Harper's New Monthly Magazine Vol. IV, No. 19, Dec 1851Various
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Harper's New Monthly Magazine Vol. IV, No. 19, Dec 1851
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I was exceedingly astonished. The court-martial I had not heard of, and
having never overhauled the Navy List for such a purpose, the absence of
the name of G. P. Hendrick had escaped my notice. What could have been
his offense? Some hasty, passionate act, no doubt; for of misbehavior
before the enemy, or of the commission of deliberate wrong, it was
impossible to suspect him. He was, I personally knew, as eager as flame
in combat; and his frank, perhaps heedless generosity of temperament,
was abundantly apparent to every one acquainted with him. I had known
him for a short time only; but the few days of our acquaintance were
passed under circumstances which bring out the true nature of a man more
prominently and unmistakably than might twenty years of humdrum,
every-day life. The varnish of pretension falls quickly off in presence
of sudden and extreme peril--peril especially requiring presence of mind
and energy to beat it back. It was in such a position that I recognized
some of the high qualities of Lieutenant Hendrick. The two sloops of war
in which we respectively served, were consorts for awhile on the South
African coast, during which time we fell in with a Franco-Italian
privateer or pirate--for the distinction between the two is much more
technical than real. She was to leeward when we sighted her, and not
very distant from the shore, and so quickly did she shoal her water,
that pursuit by either of the sloops was out of the question. Being a
stout vessel of her class, and full of men, four boats--three of the
_Scorpion's_ and one of her consort's--were detached in pursuit. The
breeze gradually failed, and we were fast coming up with our friend when
he vanished behind a head-land, on rounding which we found he had
disappeared up a narrow, winding river, of no great depth of water. We
of course followed, and, after about a quarter of an hour's hard pull,
found, on suddenly turning a sharp elbow of the stream, that we had
caught a Tartar. We had, in fact, come upon a complete nest of
privateers--a rendezvous or dépôt they termed it. The vessel was already
anchored across the channel, and we were flanked on each shore by a
crowd of desperadoes, well provided with small arms, and with two or
three pieces of light ordnance among them. The shouts of defiance with
which they greeted us as we swept into the deadly trap were instantly
followed by a general and murderous discharge of both musketry and
artillery; and as the smoke cleared away I saw that the leading pinnace,
commanded by Hendrick, had been literally knocked to pieces, and that
the little living portion of the crew were splashing about in the river.
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