Hunt, Henry, 1773-1835; Social reformers -- Great Britain -- Biography
With one desperate effort, however I sprang
by the commissioner, and was up the ladder like a cat. I was seized at the
top to be handed back again, and as I was about to make a determined
resistance, the commissioner came up and kindly released me, and after a
gentle reprimand for placing him in such danger, I was permitted to remain
on board and to be launched in the _Prince of Wales_; having got on board
more than an hour after all other communication had been cut off from her:
and I obtained this gratification in the presence of thousands, who hailed
the success of my daring perseverence by giving me _three cheers_. This
was the first act of my life that gained me the cheers of a large
multitude, and I was not a little proud of the compliment. I believe there
were upwards of a thousand persons on board, and I was struck with
astonishment at the stupendous magnitude of a ship of war of the first
rate. On the larboard side of this magnificent specimen of the wooden
walls of old England, sat the venerable monarch George the Third with his
Queen and their fine family of Princesses in all their pride and beauty,
two or three of them at that time being remarkably fine young women. I
believe they were accompanied by one of the princes, and on the side of
the king stood the victorious hero of the day, Lord Howe, commonly called
by the sailors, _Black Dick_. In a few minutes, unknown and unobserved by
me, the signal was given, and she glided almost imperceptibly from the
stocks into the middle of the harbour, thus riding most majestically
dignified in the midst of applauding and admiring myriads who hailed her
progress with enthusiastic cheers; the king, the queen, and the princesses
all waving their handkerchiefs. Such was the beauty of this launch, and
such was the skill with which it was accomplished that the only sensation
which I felt was, that the other ships, that were along side of us,
appeared to move gently from us. A boat now came alongside of her, being
hailed by a party, of which the late John Weeks, who then kept the Bush at
Bristol, was one, and he began to descend[9] when a thought struck me,
that as I was the last person, except the commissioner of the Dock-yard,
who came on board, so I should like to be the _first_ out of her; and the
thought was no sooner conceived than I put it in execution.
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