to be appointed.—In
the mean time, Sir, I shall give my hearty concurrence to the noble
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