Letters written in France, to a friend in London, between the month of November 1794, and the month of May 1795Tench, Watkin
History
Letters written in France, to a friend in London, between the month of November 1794, and the month of May 1795
Tench, Watkin
France -- History -- Revolution, 1789-1799 -- Personal narratives, British; Tench, Watkin, 1759?-1833 -- Correspondence
happened that I had not been present when the crime was committed. Our
two friends in the civil department also attempted to interfere in their
favour, but were silenced by authority, the insult being deemed of a
public nature, and striking at the dignity of the republic. Admiral
Bligh now declared, that if the young gentlemen were to be thus driven
from the mess, he and I should look upon ourselves as included in the
expulsion. This they would willingly have prevented, and wished to draw
a line of distinction; but the Admiral’s manly resolution cut short
debate, and, on their refusing to yield the point, he and I directly
quitted them with contempt; and with two spoons belonging to our
servants, and a pocket-knife each, which constituted our whole stock of
utensils, we set up our mess forthwith, demanding our rations, but
refusing to receive any more _traitement_. Now was to be seen, for the
first time, in a civilized enemy’s country, a British Admiral, whose
seat was a trunk, and whose table was a trunk, eating a salt herring
laid on a scrap of paper, from want of a plate; or supping at the same
board, with a candle stuck in an ink-horn, on a second herring; or
dipping his spoon in a tub that held our soup, which was part of that
made for the ship’s company, sometimes of beef, and sometimes of
horse-beans and oil. Breakfast, however, by having a little tea and
brown sugar of our own, with the addition of some salt butter, which we
had procured from the shore for our servants, was a repast of real
luxury. This miserable fare, and want of common necessaries, lasted but
two days, when we got leave to employ the cook to market for us, and
dress our provisions. It brought me, however, perfectly acquainted with
the extent of the French allowance, and likewise with the prices of
different commodities on shore, which we found enormously high, and
every day rising. To console us, however, the value of gold, in exchange
for _assignats_, more than kept pace in its increase.----Here I take my
leave of the good ship La Normandie, and her worthy inmates, in full
trust that, in the course of our future correspondence, neither her
name, nor theirs, will ever again pollute my paper!
My observations since I left Brest could not be numerous; but, as I feel
an interest in them, they shall not be suppressed.
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