The day after O'Brien had sailed for the East Indies, the dock-yard men
came on board to survey the brig, and she was found so defective, as to
be ordered into dock. I had received letters from my sister, who was
overjoyed at the intelligence of my safe return, and the anticipation of
seeing me. The accounts of my father were, however, very
unsatisfactory. My sister wrote, that disappointment and anxiety had
had such an effect upon him that he was deranged in his intellect. Our
new captain came down to join us. He was a very young man, and had
never before commanded a ship. His character as lieutenant was well
known, and not very satisfactory, being that of a harsh, unpleasant
officer; but, as he had never been first lieutenant, it was impossible
to say what he might prove when in command of a ship. Still we were a
little anxious about it, and severely regretted the loss of O'Brien.
He came on board the hulk to which the ship's company had been turned
over, and read his commission. He proved to be all affability,
condescension, and good-nature. To me he was particularly polite,
stating that he should not interfere with me in carrying on the duty, as
I must be so well acquainted with the ship's company. We thought that
those who gave us the information must have been prejudiced or mistaken
in his character. During the half-hour that he remained on board, I
stated that now that the brig was in dock, I should like very much to
have an opportunity of seeing my friends, if he would sanction my asking
for leave.
To this he cheerfully consented, adding, that he would extend it upon
his own responsibility. My letter to the Admiralty was therefore
forwarded through him, and was answered in the affirmative. The day
afterwards, I set off by the coach, and once more embraced my dear
sister.
After the first congratulations were over, I inquired about my father;
she replied, that he was so wild that nobody could manage him. That he
was melancholy and irritable at the same time, and was certainly
deranged, fancying himself to be made of various substances, or to be in
a certain trade or capacity. That he generally remained in this way
four or five days, when he went to bed, and slept for twenty-four hours,
or more, and awoke with some new strange imagination in his head. His
language was violent, but that, in other respects, he seemed to be more
afraid of other people than inclined to be mischievous; and that every
day he was getting more strange and ridiculous. He had now just risen
from one of his long naps, and was in his study; that before he had
fallen asleep he had fancied himself to be a carpenter, and had sawed
and chopped up several articles of furniture in the house.
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