United States -- History -- War of 1812 -- Fiction
At the time of which I write no fewer than four thousand impressed
Americans were serving on British ships; that number had been reported
through the consuls and other representatives of the United States
abroad, and it is probable that two or three thousand more were unable
to make their situations known. They were not allowed to send letters
to their friends; and when in port, whether in British ports or
not, they were never allowed ashore, lest they might escape, or at
all events send a communication that would call attention to their
impressment.
We had quite a talk on the subject as we sat and lay around after our
breakfast, waiting to see what would next turn up. Haines predicted
that in less than ten years the United States would have another war
with Great Britain, and it would grow out of this very business of the
impressment of American sailors. It is said that at one time a British
officer who was taking some men from an American vessel remarked to the
captain of it,--
"I wonder that the Americans permit this sort of thing to go on. Great
Britain wouldn't stand it an hour, and I think the same can be said of
every nation on the continent of Europe."
Well, we wouldn't have stood it an hour either if we had had a navy
like that of Great Britain. She had a thousand sail, and we had less
than twenty war-ships, taking all kinds and descriptions together.
"I'll tell you a bit of my experience," said Haines, "in this
impressing business, and you can see just how it is. It's no wonder
that the relations between the United States and Great Britain are what
they are when the sort of thing I'm going to tell you about can go on.
"I was going out to Havana in the brig Julia in the latter part of
1798," said Haines, "and there were several sail of us under convoy of
the twenty-gun sloop-of-war Baltimore. We were in sight of the Moro
Castle, at the entrance of the port of Havana, and a dandy port it
is--room enough for a thousand sail inside, but only one can go in or
out at a time. Captain Phillips of the Baltimore made signal for us
to crowd sail as hard as we could to get into port; it seemed that he
had seen an English squadron away to the windward, and knew they would
capture us if they could, as they were blockading Havana. In fact, they
did take three of us; but the rest got in all right, and among 'em was
the Julia.
"After he had signaled to his convoy, Captain Phillips bore up to speak
to the English commodore, who was in the Carnatic, seventy-four, and
he had four other war-ships with her, one of 'em a big feller with
ninety-eight guns.
"When Captain Phillips got near the Carnatic, the English captain,
his name was Loring, invited the American to go and visit him aboard.
Captain Phillips went, and what do you suppose the Englishman told him
when he got him there?"
"I can't guess, I'm sure. What was it?"
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